The president's eyes were dark and his face was cold, and he thought seriously. I've always known that he likes soft cute, cute, well-behaved, and girls who rely on him. Zhang Yang is a macho straight man, and he can't be straighter, but the president likes him, the kind he likes very much.

But the president is not only not soft, cute or cute, but also a real man...... Men bigger than him. The president frowned slightly, and his fair and slender fingers tapped his knees rhythmically, what should I do?

It's been so long, isn't he a little curious about himself? …… Is it really that unfeeling? But he has always been so soft and cute, and the president frowned annoyedly.

"President, are you not feeling well?" , Chen Peng cautiously opened his mouth.

"Secretary Chen, how can you make a person like yourself?" , The president said coldly, seemingly very serious and sincere, but also seemed to be inadvertently murmuring. Secretary Chen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and looked at his president in horror, only to find that the president just continued to frown. President, he's really in love!! No, no, it's someone you like!!

Chen Peng swallowed his saliva: "President, take the liberty of asking, what kind of person is the other party?" Although I was a little frightened, I couldn't suppress my excitement at all.

The president frowned, and then his thin lips opened slightly, "He's fine", the president raised the corners of his mouth weirdly after speaking.

Secretary Chen was momentarily stunned, is this the end? What the hell is this? And he swore that he did see the president smile just now, although it was only for a moment, but Nima is this the legendary flash in the pan, it is so good to see the explosion, no, no, no, it is terrifying.

Secretary Chen unconsciously swallowed again, "Uh... I mean, to be specific, like what she likes, for someone to like you, you have to do what they like."

The president raised his eyes and did what he liked? Isn't what he's doing now is doing what he likes? As for what he likes? He likes soft cute girls.,I remember he said in the scarf.,He's always have no resistance to soft and cute things.。

As for the others, "he likes", playing games, making girls, taking selfies, pretending to be literary and artistic, programming, and he also likes to be nosy and helpful, such as me. Well, "a lot".

Chen Peng was stunned in an instant, only to feel that it was another lightning bolt, what do you mean by a lot, didn't you say it in vain? How can you tell me to build you yì, such a cold life as the president, who dares to face it.

"What's that?" , The president suddenly stared at the Wen Jiàn in Secretary Chen's hand and said lightly.

The corners of Secretary Chen's mouth twitched, you are too concentrated, you said it twice and didn't hear it at all, you must know how meticulous and shrewd our president is.

"Here are the resignation letters from the two managers, let me pass them on to you".

The president glanced at it casually, and then snorted coldly, and the secretary on the side trembled, saying that this is the expression that the president of our family should have, look at this king's contemptuous cold snort, this is the person in power, that's right! That's the president.

The president picked up a pen from the table, and the font was flowing like water, with steel in the ointment, just like the president's face, handsome and domineering that could not be ignored. However, "President, have you signed this?" Although the president has been complaining a lot to the president since he took office, relying on the old and selling the old, but that is also the company's veteran-level figure, and the resignation letter or something, it is just a disguised means of pressure, I didn't expect the president to really sign?

"Humph!" , the president snorted coldly: "If you don't want to do it, get out!" Nowadays, there is no shortage of talent."

Chen Peng trembled in fright, obviously it was just a faint tone, and when it came out of his mouth, it became majestic and cold, making people dare not resist.

"Yes, yes, yes".

Looking at the two old men's liver-colored faces, Chen Peng's mind lingered on the president's actions just now, and he was very curious about what kind of person the president liked, the one who could chat with the president must be a warrior, and if he could chat for so long, he must be a saint warrior! A saint warrior who is not afraid of the cold and is not afraid of the strong/violent scene.

At this time, the Saint Seiya was pooping in the toilet.

Xiaoquanquan: Husband, I like you more and more.

Zhang Yang: What a coincidence.

Small Circle: ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Zhang Yang: I like myself more and more.

Small circle: o(╯□╰)o

Is it okay for the president to put his cheek on his cheek in contemplation...... Closer?

As a big senior dog who is so idle that he has a pain in the egg, Zhang Yang has always slept until he woke up naturally in the morning, and on this day, he received a call from the courier brother as soon as he got up.

"Zhang Yang, right, your express, come to the door of the first floor of Building XX to pick it up", he hung up after speaking, Zhang Yang was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to have been shopping online recently.

"Let's take a look", the bedfellow Pang persuaded, "Maybe it's a soft girl who will send you something."

"Roll the edge, I...", just as he was talking, suddenly the phone rang, it was a small circle of WeChat.

Xiaoquanquan: Husband, have you received the gift? O(∩_∩)O~~

Zhang Yang: Damn, how do you know my address and phone number?

Small Circle: Stupid (~ ̄(OO) ̄)ブ.

Xiaoquanquan: Isn't your WeChat account just a mobile phone number? As for the address, didn't you say your school in your scarf?

Zhang Yang instantly became stunned with a capital letter. Nima, is your IQ too high or am I in arrears? Damn, how stupid I am, shame on me.

Zhang Yang: What gift did my daughter-in-law give me? (It's better to change the subject decisively)

Small Circle: If you look at it, you will know n(*≧▽≦*)n.

So mysterious, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows at the phone, he wanted to know what kind of gift this cute thing gave him, and how he was getting used to him more and more.

"Ouch, I'll go, it's only been a long time, Lao Zhang, why are you getting it again!" , roommate Chubby stared at Zhang Yang in shock, the corners of his mouth twitched, if he remembered correctly, this thing was languishing for a while after breaking up? It's like I don't want to be in love anymore. It's still a small circle, vomit, why does his taste always end like this?

"Fuck your sister, get out of the way", Zhang Yang raised his leg is a kick, but he was flexibly dodged by Xiaopang, and sure enough, every fat man is a potential stock.

"Chubby, bring a meal for my brother, I'll go get the courier." After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he ran away, Nima, he was still a little excited, is this swollen.

A big red scarf that surprised Zhang Yang. It is soft and comfortable to the touch, and the texture is also very good, it looks like it is hand-woven, and the small circles are unexpectedly very tasteful.

Unexpectedly, it was very much in line with Zhang Yang's taste, and Zhang Yang found that he was really getting more and more complicated about that product.

Little Circle: Did my husband receive it? Do you like it? (☆▽☆)

Zhang Yang: I like it very much, where did you buy it?

Small circles: ~( ̄▽ ̄~)(~ ̄▽ ̄)~ If you like it, it's fine.

Zhang Yang: My wife is so sweet.

Zhang Yang had some unobtrusive praise, but he said that the vision of this product was really good, even if he couldn't pick such a suitable one, Zhang Yang was very puzzled.

Xiaoquanquan: I said I knitted it, did my husband believe it?

Small circle: ~o(=∩ω∩=)m

Publicity:!!!!!!!!!!!

Zhang Yang is speechless, okay, of course he doesn't believe it, okay. Nowadays, let alone men's paper, how many girls can you find who can knit sweaters? Don't talk about knitting scarves, even cooking won't be good! You weave it, the ghost believes it. Can you imagine a man sitting on the couch knitting a scarf? Or the scene of a muscular man poking and poking on the couch with a sweater pin? No matter what kind of picture it is, it's so scary!

Zhang Yangquan was playing with himself, but he was really grateful for his gift.

Small circle: "If you like it, it's fine".

The sudden voice of the small circle made Zhang Yang stunned, not soft and cute, faintly revealing a coldness, but he could hear his sincerity, and it was very magnetic and good-sounding, Zhang Yang once again expressed his jealousy.

"What is my wife doing?" , Zhang Yang covered his face, his wife took people with short hands, no, her mouth was short, so she called out.

Small circles: picture (a fair-skinned slender hand on a notebook keyboard, typing pose). Work too.

Zhang Yang: Your hands are so beautiful.

, Zhang Yang covered his face with pain again, although he was telling the truth, but, after all, it was a man's hand, Zhang Yang said that his mouth was cheap, uh, maybe it was a handicap.

Small circle: O(∩_∩)O~~

On the other side, the president looked at the screen and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looked at his hands, and then raised them again. Sure enough, it took him fifteen minutes to choose the best angle.

The president smiled at the corner of his mouth, put down his mobile phone, and then picked up the scarf that had not been finished knitting beside him, the big red, the same as his, well, suddenly felt in a good mood.

Well, the president has an unknown secret, he likes to hide and knit when he is happy, and he likes to hide and knit when he is sad, so the president has an unknown room, which is full of all kinds of woolen fabrics, sweaters, gloves, scarves, scarves, and scarves.......

I saw that the spacious and bright living room was neat and clean, and on the high-end sofa, a handsome and extraordinary young man was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, the cuffs of the shirt were slightly rolled up, and the two buttons loosened at the neckline revealed the sexy collarbone. He lowered his head slightly, two sweater needles in his hand, occasionally pulled two big red woolen balls, serious and focused, and the corners ......of his mouth were slightly upturned from time to time, like a peerless painting, beautiful to the extreme and so different.