Han Zhan walked out of the conference room, walked around a winding corridor, and returned to his office area.
He opened the office door and walked in, only to see Song Ci playing darts.
Han Zhan walked over quietly, put his arms around Song Ci's body from behind, and put his palm on her abdomen. "When did you come here? Don't call me in advance."
"Brother Long said you were in a meeting, so he didn't bother you." Song Ci threw the dart out, turned around, raised her head and said to Han Zhan, "I'm going to Belgium tomorrow afternoon, I miss you, come and accompany me you."
Han Zhan frowned slightly, looking embarrassed. He said: "Today is the bimonthly international summary meeting, and it cannot be postponed." He also wanted to accompany Song Ci, but the schedules of the heads of each district were very tight and could not be changed casually.
Song Ci said understandingly: "It's okay, we'll talk after you finish the meeting."
"Okay." Han Zhan felt that everyone from Song Ci had come, and it was a pity for her to stay alone in the office.
After thinking about it, Han Zhan said, "Why don't you go to my conference room to play?"
"Ah?" Song Ci asked him, "What are you playing? See how handsome you are in a meeting?"
Han Zhan: "You can play with your Nuan Nuan while admiring my appearance at work."
"You are so beautiful!"
Song Ci shook the goose bumps on her body and urged Han Zhan to go to work, "Go to work quickly and buy me a bag."
"No rush." Han Zhan pulled Song Ci to sit on the sofa, and he let Song Ci sit on his lap.
Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's big belly with a pair of long arms. He showed a tired face and sighed, "I'm a little tired."
Song Ci raised her eyebrows, "Then rest?"
Han Zhan shook his head: "No, I need you to give me a breath of immortality."
Song Ci immediately understood what Han Zhan meant. She held Han Zhan's cheek, put her lips together, and kissed him. "Is it okay?"
Han Zhan shook his head, "Not enough."
He pressed the back of Song Ci's head, tasting the softness.
The kiss was very deep and lasted for a long time. Han Zhan conquered cities all the way, and Song Ci almost suffocated under his offensive.
She ruthlessly pushed Han Zhan away, leaned her chin on Han Zhan's shoulder, and said out of breath, "No, half of my life is gone."
Han Zhan thought it was funny, "Is this the only skill?"
Song Ci glared at him, then moved his body maliciously, and now it was Han Zhan's turn to tense up.
"Don't move." His voice became eager.
Song Ci then stood up from his lap.
She smiled and said, "The toilet is over there, do you want to go there?"
Han Zhan did not speak, but stared straight at Song Ci's hands.
Song Ci: "."
She felt bad and raised her crooked eyebrows, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"
Han Zhan gave a strong hint: "Your hands are so beautiful, besides stroking the violin, you can also touch other things." He grabbed Song Ci's hand, pulled her back, and played with her one by one. finger.
Such a beautiful hand, thin and soft, must be very comfortable.
Song Ci's words sounded familiar. She asked Han Zhan, "Have you ever said that to me?"
"Have you?" Han Zhan himself felt that the words were familiar, but he couldn't remember when he said them.
He raised his head and saw a sly gleam in Song Ci's eyes. Realizing that Song Ci was diverting his attention, Han Zhan patted her on the waist, "Don't change the subject."
Seeing that the method didn't work, Song Ci thought of other ways to shirk.
She glanced at the door of the office and asked, "Will someone suddenly break in if the door is not locked?"
The next moment, Han Zhan said, "Close the door lock." Then Song Ci saw a red light flashing on the office door, and then a smart female voice said, "Mr. Han, the door lock is closed."
Song Ci thought she had traveled to a sci-fi movie scene, so she raised her eyebrows and asked Han Zhan, "High technology? What is this?"
"The smart brain sent by Jiang Zhen is quite expensive. It hasn't been listed yet, and it shouldn't be cheap after it goes on the market."
Zeus International and F International are currently cooperating closely. Jiang Zhen not only wanted to strengthen the cooperation with Zeus International, but also wanted to please Han Zhan, his little cousin, so he gave Han Zhan a copy of their company's unlisted brain.
"No wonder."
Han Zhan urged Song Ci: "Hurry up."
Song Ci glanced back at the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her again, and said, "I don't think today is the day. If someone stood on the other side of the river with a telescope, wouldn't they see us all?"
Song Ci approached him and deliberately teased Han Zhan: "You don't want to see the boss of Zeus International and the proprietress's wife get trending on Weibo because of this, right?"
Song Ci was about to get up when Han Zhan said again: "Turn on the covert mode."
In just a few seconds, the light in the room dimmed. Song Ci looked back in surprise, only to find that the floor-to-ceiling windows were blocked by a layer of black curtains.
That brain came out to brush up the sense of presence again, "Mr. Han, the stealth mode has been turned on."
Han Zhan showed Song Ci a triumphant smile. He pressed Song Ci's hand and hinted, "Now there is no need to worry about the future."
Song Ci: Mistake.
Bei Zhan smoked and drank coffee in the leisure area, and played for forty minutes before receiving a text message from Han Zhan asking him to go to a meeting.
He stared at this text message, feeling very curious in his heart, what has Mr. Han been doing for the past 40 minutes
Holding a cup of coffee, Bei Zhan returned to the conference room with Li Li, only to find a beautiful woman sitting on the lower chair in the conference room.
"Hey, Song Meiren?" Bei Zhan stood behind his seat and asked Song Ci, "Is Song Meiren here to supervise the work?"
Li Li didn't speak, just nodded to Song Ci, then pulled out the chair and sat down.
Song Ci and Han Zhan were messing around in the office just now, and after washing their hands, they were still a little cold at the moment.
She stared at her fingertips, blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "I won't oversee the work, but stay with my husband."
Han Zhan was pleased by this husband, he raised his head and glanced at Song Ci with a smile in his eyes.
"You abuse me!" He is also married, why does he still eat other people's dog food
Han Zhan: "Can you imitate Li Li and be quiet?"
Bei Zhan looked at Song Ci, then at Han Zhan, before he sat down filled with righteous indignation.
Song Ci looked at Li Li, Li Li was affected by the divorce, he probably didn't have a good rest last night, and his dark circles were very heavy.
He sat there quietly, motionless, if it wasn't for the occasional blink of his eyes, Song Ci would have thought he was a mummy.
The meeting room fell silent, and Han Zhan said to Cindy, "We can connect now."
"OK."
Cindy started to connect with the heads of various divisions.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour before ending.
After the end, Han Zhan returned to the office, first processed the two urgent documents, and then put the remaining documents into the briefcase.
He led Song Ci to get off work together. When passing by the secretary's office, Han Zhan stopped and said to the secretary in charge of his itinerary, "Tomorrow I will rest. If you have urgent matters, you can contact Mr. Bei or Mr. Li."
"Good Mr. Han."
When they arrived at the underground garage, Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "What do you want to eat?"
Song Ci said: "I want to go back to our small room tonight, let's cook for ourselves."
The small house refers to the duplex building where Han Zhan and Song Ci first lived. "Okay. Then I'll let Long Yu pick up the children?"
"No need, I have to go back to pack my luggage tomorrow morning, go back tomorrow morning, have lunch with them before flying to Belgium."
"good."
Like when they first got married, the two drove to the supermarket, bought ingredients and went home to cook for themselves.
They haven't been back to this residence for a long time, and the security guard has changed at some point.
What Han Zhan drove today was not the previous Volvo, but the Aoyu 2 independently developed by his company. This car has not been registered in the community yet.
At the gate of the community, the access control pole stopped Han Zhan and the others outside. The security guard came over, saw two unfamiliar faces, and subconsciously asked: "Hi, are you visiting relatives? I need to call your relatives to let them go."
Han Zhan and Song Ci looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.
The security guard was baffled and looked at Han Zhan and Song Ci as if he was watching a psychopath.
What's so funny about that.
Han Zhan took out his ID card, handed it to the security guard, and said, "I am the owner, I rarely come back, and this car is not registered."
The security guard took the ID card with both hands and checked it. After confirming that it was correct, he helped Han Zhan register his car and let them go.
The home is cleaned all the time and is ready to live in anytime.
Han Zhan was holding a suitcase in his left hand, and there were shopping bags from the supermarket on it. Song Ci carried the piano box on her right shoulder, held Han Zhan's right hand with her left hand, and entered the house with him.
After entering the house, after changing his shoes, Han Zhan went to the kitchen to cook. Song Ci wanted to help him, but was kicked out by Han Zhan, "Don't help, don't fall."
Ever since Su Beibei fell in the kitchen, Han Zhan had also learned a lesson and would not let Song Ci into the kitchen easily.
Han Zhan is going to be a beer duck, so he won't be able to eat dinner for a while.
Song Ci ate a few cherry tomatoes, opened the piano case, and played a song while standing in front of the French window. Hearing the familiar tune, Han Zhan came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife and looked at her quietly.
After Song Ci finished playing a piece, Han Zhan said, "I know this piece."
Song Ci turned around holding the piano, staring at the knife in his hand. She looked away and asked Han Zhan, "What's your name?"
"Zhan." Han Zhan said the name of this piece of music accurately. He clearly remembered that this piece of music was improvised by Song Ci at the Opera House during her honeymoon in Sydney. The inspiration came from her love for him .
Although Han Zhan is a sound idiot, he still remembers the tune of this piece and can hum it completely. Of course, he thought he was humming very nicely, but he was still out of tune.
Song Ci nodded, "That's right."
Thinking that Han Zhan could only sing the national anthem and the song "Just Like You", Song Ci suggested: "I'll play it, and you will sing "Just Like You", okay?"
Han Zhan nodded, "Okay, you play the tune, and I will cut the meat."
Song Ci: "."
The romantic atmosphere was completely destroyed by Han Zhan's words.
Song Ci walked to the dining room and fixed the violin between her shoulders and chin. She stared at Han Zhan for a moment, then raised the strings of the violin and played "Just Like You".
When Song Ci was playing the piano, her entire aura changed.
When playing the violin, she is the queen of music.
Hearing the sound of the piano, Han Zhan hummed twice, and then sang in a low voice. "Whoever pats me on the shoulder when I need it the most, who is willing to share with me when I am the happiest, the days are so long, I am by your side."
After playing, Song Ci put down her violin and was about to watch TV. At this moment, she heard Han Zhan in the kitchen humming the national anthem again.
Song Ci stopped again, picked up the bow, and continued to accompany him.
After Han Zhan sang two songs, he felt that his soul had been sublimated, and he felt that he could make his debut and hold a concert at any time.
He poured the blanched duck meat into the pot and kept stirring it, humming a tune with a different tune while frying. As handsome as the cooking action is, the humming song is as ugly.
Song Ci stood in the living room holding the violin, looking at him with great interest.
When Han Zhan was cooking, he habitually rolled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt, revealing two strong forearms. Sitting in the office all year round, the suit covered his muscular body, which made his skin pale.
Although she is white, she is not feminine, and her thin muscles are full of strength.
Han Zhan is tall and has long legs, narrow waist and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and suit pants, which complement his figure perfectly, even his buttocks are sticky.
Song Ci stared at Han Zhan's buttocks for a while, and said with emotion: "Old man, raise your ass."
The duck meat in the pot was sizzling and oil was splashing. Han Zhan didn't hear what Song Ci was saying, so he asked without raising his head, "What are you mumbling about?"
Song Ci said without changing his face: "I praise you for your good figure. You have broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs. You are handsome, sweet, and good at work."
Han Zhan repeated the words silently in his heart, then looked up at her, and praised, "It's quite rhyming."
"You think it rhymes."
(end of this chapter)