Han Zhan, who listened carefully to his subordinates' annual work summary, did not notice the episode outside the window at all.
At this time, it happened to be Zhu Kiss's turn to report on this year's work. After finishing her work summary, she was about to elaborate on her work plan for next year when she looked up and saw the helicopter outside the window.
Zhu Ki stared at the helicopter, and after seeing clearly the contents of the note under the helicopter, she suddenly lost her voice.
Han Zhan, who was listening intently to the employee's speech, found that Zhu Kiss suddenly lost his voice while speaking. He frowned slightly and asked, "Huh? What's wrong?"
Zhu kiss pointed out the window.
Li Li also said, "Mr. Han, look outside."
Han Zhan looked in the direction Zhu Ki pointed at.
Seeing the helicopter for the first time, Han Zhan subconsciously said, "Where is the security? Who allows people to play remote control helicopters here? I don't know that this is a company." As he spoke, Han Zhan saw clearly the content on the note .
[Brother Han Zhan, I love you! Comparing!]
It was rare for Han Zhan to blush, and he was suffocated to death before he finished speaking. In this company, even if a girl likes Han Zhan, she dare not confess.
The only one who dares to do such shameless and shameless things is the porcelain treasure in his family.
My boss's wife wants to play helicopters in front of the company, of course it is allowed.
Seeing that Han Zhan stopped talking suddenly, Li Li, who loves to join in the fun, asked, "Mr. Han? I'll let the security go and drive that ignorant person away!" As a capable subordinate, Li Li is very Active.
Under the gazes of everyone who couldn't help laughing, Han Zhan stretched out his hand, shook it, and said, "My wife is a quarrelsome person, and everyone laughed."
Li Li burst out laughing, his lips pursed, and he cursed silently: "Double-standard dog!"
At this time, another helicopter staggered up. There is also a balloon tied to this helicopter, and on the note under the balloon, what is written is—
[Han Zhan, Xiaocici loves you forever, okay!]
Han Zhan blushed even more. He subconsciously unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of warm tea.
He's getting old and can't stand this kind of romantic excitement.
Both happy and shy in my heart.
Li Li, Bei Zhan and the others looked at the helicopters with great interest, wondering what kind of tricks Song Ci was going to play.
The third and fourth helicopters flew up one after another, and they lined up. The nose of the plane pointed at the office where Han Zhan and the others were located. All the helicopters suddenly changed their positions, shook their bodies, and organized into a heart shape.
Han Zhan's heart seemed to have been shot by an arrow.
He got up suddenly and said: "Sitting for hours, everyone is tired, so go out to rest for a while, and continue in the afternoon."
Everyone: "."
Why didn't I see you before and said you were tired
Li Li still wanted to stay and watch tricks, so he said, "Mr. Han, I'm not thirsty."
Han Zhan glanced coldly at the knife and said, "No, you are very thirsty."
Bei Zhan hurriedly dragged away Li Li who wanted to join in the fun.
After everyone had left, Han Zhan got up and walked to the window, staring at the square below.
On the edge of the flower bed in the square, Song Ci was wearing a sportswear and a peaked cap, squatting on the seat of the flower bed, holding a remote control plane in her hand, and was concentrating on controlling the helicopter to pose.
Beside her, there were also five teenagers holding remote controls, and A Rang was also there. Ah Rang squatted beside Song Ci, biting a lollipop in his mouth, and reluctantly helped Song Ci control the remote control plane.
"I'm not saying that your routine is outdated long ago. As early as ten years ago, Orianna played these tricks in order to pursue Ye Chen."
Song Ci curled her lips, "She chases hers, I play mine."
A Rang snorted coldly, "I don't like this kind of thing. If any girl wants to chase me, I don't need a dozen sports cars to give me the whole heart shape. I will be indifferent."
Song Ci sneered, and she ran against A Rang: "So you are single until now. You know, if you want to stay in China, go back ten or twenty years, if you are in your thirties and don't have a wife, you are an old bachelor .”
A Rang patted his butt, "It's okay, I have money, and money is the most loyal and considerate wife." With money, he can buy warmth and happiness.
Song Ci added: "Men who are obsessed with money can't even find a girlfriend." How many women are living frugally nowadays
A Rang was too lazy to talk to Song Ci.
All the helicopters were withdrawn, and Arang stretched out his hand to Song Ci.
Song Ci asked, "What are you doing?"
A Rang: "What about the hard work?"
Song Ci reluctantly handed over the money, while accusing A Rang: "You live in my house and eat at my house, and ask you to help me with some errands and ask me for money. You really can't find a wife like this."
A Rang: "Give me the money!"
Song Ci took out two hundred from her bag and threw it into A Rang's palm.
Ah Rang got the money, turned around and left.
After entering the company, he turned a corner and went into the toilet. Opening the pocket behind his buttocks, Ah Rang folded the cash and put it in the small pocket, then opened the small financial management software, and recorded the two hundred yuan harvest today.
After finishing all this, Arang went upstairs.
In the elevator, he met Han Zhan who was going downstairs.
Han Zhan stared at A Rang's butt, and said, "Are you asking your sister-in-law for money again?"
A Rang leaned on the elevator, he said: "Song Ci is not short of that little money."
"Call sister-in-law."
"Song porcelain."
Han Zhan's eyebrows jumped wildly, "There are no rules!"
Ah Rang pulled Han Zhan out of the elevator, walked in by himself, and closed the door.
Han Zhan walked out of the company building quickly, and saw Song Ci scanning the QR code to pay for those remote-controlled teenagers. It seems that these are the people she borrowed from the club. After Song Ci finished paying, Han Zhan went behind her.
Han Zhan covered Song Ci's eyes.
Song Ci immediately smelled Han Zhan's neutral woody fragrance.
Recognizing that it was Han Zhan, Song Ci felt relieved and began to act, "Help, someone is robbing the big girl Huang Hua, help me! Help me!"
Han Zhan leaned close to Song Ci's ear, lowered his voice, and threatened her: "If you want to live, don't scream!"
Song Ci pretended to be afraid, his heart was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Dalang, don't hurt me, Mr. Dalang. I have no money on me, and I am not good-looking. I only have this two-fold sincerity all over me. Before counting, do you want it? If you want it, I'll give it to you."
Han Zhan was successfully amused by Song Ci. He let go of his hand, walked around in front of Song Ci, looked down at her, and pretended to be angry and said, "It turns out that what you gave me before was all hypocrisy."
After poking Song Ci's heart, Han Zhan asked, "You keep this heart, who are you going to give it to?"
Song Ci squeezed Han Zhan's hand, "Who do I want to give it to, you don't know?"
Han Zhan's expression became serious. He stared at Song Ci's eyes full of nostalgia and anxiety. Knowing that Song Ci found the company, he wanted to get along with him more, and he couldn't bear him, so his heart softened.
"Come up with me, and I'll take you to play after the summary meeting is over."
"good."
Han Zhan took Song Ci to the canteen for dinner.
Song Ci had eaten at the old company's restaurant before, but after moving from Zeus International to Yulong Building, Song Ci never ate at the canteen of Han Zhan's company.
Han Zhan took Song Ci to eat Chinese food.
It's been cold recently, and Song Ci's body has grown a few catties. She restrained herself and only ate half of the bowl of rice, then put down the bowl. As always, Han Zhan added some more food to her bowl.
"If you don't eat rice, you can eat more vegetables. In short, you can't go hungry."
Song Ci secretly touched the flesh around his waist.
When she was standing, she was in very good shape. But as soon as he sat down, there was a small circle of meat around his waist. Song Ci was a little unhappy, and muttered: "It's you every time, always adding food to my bowl, and I've gained several catties."
Han Zhan also laughed, "Hungry is bad for the body, especially the stomach. It is important to be beautiful, but health is more important."
Song Ci didn't refute anymore.
Anything that involves her health, Han Zhan will never regress.
Song Ci could only finish the food in pain and joy.
After eating, Song Ci followed Han Zhan back to the office. Song Ci walked around a few times and exercised in the fitness room of the office for half an hour. After sweating, she went to take a shower.
After taking a shower, she came out wearing Han Zhan's shirt and suit trousers. Han Zhan's suit trousers were very long, and Song Ci also had long legs, but they were much shorter than Han Zhan's legs.
Song Ci walked to the bed comically, holding up her trouser legs. She said to Han Zhan on the bed, "Your trousers are too long, you always step on your feet."
Han Zhan was resting on the pillow with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he quickly stretched out his left arm and pulled Song Ci into his arms. Imprisoning Song Ci, Han Zhan said, "Since it's grown, don't wear it."
What Song Ci was waiting for was this sentence, "Since you won't let me wear it, then I won't wear it." Song Ci's tone sounded a bit reluctant, but the speed with which she took off her trousers was surprising.
Song Ci seldom came to the company. Han Zhan fantasized more than once that he would do whatever he wanted to her on this bed. Han Zhan even prepared things, but there was no use for them.
Finally, the fantasy came true, Han Zhan was somewhat excited, and rarely lost his self-control.
When it was over, it was almost time for work.
Song Ci lay softly on the bed, covered her face with the quilt, and said, "I want to sleep."
But Han Zhan said, "I'll take you to take a shower first." Holding Song Ci to the shower room for a brief shower, Han Zhan put Song Ci on his clean shirt and put Song Ci back on the bed.
Song Ci soon fell asleep, Han Zhan waited for her to fall asleep, then got dressed, walked out of the office, and said to the chief special assistant: "Look out, no one is allowed in."
The special assistant was like a mirror in his heart, knowing that Mr. Han's baby was resting inside, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Han, no one will go in."
"Um."
Song Ci was woken up by Han Zhan.
When she opened her eyes, Han Zhan's head was against her face, rubbing vigorously against her neck. "It's time to get up, Porcelain."
Song Ci hugged Han Zhan's head and asked him, "What time is it?" The sun outside the window had already run towards the west.
Han Zhan: "It's half past four."
Song Ci slept for two hours.
Song Ci hurriedly pushed Han Zhan away and got up. The previous clothes had been sent for dry cleaning, and the assistant had already delivered the brand new clothes.
Han Zhan asked his assistant to buy the clothes according to Song Ci's dressing style, and the size and length were all suitable. Song Ci straightened her hair and put on her makeup briefly before leaving get off work with Han Zhan.
The two are going on a date.
Han Zhan was about to go to the garage, but Song Ci grabbed his arm, "Let's go, Han Zhan, how long has it been since you walked with me?"
Han Zhan nodded, "Then walk."
The two walked out of Yulong Building, crossed the bridge, and came to the shore.
Today is Christmas, there are more people on the street, and the atmosphere is different. On the streets, you can decorate exquisite Christmas trees everywhere, as well as cheerful Christmas songs.
Song Ci approached a jewelry store and bought two red scarves. She put one of them around for Han Zhan and the other for herself.
Han Zhan was wearing a black suit with a blue windbreaker to keep out the cold, and Song Ci put on a red scarf, which didn't go well with him. Fortunately, Han Zhan looks good, but he can manage such a look.
Song Ci was wearing a khaki windbreaker and black trousers, which went well with the red scarf. Red will make Song porcelain more white and moving.
Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's dripping tenderness, and said in a low voice, "I always feel guilty that I kidnapped and sold my neighbor's little sister."
Song Ci suppressed a smile, "You do have self-knowledge."
Han Zhan held her hand with his right hand.
Song Ci said, "The gloves are quite cold, hold me with your left hand."
Leather gloves are indeed a bit cold in winter.
After thinking about it, Han Zhan simply took off his gloves. His broken finger was fitted with a fake finger, which has a very metallic texture. It is the kind of look that others can tell that his hand is disabled at a glance, but they don't think it is ugly.
Han Zhan held Song Ci directly with his right hand.
The touch of those two metal fingers was transmitted to Song Ci's heart through the palm of his hand. Song Ci hesitated and asked Han Zhan: "Han Zhan, do you care what other people think? If you do, then wear gloves." Everyone loves beauty, and Han Zhan also loves beauty.
Han Zhan said: "At the beginning, I really cared about it, and I gave up on myself because of it. Later, I realized that wearing gloves is also to avoid unnecessary troubles and sympathetic eyes."
"But now." Han Zhan smiled and said domineeringly, "I have money, status, a wife and children, no one's sympathetic eyes can hurt me."
Han Zhan is actually not afraid of other people's sympathy and pity, he is even more afraid that Song Ci will look at him with that look.
So on the day of receiving the marriage certificate, when Song Ci boldly asked him to put the ring on her with his right hand, Han Zhan had the feeling that Song Ci regarded him as a normal person.
It was the first time that he mustered up the courage to take off his gloves in front of others and look directly at his own incompleteness.
In Song Ci's eyes, Han Zhan was not a poor guy with a handicap.
Hearing what Han Zhan said, Song Ci was relieved.
Song Ci actually didn't care about Han Zhan's disability. She went out holding hands with Han Zhan, and she was not afraid of being found out that her husband had a handicap. She thinks that Han Zhan is very good, he is good everywhere.
After walking for a while, Han Zhan suddenly met a little girl who sold flowers. The girl handed the flowers to Han Zhan and said with a sweet smile, "I hope Mr. and Miss will be as strong as gold, and last forever!"
Today is not Valentine's Day, but roses are also selling well.
When the flower girl said a few nice words, some fools would pay for flowers, even Han Zhan was no exception. Han Zhan was about to pay with his mobile phone when he heard the flower girl say, "This is for you, big brother." The little girl ran away with the flower basket.
Hearing the big brother, Han Zhan felt light in his heart, as if he was several years younger all of a sudden.
It is worthwhile for him to apply a mask four times a week!
Han Zhan gave the roses to Song Ci, but Song Ci said, "Take it for you."
Han Zhan frowned, took flowers in his left hand, and Song Ci in his right, and continued walking towards the Shenxiang restaurant. After walking for a while, Han Zhan met another flower seller, this time a young man.
The young man picked the most beautiful rose and bent down to give it to Han Zhan, "Brother, I wish you and Miss sister a lifetime of love and love!"
Before Han Zhan could reach for his wallet, the child ran away.
Han Zhan felt that something was wrong.
After walking a little further, he met another little girl who was stuffed with a flower. After walking for more than a hundred meters, I met a flower seller again.
Later, Han Zhan couldn't hold the flower with one hand, so he could only let go of Song Ci and hold it with both hands.
He counted silently in his heart, and he had already received forty-nine flowers. Han Zhan, an old man, holding a large bouquet of delicate roses, attracted many people's attention when he walked into the Shenxiang restaurant with Song Ci.
Anyone who can dine in the Shenxiang restaurant is from the upper class. Han Zhan is the new richest man in Wangdongcheng. Who doesn't know him
Being stared at by those familiar and unfamiliar friends, Han Zhan felt ashamed in his heart.
Song Ci went to their seats and sat down. Han Zhan had too many roses to sit down. Song Ci got up again and took the initiative to open the chair for Han Zhan.
"Han Zhan, sit down."
Han Zhan sat down and hugged the flowers, a little dazed.
He had already guessed that these roses were not given to him by warm strangers, but those arranged by Song Ci.
In the vase on the dining table, there are two blooming roses.
Han Zhan noticed that there was only one rose on other people's tables.
Song Ci didn't sit down, she bent down and took a bright red rose from the vase with her delicate hands. Song Ci put the rose in the bouquet of roses in Han Zhan's arms.
Her rose is the most beautiful and charming.
Han Zhan heard Song Ci say: "Big brother, I wish you peace and longevity. This time you go to the moon, you must come back on time and healthy. Song Ci is waiting for you on the earth."
Han Zhan saw that Song Ci's eyes were red, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Satisfied, yet sad.
"Song Porcelain."
"Hush!" Song Ci put her finger up in front of her lips, signaling Han Zhan to shut up.
Han Zhan closed his mouth, remained silent, and looked at his little wife quietly.
Song Ci stared at Han Zhan and Rose, and she said: "Han Zhan, it is Christmas in 2023. Song Ci sent you 50 roses on the earth. And you, you gave me nothing, so Han Zhan, you Owe me 50 roses."
Han Zhan frowned slightly, "Then, what kind of gift should I give in return?"
Song Ci said: "I want you to give me a rose every Christmas every year. From 2024 until 2074, before you are 85 years old, you must give me a rose every Christmas." Roses." After the age of 85, you may have burped.
Han Zhan was so moved that his rare eye sockets became hot.
He glanced at the sky, held back his tears, and said, "Okay, I promise you."
The people at the tables who were close to each other felt baffled when they heard the conversation between Song Ci and Han Zhan.
There is a young lady and a young master who are dating, and secretly recorded the conversation between the two. After eating and walking out of the Shenxiang restaurant, the girl eagerly opened Wangdongcheng's forum and posted a post.
—[Solution, what is the meaning of the conversation between the richest man and the first lady?]
I am a guest in my dream: [I ran into the richest man and the famous lady who came to dine at the Shenxiang restaurant today. To be honest, the richest man is more charming than the magazine. The famous lady is worthy of being the number one lady, she is a real rich woman. well, let's get back to business.]
[Today in the restaurant, the famous lady gave Mr. the richest man a large bouquet of roses, which seemed to be fifty. The dialogue between the famous lady and the richest man is romantic and strange. Let's analyze and analyze, what does the famous lady mean by these words?]
In the post, Menglishenshike recorded every conversation between Han Zhan and Song Ci.
After publishing their conversation, Meng Li Shi Ke hopes that someone can give them some answers.
Song Ci has always been a popular person on the forum, and any post related to her can always quickly attract the attention of a large number of users.
Seeing the new posts, forum users poured in, some said they were not clear, some said it was a romance between the richest man and the famous lady.
It wasn't until a person named Queen Beibei showed up that she left a message for everyone—
Queen Bebe: [I guess so. Zeus Air Tourism, a subsidiary of Mr. Richest Company, is expected to officially open on Qixi Festival next year. It is said that after Valentine’s Day next year, it will accept reservations from customers around the world.]
[And on New Year's Day, the richest man will take a Zeus spacecraft in person to start a round-the-moon air travel. This is the first test flight of Zeus International after many years. It is also a bold journey. I don’t know how many local tyrants in the world are watching.]
[In order to reassure customers, Mr. Rich must personally test the aircraft to ensure that their Zeus spacecraft is safe, their technicians are qualified, and their tourism projects are attractive.]
[To sum up, you can probably understand the true meaning of the above dialogue. Tsk tsk tsk, the relationship between the famous lady and the richest man is really good.]
After seeing Queen Beibei's analysis, forum users were all enlightened.
Floor 109: [This pair of cp is locked up for me! What kind of fairy love is this!]
Floor 110: [The famous lady sent flowers to the rich man, and asked the rich man to give her a rose every year for the next 50 years. This is telling the rich man that he must return safely and grow old with her. ! Really, the blood tank is almost empty, sisters, whoever tells me in the future that the love between the richest man and the famous lady is fake, I will be anxious to him!]
Floor 112: [These two must torture each other until they grow old!]
Floor 114: [I thought Valentine's Day was the saddest day for me as a single dog. Unexpectedly, I didn't forget to give me a critical blow at Christmas!]
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was New Year's Day.
On this day, early in the morning, Han Zhan had breakfast with his family and rested at home. On this day, Han Zhan took the children to the back mountain to ride the Ferris wheel, play with bumper cars, and teach the children how to swim in the heated swimming pool.
At noon, Song Feiyanjiang and Han Wangwang all came to the manor, and the whole family had a friendly lunch. During the dinner, talking and laughing, everyone was very happy.
After eating, Han Zhan went upstairs to take a shower and was ready to go to the spaceship research and development base.
He changed his clothes, and when he came down the stairs, he met Song Fei. Song Fei sat down on the steps at the corner of the stairs, holding a pinball in her hand, and slapped it over and over again.
Han Zhan looked at Song Fei's back and called out, "Sister Fei."
Song Fei turned her head and stared at Han Zhan.
"Han Zhan, I don't allow you to bully my sister." She said with deep eyes, "So, you must come back!"
Han Zhan nodded vigorously before saying, "I will return safely."
From then on, every Christmas, Han Zhan would give Song Ci a rose. Even though he was old and his spirit was a little unclear, he always remembered that he wanted to send flowers to a certain guy.
(end of this chapter)