Drama code
SHEN Junquan put down the phone and finished reading the documents in front of him. He closed the phone, got up and left the table: "big brother, it's inconvenient. Why do you work so hard to come to the company? Don't you want to make my sister-in-law feel more distressed? "
We all know that the young master of the Shen family is a couple. At this time, Shen nianan can only admit: "I just don't trust you. I've come to have a look."
"Thank you for your concern."
Shen Junquan has a false smile on his mouth. He can see it at a glance and even sing the drama of brothers and sisters.
When Shen nianan came here, he didn't know the idea. It's just a face.
He didn't point it out, and Shen nianan didn't appreciate it. While chatting, he also looked at his office.
Tingchu just came over from the finance department and almost ran into Shen nianan's wheelchair as soon as he entered the door: "Oh! Young master, I'm sorry. "
" it's OK. " Shen nianan thinks that he did it on purpose and looks back at Shen Junquan.
The mouth said nothing, but the body is so honest, Shen Junquan is also looking at him, directly on the eye.
There was some embarrassment at the beginning of the court. It seemed that everything he did would be counted on the boss. This is not a good phenomenon.
"Young master, let me see you out."
He made up for his behavior just now, but Shen nianan didn't appreciate it.
"No, I can get out myself." He stroked his hand at the beginning of the court session and slid his wheelchair to the elevator.
At the beginning of the court, he looked at Shen Junquan in a hurry. The latter raised his chin and motioned him to follow him.
I really don't mean to look down on him, but his behavior is really despised.
Shen nianan came to the company for a simple purpose, but he could not say anything about his identity. He just left time to talk about it alone.
With shallow eyelids, Shen Junquan can see it in his eyes. He knows it and should not know it, because now, he can't find out what's wrong.
After a look at the time, he called back and it was Chen Ma who answered.
"Mother Chen, whose phone is it?" He Xinying has just come back from the back greenhouse. Her clothes are a little dirty. She wants to change them. But
I saw Chen Ma answering the phone.
Chen Ma looked back: "sir OK, OK, I see. Well, no need for my wife to pick me up All right
It seemed that she was interrupted, but Chen's mother was still very good tempered. Then she hung up the phone and said, "madam, Mr. Chen said that when you come back for dinner in the evening, you should make it yourself."
"It's a big face. In a word, I have to cook." he Xinying looked at her body. "Then, mother Chen, you prepare noodles and tomatoes. I'll change my clothes and come down to make them."
"All right."
Chen Ma has been seeing a bowl of noodles these days, and the noodles and dishes are open separately. At that time, I want to know that it must have been Mr. Chen who ate them. If the empty bowls were not in every morning, she would have thought that Mr. Chen had eaten them directly.
When he Xinying was cooking, she was on the side: "my husband always said that my wife's craftsmanship was the best, so I quickly cheated." "Listen to the lies he deliberately said," he Xinying cut the tomato into small pieces and put it on the pot. "Chen Ma, the food you cooked is delicious. Besides, the Chinese and Western food are all comprehensive. I should steal my teacher. After all, I can only cook this bowl of noodles."
"Don't praise me, madam. If I hadn't been cheated in England at the beginning, I'm afraid I would have been working as a gangster all the time. My husband saved me. I should do anything."
Chen Ma stooped and told a story of the past.
He Xinying just wants to know Shen Junquan's life before returning to the Shen family. Chen's mother just said it. She asked, "was he still young at that time?"
Chen's mother doubted him and said directly, "yes, at that time, my husband was only twenty, but he was very mature. At that time, I had no master. I thought that since he was kind-hearted, he was sure that a good man would do it to the end. Later, I learned that he meant that it happened that there was no cooking at home. Fubo was very good at managing things, so I just cooked and had nothing else to do."
So, seven or eight years? He Xinying stirred her face and said casually, "have you been here for many years? You must know his taste very well, don't you? "
Chen's mother thought that she wanted to understand her husband's eating habits. She said in a hurry, "Mr. Chen is not picky, unless he doesn't like to eat. He used to eat spicy food, but now he has a bad stomach. If he wants to be light, he has some Cantonese food."
He Xinying turned off the fire and started the pot, laughing: "Cantonese food? It's hard to learn, because it's too hard to keep the original taste
"I went to have a rest for a while. Today I changed all the water. There are too many things to grow," she said
"Ma'am, don't you use it with reality?" Chen Ma asked, thinking that he Xinying had made her share, but now it seems that there is only one bowl.
He Xinying didn't reply, so she said, "I want to eat steamed fish at night, please Chen ma."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Chen Ma answered quickly and put the bowl on the dining table outside.She really can't see through her wife. Isn't she getting on well with her husband? Why is it like this again? It seems that we can only do something when we first got married. Now we have been married for more than three years and the relationship is very harmonious.
He Xinying doesn't know what she thinks, so she goes back to her room and lies down.
She is really a little tired. It's not easy for her to raise flowers. If she wants to make the flower house lively, she must be energetic now. Now looking out of the window, the greenhouse is full of green, especially lively.
When Shen Junquan came back, it was a car driven by the court.
At the beginning of the court, when reporting to him about sending Shen nianan downstairs, I met several people, all high-level, and their reactions were not the same.
"Boss, don't you think it's too coincidental?"
"Even you can see that it happened that he thought I was a decoration?"
Shen Junquan took a look at his hand, and suddenly had a whim to turn the court around.
"Ah?"
At the beginning of the court, I was stunned. How could I turn back?
However, he took a look at Shen Junquan's face in the rear-view mirror and turned his head without asking him anything. Shen Junquan went into the jewelry store. At the beginning of the court, he was waiting outside. He was a little curious about what kind of things he would buy. He didn't expect that there was no difference between people coming out and going in.
"Boss, what did you buy?"
I want to see clearly.
"Pick it up a week later, remember to remind me." Shen Junquan's face was expressionless, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden: "go home."
Driving at the beginning of the court, I want to get close to two sentences: "boss is in a good mood?"
Shen Junquan closed his eyes and ignored him.
He took the opportunity to say: "since the boss is in a good mood, can you give me two days off?"
"I'm in a good mood. I can also arrange you to go to the branch office directly. Would you like to have a try?" Shen Junquan wants to say that his mood has nothing to do with him, so he won't take a vacation. But thinking that he was loyal last time, he didn't stop talking.
"Boss ~" at the beginning of the court, a big man was coquettish: "you've bought rings, and I want to buy them too. Anyway, I'm so old..."
"Stop, is that true or false?"
Shen Junquan stares at him. Although he doesn't know about his private life, he doesn't know anything about his girlfriend.
The court chuckled: "I'm not a hairy boy, how can such a thing affect my work?"
This is Why does it sound so wrong?
"I'll give you a holiday, and now you can go." Shen Junquan is the boss of extreme speed. He directly asks him to get out of the car and drive back by himself.
Court beginning a face muddle X of stand at the roadside, even if give him a holiday, also don't need to drive him directly?
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He Xinying's noodles are still so simple. Chen Ma thinks it's a little too simple, but he eats them very well.
"Where's Xinying?"
In the middle of the meal, Shen Junquan looked up and asked.
Chen Ma looked back: "my wife is in the greenhouse. She said it's a new rose in bud."
He Xinying has been in the greenhouse for a long time these days. "How did you come here?"
"So late, the flowers are sleeping."
Shen Junquan came to see her after eating noodles and saw that she had changed one of the small pots, but it should be a kind of rootstock, a dazed grafting Begonia, with flower buds hanging slightly.
"Begonia always sleeps late." He Xinying looked back at him: "why did you come back so early today?"
When she prepared dinner, it was only six o'clock. Besides, it was early summer. It was really early for him to come back before eight o'clock in the evening.
He reached for her hand and said, "I miss you."
He had said this when he called, and he called twice today, so he really missed her.
He Xinying said with a smile: "I think the night incense has been opened. I'm going to move two plates back to my room. Can you help me?"
Among the few flowering plants, the smell of Noctiluca is still very strong. Shen Junquan reaches out his hand and hands one pot at a time. It's elegant to appreciate flowers and the moon. He Xinying, who was born in a scholarly family, although her cooking skills were not very good, she asked for a transfer. Shen Junquan suddenly had the illusion that she could live like a poem if she put aside the daily necessities.
"New Ying."
He Xinying is spraying water on the flowers. The leaves are misty and beautiful.
He gave a cry and was not answered.
"If only you had been like this all the time." He reached out and touched the leaves, wet in one hand.
"Oh, I just sprayed the water." He Xinying gave him the tissue in a hurry: "this one needs to keep moisture and taste good."
He caught it with her hand: "you know that?"
After such a long time, he didn't know that he Xinying had this side.
"In the past, when I was free, I planted my own game. Now, it's rare to have time." He Xinying looked at him softly: "I can't cook, but I can make tea.""I didn't drink it."
Shen Junquan said this, the atmosphere is a bit bad, before the relationship between them, so tense, how can sit down to drink tea? He Xinying also knew that her words were wrong, and added: "my father likes tea."
As long as it's not cooked for someone, Shen Junquan thinks of this one in his heart. He is envious of Huo jingnian: "do you always like Erya?"