Desperate for marriage, the CEO is deeply affectionate

All the way back from the trip to East China.

Ai Ye was outside all day, Ji Yuancheng entrusted her with some things, she was so busy that she saw Yu Hang only the next day.

She brought coffee in, and he glanced at her, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

Also in the president's office were Ji Yuancheng and several secretaries.

Ai Ye was more embarrassed than angry.

"The president has a cold." Ji Yuancheng whispered to her.

Bad reason.

better than nothing.

Ai Ye knew in her heart that Yu Hang was referring to the stomach cancer.

It was she who lied.

It's hard for him to remember.

She wasn't that mad at him either.

When she continued to bring coffee in the next day, one of the senior secretaries looked at her sympathetically, and kindly reminded, "Gu Aiye, you are good at everything, but your EQ is too low, you are dead-minded, and your brain is not flexible enough to please people." , the president has a cold, don't you think a cup of warm cold medicine would be better at this time?"

Ai Ye lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll go shopping tomorrow."

Still brought the coffee in.

The secretary watched behind him and shook his head.

After get off work, Ai Ye went to the pharmacy downstairs, bought a few pregnancy test sticks, walked to the cold medicine shelf, stopped to think, picked up a box, and heard a woman come in and ask, "Where is the cold medicine?" ?”

Ai Ye looked up and saw that it was Yu Xingchen.

She put the medicine back and went to check out.

The third day was still coffee, Yu Hang pushed it aside, pointed to the medicine on the table, "You are blind and can't see? I take medicine, so I need to prescribe it for free."

The rough voice is a little weak.

Ai Ye went out and poured a glass of warm water in, put it down, "Yu Hang, my mother-in-law said, she misses you very much after not seeing you for a month."

He stared at the computer screen, the corners of his lips pursed.

After Ai Ye conveyed Lan Yunge's intentions, she didn't expect him to express anything, but she still waited, and when she couldn't wait, she went out.

Yu Hang's eyes fell from her back to the tightly closed door.

He leaned on his chin, and rubbed his thumbs against the short hair at the temples. His eyes were red from having caught a cold for many days, which more or less offset the cold breath released from the inside out of his body.

The page opened by the computer was Gu Aiye's job application resume published on the talent page, and the release date was yesterday.

Gu Aiye, with a bachelor's degree in economics from the University of California and a master's degree in business administration from Duke University, is a guest editor of the Wall Street Journal. In addition to the three high-value titles, there are also some social practices and project research that he has never heard of. .

What a talent!

The sky has become a land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

He can hold the position of president firmly, and only he knows the hardships and sweat he has put in. He has developed a habit of not being alarmed during the bumpy journey. Unprepared, Gu Aiye created accidents for him time and time again. He missed her at the beginning, and until now, he has not seen her through.

This enigmatic woman.

She is so young, when did she get her degree?

Yu Hang took the medicine with water, his head was dizzy, and there was a mountain of business affairs piled up on his desk, he insisted on finishing them before leaving the office.

The two women chatted head-to-head.

"Tell me! How far have you and Ji Yuancheng developed?"

"A thing without a shadow."

"You're too shy, be bold!"

"How to run? How to let go?"

"Woodheaded! I'm going to make you cry stupidly! Alas, the last time I went to Lost was not fun, it's a pity."

"How about I invite you to play?"

"real or fake?"

"Really! Girls, you will be rich if you spend the night with your sugar daddy! Let's do it tonight!"