"What?!"
However, the man who threatened viciously got out of the car quickly.
Yan Nian was alone in a trance for a while.
Ah yes.
The doctor said that we cannot have sex for a week, and there are still three days left.
Depend on!
Why does he think about that every day? !
…
Yan Nian slept extremely peacefully that night.
After she took a shower, she lay down on the bed with a big golden retriever crawling at her feet. The door was not locked tonight.
With Golden Retriever here, she didn't have to worry at all. Jiang Beiyuan would sneak into her room in the middle of the night, and then secretly cut her skirt into pieces like last time.
Have a good night's sleep.
The first moment he opened his eyes, Yan Nian said "good morning" to Golden Retriever, and then got up to wash up and dress up.
She has a short denim skirt that she found out by chance last night and is wearing it this morning.
as expected.
When he came out of the room, he met Jiang Beiyuan's displeased eyes.
He tied an apron around his waist and stared at her two slender and straight white legs. His eyes narrowed slightly and the cold air spread.
"How many skirts do you have left, huh?"
Yan Nian smiled and did not reply immediately. Instead, he turned around and called the golden retriever over.
The dog listened to Yan Nian's words and lay down at her feet.
Yan Nian knelt down, stroked the golden retriever's head, and asked with a smile, "Dahei, tell me, how many short skirts does mom have?"
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
Yan Nian continued to stroke the golden retriever's head and looked up at Jiangbeiyuan with a harmless yet lively smile.
"Mr. Jiang, your wife wants to wear a short skirt to the company today. You won't mind, right?"
Jiang Beiyuan's face darkened.
"Yan Nian, you have the guts."
"What? I have a seed?? I don't have a seed. How can I, a woman, have a seed?"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan was not in the mood to be poor with her, so he took a step ahead of her today, slammed the door and left.
Yan Nian squatted on the spot and laughed so much that his stomach hurt.
It seems that I will need a dog at home in the future.
Otherwise, you will miss out on a lot of fun.
…
The atmosphere in the Jiang Group's conference room was particularly solemn today.
The man sitting in the middle unceremoniously threw out the project prepared by one of the persons in charge, and the paper fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Is this what your department spent two days making?"
Jiang Beiyuan placed his hands on his chin and leaned forward. His voice did not rise, and he remained calm and steady as always.
However, the calmer it is, the more panicked and timid it makes people feel.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry... just give me a little more time. If you're not satisfied with anything, I'll definitely correct it!"
"all."
Jiang Beiyuan opened and closed his thin lips, denying all the hard work of the person in charge word by word.
The shopping mall is like a battlefield. No one cares about how hard you work or how much thought you put into it. Your thoughts must be used in the right place. What he cares about is the final result and achievement.
"one day."
The man's slender index finger raised it slightly, which was his last act of kindness and mercy.
"If I see any rubbish planning again, all of you in the planning department will report to the human resources department!"
"Yes, Mr. Jiang, I understand!"
The person in charge's face was ashen and he didn't dare to breathe.
Jiangbeiyuan didn't say much, and the entire meeting ended in less than five minutes.
He walked out quietly, followed by the newly appointed male secretary Sui Tong.
When Sui Tong heard about Song Yikai, he was trembling with fear, fearing that he might accidentally say something wrong or do something wrong, and end up with the same fate as Song Yikai.
(End of chapter)