Chapter 527

Ji Yunan narrowed his eyes. He didn't notice before, but now he finds that this woman is like a cat in a group. She is so funny that she can stretch her claws.

He went to the office to take things downstairs, Mu Qinghuan estimate is tired in the car, out of the car standing on the side.

"Get in the car." He went to open the door.

Mu Qinghuan looked up and saw his jaw Red: "Yu Nan, what's wrong with your chin?"

He reached out and touched it, still in pain. "It's OK."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Qinghuan didn't get to the bottom of the matter. He got on the bus and tied his seat belt.

There was a little wind downstairs, and she was almost awake.

"I'm sorry."

Ji Yunan lowered the window, one hand holding the steering wheel, one hand on it, "do you mind if I smoke?"

"Whatever you want."

He nodded, took out the cigarette box from the storage box, squeezed out a fulcrum, spit out a mouthful of smoke, and then said: "don't apologize to me. If something really happened, you don't regret it yourself."

Mu Qinghuan bit his lips and bowed his head.

Ji Yunan knew that he was serious and sighed: "Qinghuan, the United States is different from China. There may be a gun fight here anytime and anywhere. If you can't get out of the bar, you'd better not go in the future."

The place where Mu Qinghuan lives is not very good. It's a bit biased, but the public security in this area is still good. There are police patrols at night, and nothing happened.

Ji Yunan wanted to change her place before, but she didn't want to. He didn't force her.

"I went up first."

"Yes."

Mu Qinghuan untied his seat belt and looked at the man in the cab: "do you want to go up and have a glass of red wine?"

Ji Yunan looks at her.

In the United States, go up and sit down with red wine, which means make love.

…………

Shi Sheng stayed up all night, but he couldn't finish typing the documents.

When Xu Yan came, he brought her a breakfast. Seeing that she was haggard and had two distinct Cyans under her eyelids, he was surprised and said, "you didn't sleep all night?"

As she ate, she motioned to the papers on the table: "there's still a stack there."

After finishing breakfast as quickly as possible, Shi Sheng made a cup of high concentration instant coffee and continued to type documents after drinking.

9 o'clock.

Ji Yunan didn't come.

When Sheng raised eyebrow, relaxed breath, moved stiff wrist by the way.

Xu Yan: "I said how you spilled your coffee. I learned a lesson this time. You'll be careless next time."

She perfunctorily said: "well, I will go out to worship Buddha next time."

But I thought, what Buddha do you worship? Stick Ji Yunan's photo on the door and go in and out every day to worship three times.

Death worship is more useful than Buddha worship.

Shi Sheng is used to drinking coffee, and his body is immune to its refreshing effect. After a while, Shi Sheng yawns, his eyes are filled with water vapor, and everything is foggy.

"Is there any medicine that can keep people from sleeping?" She rubbed her face hard and talked to herself. There is a very important meeting at eleven o'clock. She has to take the minutes.

As far as she is concerned, the boring and lengthy meeting will not last long.

Xu Yan joked: "I only know how to take the medicine that can make people sleep. I have never heard of the medicine that can make people sleep too well. I think it's myrrh."

The elevator gave a "Ding".

Ji Yunan is here.

When Sheng looked at the hand of a few unfinished information, rubbed the center of the brow, in the season Yunan step into the office area, get up: "season total."

"Make a cup of coffee and come to my office."

He walked past Shisheng with no expression. He was still wearing the same suit as last night. He was wrinkled and didn't wear a tie. Two buttons of his shirt were untied.

She smelled that he had a perfume of women, which was very light, not what luxury brands were.

Shi Sheng: "yes."

……

When Sheng brewed coffee for Ji Yunan to send it in, no one answered when he knocked on the door. After a while, it came that the man had a slightly hoarse voice, "come in."

When Sheng pushes the door in, the man has taken a bath and changed his clothes. He is buttoning his shirt cuff.

The hair was still wet.

"Mr. Ji, your coffee."

"Well," Ji Yunan sat down, thought about it, and said, "you choose a gift to send Qinghuan off tonight. She has a performance in the evening."

Mu Qinghuan's performances are all commercial performances, which are not very impressive, but Ji Yunan always gives them gifts.