Jiang Shu dropped these words and turned back to the elevator.
After waiting for a long time for the elevator, he stepped forward and stepped in, followed by three or two bosses, closing the door and going upstairs first.
The high-level people who stayed in place looked at each other, unable to figure out the meaning of the words of the Lord of Hell, so they could only do as they were.
Wen Ning didn't have time to react, so she was driven to the shelves, and several secretaries surrounded her to instill design ideas and creative concepts.
The logistics manager was alert, and although Wen Ning apologized in person, if he couldn't smooth Jiang Shu's temper, he would also have to be involved if he was to blame for the incident.
He repeatedly thought about Jiang Shu's reaction when he saw Wen Ning, and guessed that President Jiang would be interested in this temporary worker.
He immediately sent someone to find a set of clothes, and asked the female secretary to push and quickly Wen Ning to put it on.
Wen Ning had almost no room for rejection, and when she changed clothes and came out, her expression was very unnatural.
The manager didn't dare to delay for a second, and dragged the man upstairs.
On Jiang Shu's side, several bosses led him to the leisure area for a while. When the group came to the door of the general suite, the manager had waited with Wen Ning for a long time.
However, when Jiang Shu saw what she was wearing, his face darkened.
The girl took off the long-sleeved dark blue overalls that she had just done cleaning, and replaced it with a light gray bag|hip uniform skirt.
The skirt is short and tight, and the white shirt on the upper body is thin and slightly transparent. Although Wen Ning is petite, it still fits seamlessly, perfectly delineating the concave | convex of the figure, and three buttons are opened on the chest.
Jiang Shu looked down at her from a height and looked at her from his point of view. The place he liked to master the most in the past many nights was now looming.
The man grinded his back molars, and his eyes became more sinister.
No matter who it is, putting on the prepared shoe covers before entering the general set is already an unwritten etiquette rule in the industry, but for a person like Jiang Shu, even if he wants to dismantle this place, it is only a sentence of effort, the so-called etiquette Rules don't count in front of him.
However, the man stayed by the door for a long time without saying a word, and the manager nervously pushed Wen Ning, who was standing still, with his elbow: "Quickly squat down and help President Jiang change the shoe covers, do you understand! "
Jiang Shu tilted his head to look at the right hand that had touched Wen Ning in dissatisfaction, and wanted to unscrew it immediately.
Wen Ningyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up carefully at this familiar and unfamiliar man, with a hint of embarrassment on her face, and then showed a well-behaved smile, bowed her head in front of him obediently, and squatted down slowly.
It was obviously two people who hugged each other on the same bed at night, but whether at home or outside, in public and private, she always played the role of pleasing him and pleasing him.
Just the next second, Jiang Shu grabbed her wrist and didn't allow her to be low and small, his eyes swept over the attentive manager behind him with contempt and oppression, he pulled the person to his side possessively, and took off his suit at will. The coat was wrapped around her, blocking the place that only he could see, and led the person into the overall cover lazily.
The mighty group behind them didn't dare to follow too closely, they kept a long distance sensible, and after exchanging glances, they began to worry that Wen Ning was inexperienced and could not speak, which attracted the attention of the prince, but was incompetent. Coax people.
Just when all the high-level executives were worried, they heard President Jiang's voice not far away and began to ask questions.
However, each sentence has nothing to do with the previous question of temporarily letting Wen Ning prepare.
Jiang Shu: "What do you think of this design?"
Wen Ning was a little restrained, but she also knew that she should say to the good: "It's very, very good."
"Do you like this style?" Jiang Shu chuckled softly, holding her, holding the soft fingers in his big hands and kneading them. It was a familiar feeling.
Wen Ning didn't care whether she liked it or not, she nodded hurriedly.
"But this style doesn't match the style of Yuganwan." Jiang Shu said lightly.
This project focuses on simplicity and warmth, with European-style elegance in Yuganwan, and the colors are colder, and the domineering is a bit excessive, and it really does not match.
A group of high-level eavesdroppers behind them thought that Wen Ning had answered the wrong question and made the prince unhappy.
Not to mention the people around who saw Jiang Shu for the first time, even Wen Ning, the wife who had been with him and lived together day and night, had a hard time guessing his mind.
The little girl was silent for a while, her heart was pounding likewise, she looked up at him cautiously, clasped her palm nervously and habitually, but happened to hold his big hand tightly.
Jiang Shu glanced down at the hands that the two were clasping, and curled his lips slightly: "If you like it, there is an apartment near my company for resting feet that hasn't been installed yet, so do it according to your preference."
Wen Ning felt sour for no reason. How many homes did he have outside? She, as a wife, didn't know anything about it. Since she was married for so long, it seemed that she had never entered his world.
"I've never been there." There was a bit of grievance in her tone.
It can be heard in Jiang Shu's ears, inexplicably infected with a faint hint of coquettishness.
The man chuckled softly and said in a gentle tone, "I'll take you there for two nights next time."
This sounds like a plan to hide the beauty in the golden house.
Wen Ning's breathing stagnated and her heartbeat missed a few beats. A casual promise from a man could make her small grievances disappear in an instant.
Probably when I met him when I was eight years old, I kept him firmly in my heart. After more than ten years of expectation, all the losses and grievances became so coaxing.
The little girl was obediently led by him and walked inside. The two walked slowly and leisurely. Jiang Shu occasionally asked a few questions, and she answered softly. The atmosphere seemed to be like an ordinary young couple, warm and comfortable. .
The two walked to the window, Jiang Shu casually rolled up a corner of the curtain cloth, and his tone was as casual as he was choosing something for the apartment: "What color do you like for the curtains?"
"Yellow?"
Jiang Shu said "um" indifferently, and lazily turned his attention to the bedding in the bedroom: "Where are the sheets? Do you like yellow ones too?"
The little girl lost her initial nervousness and timidity, nodded, and answered more easily and naturally: "It's warm and warm, and it feels like home."
Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, teasing her: "Then Yuganwan is not home?"
Wen Ning clenched her palms subconsciously, but before she could say a word, she heard the man beside her leaning down slightly to her ear with malicious intent, and the words were full of ambiguous words: "I also think that your skin is white and yellow. Even more worthy of you, the black of Yuganwan always feels that it is not enough."
It took Wen Ning a lot of effort to realize what he meant, and the pink dizziness spread to the roots of her ears, and she blurted out: "Rogue!"
The corner of Jiang Shu's lips ticked upwards, but the people behind him couldn't see his expression.
The manager couldn't hold his breath, and hurriedly reprimanded: "Wen Ning! Why are you talking to President Jiang, don't be ashamed! You don't have any education."
Jiang Shucai's smile instantly sank, and when he turned around, his face was so cold that it made people tremble.
The manager rushed to Jiang Shu to give up a smile: "Mr. Jiang, don't be angry, the little girl is uneducated because we are not well controlled."
He lowered his voice, put on an ambiguous tone, and self-righteously took out the dirty unspoken rules in the industry: "Wen Ning made you unhappy, we asked her to make amends for you, if you are not happy... It's up to you to go back to…”
The hints inside and outside the words are obvious enough, and the way of apology is well known to everyone present. If Jiang Shu wants it, let alone Wen Ning, how many women can send him to him.
The man squinted slightly, the tip of his tongue pressed his cheek, but there was a bit of ruffian in the gentleman in the suit and shoes: "Co-authored and compensated me?"
The manager smiled deeply, and exchanged an expression that you and I understand. He thought everyone was happy, but he didn't think about the man who had slightly hooked his lips one second before, and the next second, he raised his foot to his lower abdomen. A kick.
"Who the hell gave you the guts? How dare anyone from Lao Tzu dare to call the shots?!"
This kick came hard and quickly, and the manager fell to his knees on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. He endured the pain but shouted "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry" in embarrassment.
"I've been putting up with you long enough!" The man took a step forward, and the leather sole stepped on his hand that had pushed Wen Ning, and smashed it hard.
Listening carefully, it seems that he can hear the sound of bones squeezing, and he has long seen that this dirty hand is not pleasing to the eye.
Wen Ning was still holding his hand and didn't let go, so he was frightened by Jiang Shu's appearance. The ground manager's expression was painful. Wen Ning was afraid that he would not be measured, and hurriedly pulled his arm and pulled the person back: "Jiang Shu, you Stop stepping..."
The man turned around and sneered coldly: "Protect him? Do you know what this dog man is thinking? He wants to sell you to me. If it weren't for me today, if it were someone else, you don't know where you are now!"
Wen Ning was not in the mood to think about this at the moment, and she didn't know where the courage came from. She pulled Jiang Shu's arm and pulled out, with a little pleading in her tone: "Let's go home, Jiang Shu..."
**
In the car, Jiang Shu's grip on the steering wheel was ruthless, his knuckles were white, and the speed of the car was soaring. Wen Ning clenched his seat belt in fear, but his heart was pounding, but he didn't have the courage to speak to him to slow down.
The man's face sank all the way, and the car stopped in front of the Yuganwan gate, with no intention of getting off.
He took out a cigarette and lit it, and the smoke made Wen Ning cough twice.
When I was abroad, I was eager to return to China, but when I got to someone, it turned out like this.
His Adam's apple slipped and frowned: "Why go to work?"
As long as he remembered that Wen Ning was being bullied by other men outside, or even just touched, the paranoid possessiveness in his heart began to scream fiercely.
Wen Ning hasn't recovered from the car, her face is pale: "I want to make money too."
Jiang Shu sneered: "That little money is also worth earning. If you show your face, don't go there in the future, just stay at home obediently, and I can't support you?"
However, the little money he didn't like could save grandpa's life.
Wen Ning said nothing.
"Be obedient." He held his last breath.
Wen Ning rarely disagreed with him and shook her head.
Jiang Shu curled his lips coldly, pulled his tie unhappily, got out of the car and slammed the door, leaving her alone in the car.
**
Jiang Mengmeng came out and wanted to knock Jiang Shu again. She smiled sheepishly, "Brother—" Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Jiang Shu's gloomy face, and immediately turned a corner wisely. " I'll go by myself..."
Wen Ning hesitated for a long time before carefully returning to the bedroom.
Jiang Shu held his breath in his heart, took off his coat and sat on the bed, touched a furry thing in his hand, and threw it on the ground at will, frowning unhappily: "What is this?"
Wen Ning hurriedly trotted over to pick up the plush toy, and whispered, "This is what Mengmeng gave me."
Jiang Mengmeng said that her brother didn't go home because she was afraid that she would be lonely, so she gave her a lot of dolls. She had no company since she was a child, and she was afraid of the dark. She never played these things when she was a child. At the head of the bed, when I think of Jiang Shu every night, I hug him, imagining that he is by my side, so I can be less afraid and miss.
Jiang Shu was uncomfortable watching her protect her cub, so she just didn't let him do anything to that bastard, but now she can't bear to lose a baby, she seems to be gentle with everyone, but she doesn't listen to him.
"Throw it out."
The little girl's eyelashes trembled.
"Don't let me see this hairy thing in the room again, or I will throw it out with you."
Wen Ning carefully carried all the plush toys back to the downstairs guest room and hid them. As soon as she went out, Jiang Mengmeng rushed over with a snow-white stray dog, crying loudly, without the usual arrogance of a young lady: " Ningning, sister-in-law! You save it."
"I just stole my brother's car and went out to drive, and this little guy rushed over after driving a few steps. Look at him, there is blood on his hooves."
Wen Ning hurriedly hugged her and was equally nervous: "I bumped into it?"
"No... I hit the brakes..."
Wen Ning checked it: "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin, I'll give it some medicine."
Jiang Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief, then said pitifully, "Sister-in-law, let's keep it..."
Wen Ning's hand on the medicine paused and hesitated a bit: "Your brother doesn't like long hair..."
"I know, but it's so pitiful. If I said that my brother would definitely kill me, or freeze the card, it would be worse than killing me. Sister-in-law, brother loves you, what do you think?"
Wen Ning really didn't know how this little girl came to the conclusion that her brother hurt her.
However, she couldn't bear the eldest lady's soft and hard bubbles, and she herself couldn't bear to watch this little thing continue to wander outside. After taking the medicine, Wen Ning carefully carried the little guy upstairs to ask Jiang Shu's meaning.
But before she got upstairs, she happened to meet the man who came downstairs.
The two looked at each other, Jiang Shu stared at the little thing in her hand, and sneered: "Sincerely want to anger me?"
"It's hurt, so—"
"Want to raise?"
"Um… "
Jiang Shu chuckled: "Okay." He was condescending, approaching step by step, the little puppy seemed to feel threatened, struggled down, and limped to the first floor.
The man pinched the little girl's chin, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "If I calm down Laozi's temper, I will let you take care of him."
The next second, he picked him up, lowered his head to her ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know that when I was wearing the suit just now, I wanted to take this dress off your body | Come… "
The author has something to say: Dog men say dog men are dog men
Jiang Gou: Ning Ning, I have been very good when I have been abroad for so long. I slept alone. You have to compensate me.
Wen Ning: The divorce procedure is going through, Mo cue
I'm sorry, I kowtow to everyone, there are only two or three chapters, and Jiang Gou will usher in his gorgeous mass grave.
Reader: When will Miss Sister get divorced? I asked my brothers to marry you.
President Jiang: Want to die
Xiaodou: Who are your brothers, if they are handsome, how about a useless vase pocket! !
Reader: Sisters, don't praise him! Three suites are also not boasting! It is better to praise the silly dog Mengmeng.
Jiang Mengmeng: Hee hee
President Jiang: All Jiang Mengmeng cards are frozen.