Shen Yuchen closed the folder with a headache, rubbed the center of his brows, and didn't have time to take a few sips of the ginseng tea in his hand when it was cold.
He got up and flexed his wrist and waist, and looked at the time on his watch, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. He even missed lunch. He has been busy since entering the office until now.
The assistant reminded him once at noon, but he ignored it. But there are still two and a half hours before the staff canteen downstairs opens.
His stomach was empty.
Shen Yuchen suddenly remembered that after the high-level meeting was held one day, several subordinates seemed to mention that there was a private restaurant nearby that tasted good. Although the price is on the high side, the taste of the food is definitely worth the price, but the delivery fee is also surprisingly high.
This is near the financial center, and that private restaurant should have takeaways. Since it is a petty bourgeoisie, the delivery fee is at most expensive. But as long as it can be delivered, money is not a problem.
When Shen Yuchen was about to pick up his phone, a phone call came.
It's Yuanyuan.
He cleared his throat and connected the phone, "My wife? What's the matter?"
The person on the other end of the phone didn't speak, only the sound of breathing was vague. He asked again: "What's wrong with Yuanyuan? I'm so hungry now, I was too busy at noon and didn't eat."
While talking, Shen Yuchen asked his subordinates for the phone number of that good private restaurant in the green bubble.
"Did you forget to eat lunch again?" Su Yuanyuan's dissatisfied voice came easily from the Bluetooth.
He smiled wryly and said, "I'm dizzy from being busy. I'm only free now. I guess I'll be busy later. I'm going to order a takeaway from a private kitchen."
"you-"
Shen Yuchen seemed to hear what his wife wanted to say, but after hesitating, he stopped.
Finally, she took a deep breath, "Aunt Song cooked too much for lunch, and there is still food left, I'll heat it up and send it to you."
This suggestion fell right into Shen Yuchen's hands, and he wanted to refuse but said politely, "This... is so inconvenient, I have to trouble you to bring it here."
Su Yuanyuan snorted nonchalantly, "Your stomach is not good. It was recuperated with great difficulty before, and now the three meals are not fixed. Do you want something wrong with your stomach?"
"Okay then, I'll wait for you to come over." Shen Yuchen complied smoothly, subconsciously thinking of Yuanyuan's moist, red and swollen lips that he pressed against the porch before going to work in the morning.
Maybe... go a little deeper.
Food is also "food".
Su Yuanyuan hung up the phone, and then took another look at the poor pink clothes with little fabric on the table.
That bastard Shen Yuchen actually...
She called aggressively just to confirm this matter with someone, but when she heard her husband's voice after the call was connected, she couldn't hold back a word.
His ears were astonishingly hot, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't utter the words after brewing several times.
This kind of thing! How about talking on the phone.
Su Yuanyuan decided to confront Shen Yuchen face-to-face by delivering food, and see what excuses that guy can come up with.
Randomly ball up that ball of laundry and put it back in the drawer.
But the shame in my heart is shame, but Yu Chen didn't eat at noon, and during the time she was away, he didn't know if he had three meals on time, what if the stomach problem broke out again.
Su Yuanyuan took the thermos and drove to the underground parking lot of Shen Group.
She hadn't been here for several years, and the front desk and security guards had changed people, not the same group she was familiar with back then.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The front desk suddenly saw a strange young woman coming out of the small gate of the parking lot, stood up and smiled professionally.
"Well... I'm here to look for..." Su Yuanyuan tightened and loosened her fingers holding the thermos bag, she suddenly didn't know what to say, did she just say that she came to look for your chairman
She should have received strange looks, Su Yuanyuan paused for a while, and decided to tell the truth, so as to save some troubles in the future.
"Yes, I have an appointment, I'm here to find-"
"Yuanyuan."
Suddenly, a low, slightly smiling voice came from behind her.
The front desk reacted faster than her. I didn't expect that the big boss would suddenly come down from the top during office hours, turned to Shen Yuchen and called out respectfully, "Mr. Shen."
Shen Yuchen nodded, and took a few steps forward to take what was in his wife's hand.
"Why did you come so fast? I was thinking of coming down early to wait for you, but you have already come."
Su Yuanyuan said coquettishly: "Who said that I didn't have lunch at noon, and made me rush over here in a hurry."
"Yuanyuan, please enter the information. Next time you come here, you can directly pass the electronic barrier at the door, and then take the high-rise elevator to come up."
Shen Yuchen turned his head and said, "Xiao Xie, please take my wife for fingerprint and face recognition."
Xiao Xie seemed to be taken aback for a moment. Thanks to her good professionalism, she quickly came to her senses. She nodded and said, "Okay, please come here with me, Madam Shen."
After finishing the fingerprint recognition and the elevator's facial infrared recognition, she followed Yu Chen to the elevator.
Su Yuanyuan looked down at the black boots on her feet. She hadn't worn such high-heeled shoes for a long time, and her ankles felt a little tired after stepping on them for a while.
Shen Yuchen seemed to have noticed the unbearable discomfort on his wife's face, "What's wrong?"
She hooked her fingers at Yu Chen, "Come here."
Anyway, there were only the two of them in the elevator, and there was no one else. Su Yuanyuan didn't care about face issues anymore, and leaned directly on Yu Chen's body.
"Let me lean, the heels are too high."
Shen Yuchen, who was treated as a meat pad, adjusted the angle of his body, trying to make his wife feel more comfortable, "Take it off if you feel uncomfortable, and I will carry you back to the office."
Su Yuanyuan refused without even thinking about it, "No, take it off in your office, and lean on me obediently."
"Yes, Yuanyuan can rely on her as long as she wants." Naturally, Shen Yuchen couldn't refuse his wife's order, and by the way, he reached out to hold his wife's waist.
Hmm... The windbreaker jacket seems to affect the feel.
"Speaking of which, just now the front desk looked at me a little surprised?"
"Today or tomorrow, artists will come to discuss cooperation contracts with our sub-brands. I probably misunderstood that you are an artist who came here." Shen Yuchen said naturally.
"Are you serious?" Su Yuanyuan was inexplicably blown a wave of rainbow farts invisible.
Shen Yuchen asked back: "What did I lie to you for?"
The corners of his mouth could not be restrained from rising, and his mood improved by half. Su Yuanyuan was about to continue talking when suddenly the elevator door opened automatically with a ding.
She lazily stretched her waist, "Is it there yet?"
"Chairman Shen..." Standing outside the door was a young man holding a stack of documents. He adjusted his glasses, looked at the elevator, and the two people stuck together stopped, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.
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