201 Shen Rong, You Don't Deserve to Touch My Son (3)
Shen Rong thought so, and did so, after visiting the underwater world in the morning, Shen Rong took Lian Ming's hand and went to the Oriental Pearl, the mother and son sat in the revolving restaurant, Shen Rong helped Lian Ming take a lot of photos, some of which Lian Ming made faces, one was more lively than the other.
Then, Shen Rong selected the most expressive photo and sent it to Lianyi.
In the high-end office building on the shore of the Pujiang River, Lian Yi, who was sitting in the conference room, was having a meeting, the people on both sides of the long table were listening carefully, and the young female white-collar workers were almost obsessed with the handsome face.
However, the person with a slight brow didn't seem to have much interest in discovering the employee's expression, so he drew a few circles with an electronic pen, and then said with a cold expression:
"I don't have much interest in these bells and whistles, although I am acting as your president for a few days, but I also want to remind you, don't take the usual deception, flashy things to deal with, this is not only responsible for the company, but also responsible for yourself, if you want the company to innovate and stand, you have to come up with real things!"
If the general manager, who is usually more than half a hundred years old and is busy treating infertility, said this, I am afraid that the women below would have rolled their eyes and gouged out their ears and swiped WeChat.
But at this moment, when Lian Yi's gaze swept over, a young female white-collar worker had already responded with a peachy face:
"Rest assured, president, we will carefully revise this business plan to ensure that the president is satisfied."
A woman next to her poked the elbow of a female colleague:
"He's just the temporary acting president, don't be too nymphomaniac, be careful of being known by Wu Laobald! Withhold your salary. β
The female colleague who was poked looked back and smiled:
"Buckle it, don't talk when it's critical, you want to wait for people to leave and then show it, it's too late. Da"
"Hey, hey, you calm down, maybe other people's wives and children are hot on the kang~"
"Look at his peach blossom eyes, I dare to guarantee that this kind of man marries late and reads countless women, although I can't be his terminator, but it's not bad to be a confidant."
"Think about it, you~"
The two women were communicating solemnly, only to see the person sitting at the top of the round table, and I don't know when I took out my mobile phone.
I saw the man who turned the office chair sideways and leaned on the back of the chair, lazy and chic, as if he didn't notice the desertion of his subordinates, his eyes fell on the screen.
Shen Rong couldn't guarantee that Lian Yi would be merciful when he received this information, but at least it could prove that Lian Ming was really happy with her, and he also indirectly showed a little position to please him.
There was no response to the message for half a day, and Shen Rong was not sure if Lian Yi could see it, and of course he was not sure that Lian Yi would be satisfied when he saw it, so he continued to do his own thing and took Lian Ming to visit Pujiang.
The mother and son got on the boat, Shen Rong hugged Lian Ming, stretched out his arms, and took a selfie.
"Send it to Dad!"
A child's understanding of modern communication tools is much deeper than that of an old man and lady who is over half a hundred years old.
Shen Rong hesitated slightly, the mother and son in the photo snuggled together happily, Lian Ming's short hair was blown by the river wind, messy like a cute little leopard, and her long hair flew in the wind, her smile was shallow, but with calm happiness, her eyes were soft towards the camera.
Shen Rong originally intended to keep it as a desktop, but after listening to Lian Ming's words, he sent it out.
At least it can be proved that Lian Ming is happy with her.
The photo was sent, and Shen Rong was about to hold Lian Ming to shoot in a different pose, but the shooting button had not been pressed, and the mobile phone rang.
The call came from Lianyi, and Shen Rong answered.
"Miss Shen, do you want to reduce my work efficiency by sending photos for a long time, or do you want to prove something to me?"
Lian Yi's voice has a different kind of magnetism, and on the boat blown by the river wind, it sounds a little unreal, but it seems to be good.
"I just want to tell Mr. SΓΉ Lian that the child is having a lot of fun, don't worry."
Shen Rong's voice was also a little gentler and sweeter than usual, maybe he was in a good mood after playing with the child for a long time, or maybe he really didn't want to use a mood of enduring humiliation and burdens to fight against Lianyi.
Pride is a person's nature, whether you love it or not.
In the face of Lianyi, the once lost pride naturally returned at this time.
It seemed that the four words 'don't have to worry' were pleasant, and Shen Rong heard his tone of affirmation in the faint and said:
"Of course, if you don't believe that you are good to my son, the person who will accompany him on a tour now~"
When Lian Yi said this, he paused slightly, and a name quickly popped up in Shen Rong's mind, if it wasn't for her, who would that person be, Song Qinya.
"It can only be me."
The four words of Lianyi were loud, and Shen Rong listened to it, and his heart was slightly strangely relaxed.
"Then since Mr. Lian trusts him so much, he won't disturb Mr. Lian's work, and Mingming and I will continue the following projects."
After Shen Rong finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone, but Lian Yi had already opened his mouth to remind:
"I hope that Miss Shen will not tire him out while making my son happy, I will pick you up after the meeting in the afternoon, don't forget that there will be a dinner in the evening!"
Shen Rong listened to Lian Yi's words, and couldn't help but agree, he couldn't be tired of Lian Ming because of his greed, no matter how happy the little guy was, he couldn't run around all day, even she couldn't stand it.
Of course, I didn't forget what I said