On Sunday, Zhai Chen set the alarm clock to get up early to make breakfast and let Gao Yusheng sleep more.
Because I was going to Jiuyi to do a project presentation today, Gao Yusheng was busy in front of the computer late last night. Zhai Chen waited and waited on the bed and finally fell asleep, not knowing what time this guy went to bed.
After Gao Yusheng washed up, he sat down at the front table, folded his hands and quietly looked at Zhai Chen who was busy.
Speaking of making breakfast, Mr. Zhai can't make works of art like Mr. Gao's. Just like the usual way of feeding Fang Chuyang and Zhai Mengmeng, he cooked a pot of porridge and two steamed buns, and now he was holding the pot and frying green vegetables with smoke and fire. Mengmeng was still at Fang Chuyang's place, and there were only the two of them at home, so he didn't pay attention to it and only wore an I-shaped vest. The smooth-lined muscles change shape with the scooping motion and look great in the hand.
Zhai Chen is a rough cook who serves the table right out of the pot. There is no such problem as setting the plate. He poured the dish into the plate and turned to put it on the dining table. Seeing the silent Gao Yusheng, he was startled: "Yo, wake up. ."
Gao Yusheng couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful muscles, and when he came back to his senses, his hand had already touched Zhai Chen's arm. The feeling of starting is completely different from the hard muscles of ordinary people. It is very soft and extremely elastic, like some kind of stuffed toy.
"Your muscles are different from ordinary people."
Zhai Chen was quite generous, and went over to touch him directly: "It's fun, I'm also curious about what structure it is."
Gao Yusheng moved his hand from Zhai Chen's waist with great perseverance: "Don't touch others."
"That's for sure, someone found out and sent me to the laboratory for slices." Zhai Chen laughed, raised his hand and rubbed Gao Yusheng's head. He was probably young and energetic. This guy looked at him without the fatigue of staying up late at all. This made Zhai Chen, who was trying to watch the god-given chicken nest, very disappointed, so he simply started to make it.
Although Mr. Gao didn't mean this, but this answer also satisfied him, so he let Zhai Chen mess around and eat breakfast with his hairy head.
Jiuyi Building, top-floor conference room.
On the big weekend, the directors of the company are basically there. It is said that it is a planning seminar, but it is actually an informal board of directors.
This conference room is quite special. The seats are distributed in a stepped manner, and the podium is at the bottom. It looks like a classroom in a university, which is convenient for listening to lectures. The directors were all seated in the front row, while the assistants and juniors sat in the back.
Zhai Chen, wearing a black suit, followed Gao Yusheng into the arena as a temporary assistant. Gao Yusheng was wearing the usual dark blue shirt, no tie or jacket, with empty hands, looking very casual.
And Gao Mudi, who usually wears rivet shoes and ripped pants, is uncharacteristically wearing a suit and tie. I have to say that the genes of the Gao family are still very good. Dressed up like this, the playboy children also look like dogs.
Sitting with Gao Mudi, and Zhu Linna, who had eaten together last time. Miss Zhu's father is a member of the board of directors, and she also has a share in today's project competition. Seeing Gao Yusheng come in, he immediately waved at him slightly.
Gao Yusheng nodded slightly and took Zhai Chen to the other side.
"The beautiful women have greeted you, why don't you sit down?" Zhai Chen poked him with his elbow and whispered.
"Why do you want to sit there?" Gao Yusheng asked blankly.
"Tsk, I don't understand the style," Zhai Chen shook his head solemnly, "Young man, don't you know? You can't get a wife."
"Other people's style has nothing to do with me, I just want my brother." Gao Yusheng said seriously.
Zhai Chen: "... What a mess, it's not next to each other." He can be involved in any way of amorous feelings. Is this child habitually using "brother" in a sentence
Gao Yusheng just looked at him and said nothing.
Zhai Chen flicked his head with his fingers.
"Can I sit here?" Miss Zhu took the initiative to come over to sit next to Gao Yusheng. Gao Yusheng was noncommittal, and she sat down directly, seeing that she was much more familiar than when she was eating last time. "Hey, why haven't I seen your sister?"
Today, let the juniors preach the purpose of the project, and everyone knows it well. The three children of the Gao family will not be absent if they think about it.
However, Father Gao, who was sitting at the front, obviously didn't think so. Gao Zhenze stood up, glanced at the junior behind him, and stepped onto the stage without hesitation: "Since everyone is here, let's start."
The other directors had no opinion either, and the big screen instantly switched the interface to show that the meeting started.
At this moment, the door of the already closed conference room slammed open. Gao Wenzheng, wearing a dark green dress, black gloves and black gauze hat, walked in step by step with a cold face. The slender black cane hit the ground with a crisp "click" sound.
Everyone looked over, and Gao Zhenze on the stage frowned: "The meeting has started, what are you doing here?"
"Sorry, I've been delayed for a while because of the inconvenience of my legs and feet." Gao Wenzheng raised his chin and looked at his father.
"Sit down when you come, don't waste time." An older director said, motioning for Gao Wenzheng to take a seat quickly.