Chapter 107

Zhao Yang is in a good mood and offers to treat Jos to a meal alone. After all, it is Jos who first handed in the application documents for personal assistant, and then president Jing can give her a promotion. So how to say, the first credit is Jos.

Joss also wanted to go to dinner with her, but thinking of the two babies at home, he shook his head again: "the dough and bread must be hungry. I have to go back to feed them?"

Zhao Yang a Leng: "do you have a pet?"

"That's the two cats we picked up. Have you forgotten?"

Zhao Yang's eyes glared: "are you really adopted? You raise two cats by yourself. Can you raise them? Do they have fleas? Do you poop under the bed? "

"You're less disgusting. Our dough and bread are good. We'll go to the cat litter basin by ourselves and take a bath and get regular injections. How can there be fleas? They're domestic cats now, OK, domestic cats!"

"Forget it, you'll have nothing to look for. You'll smell like a cat in the future. I'll see if Jing likes you or not." Zhao Yang looked disgusted.

Joss was speechless, but she muttered that when she smelled like a cat, she didn't believe that Jing could always be clean! You know, bread sticks to him. He must taste heavier than she does.

Thinking of the two cats and the master, Qiao Sixin asked him to be better for no reason. He said goodbye to Zhao Yang and went home.

When I enter the house, it's dark.

When she turned on the light, she saw that two cats were curling up on the carpet, sleeping sweetly. The light was dazzling and woke them up. Bread stretched his waist and opened one eye lazily. When she saw that it was Jos, he yawned, scratched his ears and went to sleep again.

But the dough was much more excited. She turned twice on the ground, stood up shaking, and ran to Jos with short legs, her tail wagging.

Joss reached out to pick it up, held it up in front of him, rubbed its down with the tip of his nose, and intimately asked, "I don't think I have any dough."

She rubbed the dough comfortably, held her face with the soft meat pad in the palm, opened her mouth, and gave a soft and cute voice.

Jos changed his shoes, took it in his arms and sat down on the sofa.

Finally, the bread got up, leaped to the sofa, rubbed his thighs and sat down again.

Joss touched it twice, making the bread rumble.

The cat is really the most lovely little thing in the world. Joss teased the cat for half an hour. After looking at the time, he went to the kitchen to bite the milk, feed the dough, and then start cooking.

Halfway through cooking, the door outside rings.

Jos looked into his head. It was Jing zhehan. He drew back and continued to cook.

The first thing for Jing chihan to go home is to put down his things and then hold the cat.

He held the dough in his hand and sat down on the sofa. When he saw him, he was more enthusiastic than when he saw Jos. With a meow, he sat down on his knee and put his head on his suit pants.

Jing chihan's face was soft. He touched his big head and the small head of the dough, but his eyes turned to the direction of the kitchen.

Inside, joss was still busy. When he came back, she saw him clearly, but didn't say hello.

After a pause, he got up and went to the kitchen door. He just saw Jos wash the rice and put it in the pot.

He said, "I'll go out later. I won't eat at home. I don't have to cook so much."

After a meal, joss looked back at him and put the rice into the pot. "It's all washed, so do more. The rest of the porridge, eat it tomorrow morning."

He was silent for a moment and said, "I'll sleep out tonight and go there in the morning." That is to say, there is no need to prepare his breakfast tomorrow morning.

Jos couldn't tell. Where would he sleep if he didn't go home at night? He also prepared a gift for Lulu before, so, is he going to sleep at Lulu's house?

Thinking of this, joss was baffled.

Her face a board, can't pretend not to care about the pattern: "that even if, I cook bread dough to eat, dough can't always drink milk, also should try to drink porridge."

Her voice was hard, and she was really a little angry. As for what she was angry about, she couldn't say clearly, that is, she was uncomfortable, unhappy and uncomfortable.

Jing chihan stopped talking, put the cat down and turned out of the kitchen.

Half an hour later, he changed his clothes. As soon as he was ready to serve the dishes, he suddenly blurted out: "Mr. Jing, if you don't come back for dinner in the future, can you say in advance that it's a waste to do too much?"

The man is wearing cufflinks, smell speech to see her one eye, pursed lip way: "that hereafter, need not make my meal, you eat by yourself."

Jos was shocked and looked at him.

What's the meaning of this? After that, he won't eat at home?

So he won't go for a walk with her after dinner?

And not going to the movies with her in the evening?

I'm not going to go shopping with her at the weekend?

Not every time she sees a question she doesn't understand in the book, she asks him again?

At the thought of this, Jos's heart felt like it had been tightened and hurt.

Jing chihan frowns at her fragile face and tells himself that he can't be soft hearted. He turns his head and goes out.

"Mr. Jing." She called in the back.

He turned his head, eyes color, still light: "what else?"

She wanted to ask why, but she couldn't say what she said. She just opened her mouth and closed it.

Jing qiehan's eyes and tone were precipitated and helpless: "these are not what you want?"

"I..." she opened her mouth, but she could not speak. She looked pitiful with her head down.

He gathered his eyebrows and resisted the impulse to hold her in his arms. He turned around and went out of the house.

The door snapped shut, and joss stood still, looking at the closed door for a moment.

In the heart is uncomfortable and suffocating, she knows shouldn't, just like Jing Che Han said, isn't this what she wants? However, I still feel uncomfortable, especially in my heart.

The dough seemed to feel the owner's low mood, went to her feet, and rubbed her feet with her head intimately.

Jos bent down, picked her up, sat down in a chair, silent.

The dough stretched out its head and licked its owner's chin.

Joss touched his head, took a deep breath, and then went back to the kitchen. He brought out the dishes one after another, scooped up the rice, and began to eat.

For three days in a row, Jing chihan just came back every night, stayed for less than half an hour and left again.

Jos didn't return, but he didn't open his mouth to keep him.

On the fourth day, the cooperation between Qingtian company, where Xiao Ting works, and Jingshi was formally reached. Qingtian specially arranged a project team to interact with Jingshi. Optimus is so sincere that Jing can't just take a job. In terms of the number of people, it will be too perfunctory.

Jing chihan then delegated power to Jos and asked her to gather seven people to form a project team. She was the team leader.

Knowing that he could not refuse, Jos had to select the seven carefully.

First of all, of course, Zhao Yang, Xia Hao and Zhang Li, who have cooperated with the real estate department once, and then found two people in the planning department and the design department. Seven members, plus joss, eight in all.

Now that the project team has been set up, there will naturally be an exclusive office. During the project period, these people will not be sent out alone. They will not be responsible for anything of the original department, but only care about the case until the end.

The temporary office was finally located in a small conference room on the 13th floor, which was not commonly used. It took two days for people to move all the things they wanted to use, and the case was officially opened.