Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Feast of the Hung Gate
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In the president's office area, Xiao Hui and other secretaries are working, and for them, overtime has become commonplace. Besides, the president of Wenda accompanies them every day, and they don't get off work until nine or ten o'clock, and they don't dare to complain!
In the office, Mr. Zhang handed over a merger and acquisition contract, with a little smile on his face, "President, the merger and acquisition of Meisha Group has come to an end, and this is the final negotiated terms and conditions, please take a look." β
Wen Junxi took it briskly, flipped his wrist, danced a few strokes, and quickly signed his name.
"President, don't you want to sign it again?" Mr. Zhang said that he did not understand, and the president's signature was not so happy in the past.
"I don't have to worry about you. After Wen Junxi finished signing, he threw the pen, and the person had already stood up, "I'll leave it to you here, I'll go first." β
After speaking, without waiting for Mr. Zhang's reaction, he had already walked out of the office.
Mr. Zhang: I have worked in Hexi for many years, and now I finally get the full trust of the president, which is not easy!
Wen Junxi: There has been no news for five days, and today I finally waited for Wan'er's call, which is really not easy!
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When Wen Junxi arrived home, Yan Wan'er had already prepared four dishes and one soup, all of which were placed on the table.
Although there has been no cooking for more than 1,500 years, the craft is still there. Moreover, all the ingredients were cast by Yan Wan'er to remove harmful substances.
Looking at the dishes with all the colors and flavors, and Yan Wan'er who was busy serving him food in the kitchen, Wen Junxi felt a happiness that he had never felt before.
couldn't help but walk behind Yan Wan'er, hugged her from behind, and buried her head in her neck, "Wan'er, it's good to have you." β
Feeling the hot air spewing out of Wen Junxi blowing on her sensitive earlobe, Yan Wan'er's heart trembled slightly almost subconsciously. pushed Wen Junxi away with one hand and scolded with a smile, "As soon as I come back, I won't be serious, wash my hands and eat." β
Wen Junxi wanted to have a pre-dinner kiss first, but obviously Yan Wan'er had no intention of cooperating. I had to glance at Yan Wan'er sadly, and the little eyes seemed to say: People haven't kissed for a few days.
It's a pity that Yan Wan'er directly ignored his small movements, and when the last dishes and chopsticks were on the table, she sat down to eat.
Although she didn't need it, she didn't want Wen Junxi to eat alone.
Wen Junxi washed his hands and soon sat down next to Yan Wan'er. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she suddenly attacked, and her warm lips fell on Yan Wan'er's cheeks like dragonflies.
As soon as the kiss succeeded, Wen Junxi's moderately thick and moderate diamond lips floated in a good-looking arc, and before Yan Wan'er swept over with a roll of her eyes, she hurriedly picked up the rice bowl, and said with a smile, "Eat, eat, well, this rice is so fragrant." β
It's not that Wen Junxi is talking nonsense, in fact, after the power of Yan Wan'er's fairy spirit, the quality of the rice that has been improved, if the rice is not fragrant, it will be unreasonable.
The meal was unprecedentedly comfortable for Wen Junxi, although as the president of the group, he was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, abalone fin noodles. Even the most authentic court Manchu and Han banquets have been eaten several times.
However, there are no simple four dishes and one soup from Yan Wan'er, which is fresh and fragrant, which makes him satisfied, and the aftertaste is endless.
For a meal, Wen Junxi ate three bowls to his heart's content, and after the meal, Wen Junxi, who was eating support, took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks. Then, he was satisfied and sat on the sofa in the living room with Yan Wan'er in his arms.
"Wan'er, I'm so happy to have you. Smelling the fragrance of Yan Wan'er's hair, Wen Junxi felt that no matter how much he hugged him, he couldn't hold it enough.
I haven't seen each other for five days, Xiao Bie Sheng is newly married, and the two have been intimate for a while.
An hour later, Yan Wan'er couldn't help but push away Wen Junxi, who was still entangled, and glanced at her squint, "Junxi, look at the good things you did, are my lips swollen?"
Wen Junxi took a look, and sure enough, Wan'er's red lips were red and bright at this time, like a drop of blood. Also, there is a slight puffiness.
With a slight pain in his heart, Wen Junxi smiled awkwardly, "That, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm a little more enthusiastic." β
βγγ "Yan Wan'er silently held her forehead, this is also called 'more enthusiastic'? Wen Junxi almost swallowed her lips just now!
"Well, I'm so tired these days, I'm lying down. Saying that, Wen Junxi was already lying on Yan Wan'er's lap scoundrelly, closed his eyes comfortably, and muttered: "I feel very comfortable at home when I come back today, and even the air I breathe is very fresh, it's really strange." β
Yan Wan'er's eyes flashed with a sly smile, this fairy personally took action, can the air be bad!
Well, go back and rectify the courtyard for Grandpa Wen, so that you don't have to run over every day.
Old Man Wen's body recovered much faster than she expected, and after four or five treatments, there was no major problem.
The current old man Wen actually only needs to recuperate in a place of Zhong Ling.
"By the way, Wan'er, grandpa is calling today. Yan Wan'er was thinking of Old Man Wen, and Wen Junxi also mentioned it as if she had a heart, "You don't know, grandpa has been talking about you all the time on the phone." I ask you why you haven't been to him for five days, have you forgotten him as an old man. β
Speaking of this, Wen Junxi learned the tone of Old Man Wen and said, "I knew that Yan Yatou must be long-winded and unwilling to come over." I'm a lonely old man who lives alone, it's normal to talk more, I'm easy!"
After a pause, a pair of clear eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Wan'er, I think grandpa is quite lonely, or let's go see him more in the future." β
Yan Wan'er hugged his head, rubbed his short black hair, and smiled gently: "Okay, listen to you." β
Hearing this, Wen Junxi's heart moved, and a warm current surged to his heart, soft and soft, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug Yan Wanhe, with indescribable emotion in his voice, "Wan'er, you are so good." β
Every time I listen to Yan Wan'er's soft sentence 'listen to you', Wen Junxi will feel that this is the most beautiful love story in the world. And he, Wen Junxi, is the happiest man in the world.
One was lying and the other was sitting, and neither of them spoke. But still, sweet and warm.
After a while, Wen Junxi suddenly thought of something, and suddenly made a sound, breaking the silence of the room.
"Wan'er, grandpa received an invitation to the 90th birthday of the old man of the Wang family a few days ago, and grandpa asked us to go to the birthday banquet with him tomorrow. β
"The Wang family, one of the eight great families in the capital?" Yan Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly, Wang Yanlan's grandfather?
"In addition to the Wang family, there is also a Wang family whose ninetieth birthday banquet can move my grandfather. However, there is not much contact between the two families, and grandpa didn't expect to invite him to the old man's birthday banquet. β
Unexpectedly, he also named and said that he wanted to bring him Wen Junxi, but he never mentioned that he should bring his fiancΓ©e.
"Good. β
It's just a birthday banquet, even if it's a Hongmen banquet, what can you do with her!