After meeting sweet wife Meng Bao

Chapter 11

Before she finished speaking, her son wanted to leave, how could this work.

"Junrui! You just came here. If you have anything to do, don't lie to your mother. It's not too late to get busy with the company's affairs tomorrow. Your lifelong affairs are also very important."

Her son is good at everything, but it's not good for him to refuse to have a girlfriend. I really worry about her to death.

The son is not young anymore, and if he grows up, there will be a young girl who will want him. He can't be an old cow eating young grass, what an unsuitable match!
"Mom, I didn't lie to you."

Every time he said that he was going to leave or hang up, Feng Lianqing was already familiar with his son's routine.

"It's not good for the stomach to eat half of the meal. It's not too late to go when you're full."

Ye Junrui still stood up, picked up his coat and put it on, "I was taking time to have a meal with you, but now I really have to leave, otherwise I will be busy until midnight."

Feng Lianqing hesitated for a moment.

"then you go!"

Her son is so busy with the company's affairs, she is distressed after all, the Ye Group said that nothing can fall into the hands of those wild seeds outside, it can only be Junrui's, she must protect the food well.

Since the son doesn't want to get married, let's wait until a while later.

Just thinking so, Feng Lianqing suddenly added after sending his son to the door:
"Jia Yin has also returned to China, so I'll make an appointment when I'm free."

The thing I was most afraid of was that if my mother said this, she would still be unable to escape so quickly, Ye Junrui casually said: "Let's talk about it."

……

If you want to work overtime, of course you have to get Xiang Yundong together. While starting the engine, you connected the phone: "You are limited to arrive at the company within 10 minutes."

Xiang Yundong: "..."

Is there any humanity anymore, he has to work overtime, he has nothing to do, he has already finished his work during the day, and he has only eaten a bite of food after being thrown in the wilderness!
I really thought he was his slave, Ye Junrui, you evil capitalist, you are really tricked to death by you!
Xiang Yundong ran out with the car keys while complaining, not daring to delay the time stipulated by the capitalists.

Who made them buddies? They couldn't leave Meng all day long.

oh~~

People who don't know think they are gay.

I took a picture of my prosperous and handsome face in the rearview mirror, thinking very narcissistically that it was a big loss to work for that bastard Ye Junrui, and even sacrificed the time of picking up girls. His life now is really very ordinary. , to be a monk is enough.

However, his attitude towards Ye Junrui has always been that complaints are complaints, and actions are actions. Every time Ye Junrui yells, he runs wildly.
When he arrived at the company, Xiang Yundong arrived one minute earlier than Ye Junrui. It seemed that his speed had improved again, but he lived farther away than Ye Junrui.

Ye Junrui tossed the car keys to Xiang Yundong, "As usual, you still pick me up."

Xiang Yundong really wanted to say that you don't know how to drive it yourself, but he rolled his mouth and swallowed it, realizing that it was useless to say it, a waste of saliva.

Ye Junrui is as lazy as he can be when it comes to driving. He has always been unable to drive by himself unless it is absolutely necessary. He is the driver, and his life is not ordinary.

After Xiang Yundong caught up with Ye Junrui, he wanted to beep a few words, but quickly caught a glimpse of Ye Junrui's face was not very lively, as if someone owed him a hundred million, think about it and don't make fun of yourself, this young master It's not normal to abuse people when the nerves are wrong.

Or obediently follow him upstairs, at most go play games while you have nothing to do, and order a takeaway by the way, otherwise you will be bored to death and starved to death, because you won’t go back for a while, Ye Junrui can Not your average workaholic.

(End of this chapter)