CEO,Love Me Quick

Song Jiaojiao awkwardly shook her head and refused the manager's request.

"Thank you, manager, but the design is going to keep me busy for a while. Now that this has come to an end, can I leave? " Song Jiaojiao has some anxious said.

You know, she really loves design,.

"Naturally, go ahead and design well. It's not urgent." The manager patted song Jiaojiao on the shoulder and looked at the brilliant smile.

Colleagues have never seen the manager like this, flattering as if to please song Jiaojiao in general, but close look is not like.

Looking at this, song Jiaojiao, the manager, was also very embarrassed. She nodded and then took over the document in the manager's hand and walked to her desk, leaving only those stunned passers-by and Qin Fei who became angry.

"Qin Fei, there are some things you can't move, and some things you can't move. Forget about this. Next time, I'd like you to pay attention to it a little bit." When the manager said these words, his tone was very calm and even alienated.

Qin Fei is very baffled, looking at the manager's appearance, just wanted to ask, but the manager only left him a back figure of leaving quickly, and didn't say a word to her.

Looking at all around with a smile and ridicule look, Qin Fei suddenly became angry with her feet, but she did not think that there was a sudden pain at the foot, and the whole person even could not stand still and fell to the ground again.

Because of the habit of domineering in the company, although many people fawn on Qin Fei, they all bow their heads at the moment and don't want to be a joke.

After a long time, Qin Fei's flatterer came up and helped her up, but the pain on her feet was not good.

Sitting in front of the desk, song Jiaojiao carefully looked at her plan in her hands, picked up a pen and paper to paint on the white paper.

In fact, after seeing the requirements of this copywriting, song Jiaojiao's mind quickly flashed several design schemes, but when she drew on the paper, her eyebrows were still tightly frowned, and she was obviously not satisfied with her design.

"Jiaojiao, did you see Qin Fei's expression just now? Women like Qin Fei deserve it Meng Xinlan came forward and said to song Jiaojiao very naturally.

You know, she has long been unhappy with Qin Fei. Qin Fei is so arrogant in the whole company that she also suppresses the employees under her control. She hates her as much as she likes.

Song Jiaojiao hears Meng Xinlan's words and smiles and doesn't care too much. Instead, she continues to look at the manuscript in her hand.

Meng Xin's mouth did not stop for a moment. Song Jiaojiao, who had no idea of

, stopped working. She listened to her words make complaints about it and nodded.

After leaving the company, song Jiaojiao went directly to the supermarket to prepare some meals for Dongfang Yan and Song Qing to celebrate that she could get the design scheme this time because she felt that she was one step closer to her dream.

Because of Song Qing and song Jiaojiao, Dongfang Yan leaves work on time every time, and sometimes even helps song Jiaojiao to pick up Song Qing, just like a good husband.

After work, song Jiaojiao carried her shopping in the supermarket and saw Dongfang Yan and Song Qing sitting on the sofa playing with high-level jigsaw puzzles. Fortunately, she didn't stick to her own views. Otherwise, she would not have seen such a brilliant smile on Song Qing's face.

"Mom, you're back." Hearing the movement of the door, Song Qing, who was sitting cross legged on the sofa, quickly put on her small slippers and rushed to song Jiaojiao.

"Come back!" And the East dialect also came to the door, looking at the mother and son eyes flashed a touch of happiness.

"Well!" Song Jiaojiao nods to Dongfang Yan and turns her head to Song Qing.

"Is the baby good at school this day? Does he miss his mother?" Looking at her soft steamed bun's white and tender face, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pinch it. The tender and smooth skin like an egg made her love it.

"Of course, I'm so happy today. I've made a lot of good friends. They want me to play jigsaw puzzles with them, but I still come back to have fun with Daddy, and daddy bought me a high-level jigsaw puzzle." Song Qing said and then smile squint eyes, to know that want a high-level jigsaw is his long-term desire.

"Is it?" Looking at Song Qing's cheerful appearance, song Jiaojiao reaches out and touches Song Qing's head. Her face is filled with joy. Fortunately, she has not deprived him of his happiness.

He looked at Dongfang Yan and said to Song Qing, "would you like to play outside first? Mom's going to cook. "

Although Song Qing has come to this home, he is still a little strange here.

Especially when song Jiaojiao is not around, how much will be flustered.

Standing there, little hands don't know how to put them. Dongfang Yan also looked in his eyes and walked over with a smile, "can I play with you?"

"What can we play with?"

Dongfang Yan patiently said: "in fact, before you came, I had prepared a lot of toys for you, but I don't know if you will like it, so I haven't shown it to you all the time." then he stretched out his hand.Song Qing hesitated for a moment and put his hand in his palm.

Full of expectation, he followed him to another room. Song leaned forward and his lips immediately opened.

"Wow, so many toys."

"How do you like it?"

Song Qing repeatedly nodded, "I've never had so many toys since I was a child. After I came here, I feel that I'm happier than those children at school."

Seeing his happy appearance, Dongfang Yan felt at ease.

I was worried that he would not be able to accept it after he came to this house. The child not only likes himself, but also knows how to be smart in front of adults. I can see that song Jiaojiao's education to him is good.

"You play here first, and I'll help my mother."

"Good."

In fact, there are nannies in Dongfang Yan's family, but song Jiaojiao may want to perform in front of the old lady. She always has to do it herself.

This makes Dongfang Yan sometimes have some heartache, although just contact, but the feeling of this woman is not bad.

She is very gentle and looks good when she smiles.

"I really didn't expect that your eldest daughter of the Song family was cooking in such an orderly way."

Song Jiaojiao didn't notice him coming in. After hearing him speak, she put her hand on her apron and wiped it.

"Mr. Dongfang, there's a lot of smoke in it. Why don't you go out and wait?"

Dongfang Yan walked in front of her, "Miss Song, are you disgusting with my range hood, or are you saying in disguise that I don't know how to decorate?"

Song Jiaojiao also knew that she had made a mistake, so she quickly explained: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Dongfang, I didn't see you come in just now. I mean, I'll come to cook. I don't need your help. You're already very busy with your work."

"Don't you do the same?" When Dongfang Yan said this, he asked, "how are you doing in the company now?"

Hearing about the company, song Jiaojiao is a little sad.

Thinking of today's hard to do their own design, did not expect that will make a so out.

Seeing her heavy face, Dongfang Yan asked again, "what's the matter?"