Chief, Love for you is wrong

Back to Qin Nuo, Qin Jing howled at the stack of documents on his desk.

The exhibition was held and the contract was signed. Shan Yudong, as the leader, patted his ass and rested in the rotating chair. Pity her little cabbage. There are too many follow-up documents to follow.

Sometimes I really think, anyway, it's absolutely no problem for Wen Jili to raise her.

I really want to shake my hands and feet and be a person who doesn't hear things outside the window. Of course, it's just complaining. Qin Jing is definitely not a woman who hides behind men and depends on men for shelter and support.

Glancing at the closed office opposite, Shan Yudong seems to be away again.

Qin Jing has been haunted recently. When he came back from heti Shuangsheng, Qin Jing stretched out his right hand and could count the five fingers. Every time he saw him, his face was a little cloudy.

It's been several days since I last saw him.

Is that the privilege of the general manager? You don't have to punch in on time and report to the office every day.

She has always been a good employee, a good subordinate and a good helper of the leader and guide. After thinking about it, she still took out the phone and cared about the leader and guide who hasn't met for a long time. If he has any accidents, she can get the name of the nearest contact.

The phone was connected before long. There was Shan Yudong's usual laughter, "honey, Miss ye?" when Shan Yudong said this, he pointed to Yun Xingyue and others opposite, and went out.

Qin Jing rolled her eyes silently. "So you're still alive!"

"Hey, don't worry about it. They say that disasters don't last long, and good people leave a thousand years. You good man will definitely leave a thousand years!"

"It's a good man who doesn't live long. It's a disaster for thousands of years, you disaster." Qin Jingchao muttered fiercely on the phone.

There came Shan Yudong's spring laughter, "ha ha, whether he is a good man or a disaster, as long as he can leave a thousand years. As the saying goes, white cat, black cat, catching mice is a good cat!"

Qin Jing was speechless and pushed down the mountain like documents in front of him.

"Well, I won't talk to you. I haven't seen you for a while. I just called to see how you are. I know you're doing well when you're so angry. I'll hang up and continue my busy life."

Hang up the phone, Qin Jing at this end begins to work hard, and Shan Yudong at the other end has an uncertain expression.

Yun Xingyue took a can of beer and came out and threw it to Shan Yudong. With a "buzz", the pull ring of the pop-up can screwed up. Shan Yudong grabbed the beer bottle and took a few mouthfuls into his stomach.

Yun Xingyue patted Yu Dong's shoulder. Without the usual shyness and tranquility Qin Jing saw, it is a kind of energetic and sharp, fresh and awe-inspiring, "list, if you feel embarrassed, you tell me the result you want, and I'll finish it for you."

Shan Yudong turned his head, put his hand on the fence of the balcony, leaned slightly, looked at the scenery outside through the balcony, the autumn wind sounded the leaves, brushed and sounded, and the music fountain outside was high wave after wave.

He narrowed his eyes and leaned over to press his weight on the railing of the balcony. He looked lazy and looked out of the window with deep and sharp eyes.

After a while, he reached out and rubbed the tiger's mouth between the index finger and thumb of his right hand, which was a little rougher than the palm of his hand. That was the most obvious feature of people holding guns all year round.

He turned to look at yunxingyue, raised his hand and rubbed the hair of xiayunxingyue, smiled and said carelessly, "why should I feel embarrassed? I'm too slow! Let them enjoy so long."