The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 812 Chen Nan (2) [eight more]

"Little Tang, why are you here?"

After getting acquainted with Tang Xin, Director Chen didn't call Tang Xin Miss Tang, but changed his name to Xiao Tang.

"I'm here to look for your son. Does he have time today? Didn't he go out to collect folk songs?"

When he heard that Tang Xin was looking for his son, Director Chen's heart went 'thump', thinking that there was something wrong with his son's photo, or something was not done well, and he would be fired.

He said nervously: "Um... did something happen to him?"

Seeing that Director Chen was a little nervous, Tang Xin hurriedly comforted him: "I have something else to do with him, don't be too nervous."

Tang Xin knew how annoyed Factory Manager Chen was because his son had learned such a money-consuming and unpopular industry.

I always tell her that it's hard to find a job, and when I find a job, I always feel disgusted that this one earns less, that one has too many things, and I don't have freedom.

With Tang Xin, it's fine, the salary is high, and there is freedom, but Director Chen is worried every day, for fear that Tang Xin will not be willing to fire him.

"Oh, okay, I'll call him."

To be honest, he doesn't know if that bastard in his family is at home.

Sometimes he can't speak out, but he will go out in the end, running far away, no one can be found.

Will be back in a few days.

Factory Manager Chen dialed the phone at home, thinking that no one would answer it, but he did not expect someone to answer it.

"Hey, Dad, what's the matter? I'm in a hurry to go out. If it's okay, I'll hang up."

Talk about hanging up the phone.

Hearing that his son was going to hang up the phone, Director Chen hurriedly said, "Your boss has something to do with you!"

He spoke very fast, fearing that his son would be disobedient, so he hung up the phone and upset Tang Xin.

Factory Manager Chen's son is named Chen Nan. He is a photographer. He usually helps Xiulin arrange some model photos. It is also a pleasure to work with Tang Xin.

Chen Nan originally wanted to hang up the phone, but when he heard that it was his boss looking for him, he took the phone back.

"Who? My boss?"

"What's the matter, do you have a job again? Then I won't go out, I'll be Xiulin, Dad, tell her to wait for me!"

After speaking, he hastily hung up the phone.

Factory Manager Chen looked at the microphone for a while before realizing it and telling Tang Xin.

"He said to let you wait for him for a while."

Chen Nan's attitude towards Tang Xin was very good, which made everyone who knew Chen Nan feel very strange.

Director Chen also found it incredible.

The first time his son saw Tang Xin, he was very enthusiastic towards Tang Xin, so he told Tang Xin very warmly that even if he didn't give him a salary, he would still be willing.

Not half an hour after hanging up the phone, Chen Nan had already galloped to Xiulin on his motorcycle.

As soon as Chen Nan entered, he opened his hands to Tang Xin: "Boss! I miss you so much!"

Seeing what he was thinking, Tang Xin hid behind Factory Manager Chen first, and Chen Nan hugged his father in his arms, and finally kissed his father: "Dad, I love you!"

"Go, go, blame Mai Tai."

Factory Manager Chen pushed and shoved him with a red face, and wiped his face with disgust.

Such scenes are not uncommon in Xiulin.

Every time Chen Nan wanted to hug Tang Xin, he hugged his own father.

"Boss, what can you do with me?"

Chen Nan tilted his head, looked at Tang Xin behind Director Chen, and asked enthusiastically.

When it came to business, Tang Xin's face became serious, she went to a chair beside her and sat down, she said to Chen Nan, "Chen Nan, have you ever taken photos of the wedding dress series?"

Every time Chen Nan's photos were taken according to her request, they didn't have Chen Nan's style at all. She wanted him to produce works with his own style this time.

　After two days of PK, Jin Jin will work hard to update ten to twelve every day, hoping to advance~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)