In fact, song Yarong has no culinary talent, but after the last kitchen incident, he has also studied hard. Although he can't compare with the master, the taste has passed the test in the mouth of the picky man.
Having been observing the man's expression, song Yarong couldn't see the impatience and some bad looks on his face. He couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Jin, I'm afraid it's lighting up a new skill."
Like showing off, song Yarong slightly raised her chin and looked at the man opposite with a smile.
Jin Beihan felt that his body blood was boiling slowly, and all of them were rushing down. Although it was not the right time, he still had some impulses to this little woman. He couldn't help sighing about the nature.
Pondered for a few seconds: "will you cook for others in the future?"
"I don't think so. Now Mr. Jin knows that I can cook."
Song Yarong thought about it with a smile. The reason why she wanted to cook was that men often came back late. What she ate outside must not be as delicious as at home, and she was healthy and safe. So she discussed with the cook and learned to eat at the same time.
Song Yarong with a smile on her face, her words also please the man, make him want to go directly to the past, hold the little woman hard kiss again.
After a quick supper, song Yarong felt his stomach and his eyes were a little confused. After drinking some red wine, he was probably drunk, and the wine only played a catalytic role. Song Yarong could not help sighing that he was becoming more and more useless now.
At the beginning, I drank a lot when I caught my uncle.
He licked his lips and looked at the man coming towards him with big eyes. The tall man had a sense of oppression and a strong masculine atmosphere, which made song Yarong want to be close to him, but he was afraid of being completely taken apart.
"Too much?"
It's just a few drinks, and that's it. Jin Beihan's eyes are slightly heavy. It seems that she can't touch any wine in the future, unless she's there.
"No, I'm sober."
With a strained face, song Yalong sat up straight and said that he was very awake now. However, in a few seconds, he spread out on his chair and yawned twice, obviously tired.
The curvature of the man's mouth with some helplessness, picked her up, looked down at her obediently around his neck, small face rubbed against his chest, felt very comfortable, what fire went down in my heart.
It is estimated that on the first day of work, it is normal to accept many new things and be tired.
For the first time, men let her go today.
The next morning, song Yarong woke up naturally, just an hour before going to work. She pinched her nose and felt very comfortable
"Zuomi will take you to work today. Don't be late."
Jin Beihan came out of the bathroom and saw that song Yarong was still stretching. He took a few steps forward and stood by the bed. He got close to her and gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"No, I'd better go myself."
Joking, if you let zuomu send her, won't you be thought more by others?
"Drive faster."
Jin Beihan frowned and handed her clothes.
"But, Mr. Jin, I don't want to be said that I go through the back door, although I do go through the back door."
Song Yarong's face is serious. For a man, it may be nothing, but for a woman, what they say is very hard to hear. What's more, now Song Yarong has no achievements, so he doesn't have enough qualifications to stand beside Jin Beihan.
Most importantly, they have not forgotten that the relationship between Song Yarong and Jin Beihan is not open to the public.
“……”
Jin Beihan didn't know what to say. His eyes narrowed slightly. He just touched her hair and left the bedroom.
Inexplicably feel that some men are not happy, song Yarong some doubts, think about it, or quickly put on clothes.
To the company, wanshanshan they have arrived, song Yarong thought they did not go back, instantly stunned: "sister Wan, you did not go back?"
"We just arrived, too. We don't get enough sleep. It's OK."
Wan Shanshan smiled and looked at them. They took out the mask and began to put on their face. No matter how it was, it seemed like an all night night.
"You'll break down like this."
Song Yarong was a little worried. She didn't sleep enough and felt that she had no spirit all day."There are only two days in a month. We have overtime pay. We can reward ourselves well. Don't worry. It's you. Today, we'll go to find Jin Yingdi with Miss Chen."
Wan Shanshan was a little worried. They saw the scene of Jin Wuyan whispering in Song Yarong's ear yesterday, but they just pretended not to see it.
Anyway, what Jin Wuyan does now is probably to attract Chen Mingming's attention, but it has never been successful. In other words, they all know that Jin Wuyan is a homosexual and likes Chen Mingming.
But the new song Yarong doesn't necessarily know, so they are worried that song Yarong, a girl who just came to work in Jin's group, likes Jin Wuya.
It will be very sad then.
I can't help complaining. Jin Wuyan is also a movie king. Can't he be more stable now that he is a movie king? Is it ridiculous that he can draw Chen Mingming's attention if he is provocative? It's really a terrible crime for the girl who will hurt him at that time.
Song Yarong didn't know what they were thinking. She was a little surprised: "am I with Miss Chen?"
"Yes, Miss Chen is nominated, but also, you need to exercise now. We are going to take part in the competition over there. If you don't follow the exercise, you will have problems and don't know how to deal with it?"
This is the truth. Song Yarong was in the same place for a long time and thought about it seriously. In fact, it's nothing to go there with Chen Mingming, but he always felt that he had a bad premonition.
"Confirm the manuscript for the last time and give it to me."
Chen Mingming's voice rings in the office. Song Yarong looks back and sees Chen Mingming in formal clothes standing behind him. He says hello and takes his manuscript out of his bag and hands it to Chen Mingming.
"You go to the president's office."
Chen Mingming sees song Yarong and thinks of something. He looks up and down, points to the direction where the president's office is, and asks song Yarong to go up.
This just remembered that the man let himself go up that work clothes, then nodded, also didn't ask what, turned and went out.
Wan Shanshan was a little surprised: "what did the president ask song Yarong to do?"
"After all, he's a newcomer, he's number one, and he's more or less a talent. Can't he beat him up?" Chen Mingming gave a smile and said nothing more.