Yan Shiqi left the national theater, just returned to the nanny car, the mobile phone rang.

She took out a look, eyes dyed smile, connect even voice is suffused with sweet, "this time call, do you know my activity is over?"

Minds think alike?

Now that Mu Yi is away, it's amazing that he can know her whereabouts so accurately.

Xiao Lin, who was driving in front of him, almost failed to hold the steering wheel steady.

But the small principle turns to look out of the window and looks at the sky eagerly.

Yan Shiqi answers the phone without any distractions, but he doesn't pay attention to their actions.

The man chuckled on the phone, "maybe it's something in the heart."

Look, it is!

Inkstone when seven smile curved peach blossom eyes, turning to look out of the window, fingertips in the window unconsciously scratch, "are you busy now?"

"Not busy. What's up?"

A man's steady voice comes through the receiver, as if his breath is in his ear, which makes people feel more secure.

Inkstone when seven pursed lips, proposed: "if you are not busy, I want to go to the company to find you, have a meal together?"

"Well, come here. I'll ask Zhuo han to meet you downstairs. "

"No!" Yan Shiqi quickly refused, "I've been there so many times. Just go up by yourself. Don't bother him."

What do men say?

His light tone is very reasonable, "do not toss, he happens to be free."

In the president's office, Zhuo Han, who is so busy that he is about to fly up, wants to lift the table directly and make peace with the earth!

Screw the assistant president!

He will be the president in the next life!

……

Half an hour later, just after 12 o'clock, Yan Shiqi arrived at Qin's real estate headquarters.

Zhuo Han couldn't escape to welcome the president's wife downstairs. The nanny car slowly stopped in front of the building. He immediately pinched the cigarette and went forward. When he opened the door, he was very enthusiastic with a smile. "Madam, you're coming!"

Yan Shiqi and he walked all the way to the lobby of the headquarters, just during the lunch break, many employees went out to eat in pairs.

They caught Yan Shiqi's figure and immediately said hello to her with a smile, "madam, here you are!"

"Good morning, madam!"

"Good afternoon, Madam President!"

In this way, Yan Shiqi stepped into the elevator with the greetings of countless people. There were too many people greeting her. She felt her face was stiff with laughter.

……

In the office, men are still busy.

There is a backlog of work for two days, and there are more than 20 documents that need to be signed by him alone.

Inkstone when seven knead the corner of the mouth into the door, the man looked up at her one eye, eyes slightly warm, low voice, "hungry?"

"No, you're busy first. I'll talk about it later." See his busy, inkstone seven clever response, went to the sofa to sit down, quietly waiting.

In the room, in addition to the sound of e-mail reminder from the computer mailbox, there was the rustle of men's pen writing on the paper.

Yan Shiqi took off her coat and showed her capable suit inside. She held her cheek and looked at his serious eyes. Her thoughts were floating.

After a while, the man closed the folder, scanned the unfinished documents, pinched his eyebrows and put down the pen.

The work is too busy to finish. It's more important to have dinner with her if you're not in a hurry.

He put the document aside and looked up at the inkstone. He didn't know what she was thinking. His eyes were fixed near him, but his eyes were not focused.

He picked the eyebrows, straightened the cuffs of his shirt, and walked up to her. He tapped her forehead with a bone knot in a gentle tone. "What are you thinking?"