The atmosphere in the eting room was sowhat eerie.
Leng Yichen’s face didn’t look too good, with his brows slightly furrowed and eyes fixed forward. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, unsettling those who listened.
The directors of various departnts reported their situations one by one. Theoretically, the news they reported was all positive. Huai International’s stock price had been stable recently, the performance of overseas and regional subsidiaries was on the rise, and there were no troubleso competitors or projects recently.
Mr. Leng’s expression, although always stern and rigorous, had never been like this.
Due to Leng Yichen’s expression, the departnt heads beca nervous all at once. No one knew why Leng Yichen wore such an expression...
Everyone looked towards the Operations Director, Wang Wei. Wang Wei was also puzzled and glanced at Anna, who was taking eting notes. Anna shook her head with a confused look as well.
Even after all the departnt heads had finished reporting their work, Leng Yichen still maintained the sa expression.
Wang Wei nudged Anna, and Anna, looking at Leng Yichen, bravely called out tentatively, "Mr. Leng?"
Leng Yichen seed not to hear Anna’s voice; his brows furrowed even more, his gaze becoming darker, and the sound of his fingers tapping on the table seed to knock directly on the hearts of the attendees, sending chills down their spines.
What was going on with President Leng? The heart of a gentleman is unpredictable!
"Mr. Leng?" Anna called out again.
"Hmm?" Leng Yichen finally ca back to his senses and looked at Anna. The expression in his eyes did not fade, leaving Anna imdiately silent with wide eyes, not daring to speak further.
"What’s wrong?" Leng Yichen’s voice was coldly indifferent, hinting at low spirits.
Seeing everyone’s fearful eyes and his own hand constantly tapping on the table, Leng Yichen realized he had spaced out. The eting should have been over, but since he hadn’t spoken, no one dared to leave.
Suddenly, he recalled Bai Yiran had said that he would always have the habit of tapping his fingers when his emotions were unstable, and his lips curled up slightly in a faint smile involuntarily.
Seeing Leng Yichen smile, everyone scratched their heads; what was up with Mr. Leng switching between cold and smiling?
"Mr. Leng?" Anna courageously called out once more.
"Oh." Realizing his loss of composure, Leng Yichen rubbed his forehead and said faintly, "The eting is adjourned."
The attendees acted as though granted amnesty, quickly standing up. Just as their seats were vacated, Leng Yichen’s voice rang out again.
"Who among you has had children? Or whose wives have, stay behind."
The crowd, "..."
What wind was Mr. Leng blowing?
The attendees of this high-level eting were all important senior executives in the group, mostly not young, and most already had children at ho.
Hence, when Leng Yichen said this, it nearly ended up keeping everyone there again.
Looking at everyone, Leng Yichen pondered for a mont, then said with a calm expression, "My wife is pregnant."
Upon hearing this, everyone imdiately congratulated Leng Yichen in unison.
Accepting his subordinates’ congratulations, Leng Yichen continued, "However, she has bad morning sickness. I want to know if your wives also experienced this during their pregnancies? Is there any way to alleviate these symptoms?"
The n glanced at one another. Who among them had paid attention to what it was like when their wives were pregnant? They were already busy enough racking their brains with work and earning money, where would they find the energy to focus on that?
Was Mr. Leng maintaining a cold face all this ti just for this?
For a mont, they seed as though discovering a new continent, realizing that Leng Yichen was indeed such a caring husband!
Leng Yichen watched them look from one to another without providing any suggestions, and his face imdiately turned cold.
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