Chapter 459: Silence is Better Than Sound at This Time (1)
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Although it was a flight at six o'clock on Tuesday evening, on Tuesday, Han Jingnian and Xia Goodnight did not go to the company.
In the morning, after Han Jingnian woke up, the first thing he did after brushing his teeth was to put on HelloKitty's apron and go to cook breakfast.
When Xia Wan'an slept and woke up naturally, it was almost half past ten in the morning, and after the two of them finished breakfast together, Han Jingnian went to clean it with pots and pans, while Xia Goodnight took out a large box from the storage room and began to pack the luggage of the two people.
The small mirror seemed to see that they were going to go out on a long trip, jumping around Xia Wan'an, and from time to time they would take out the clothes that Xia Wan's clothes were in the box and throw them all over the ground; From time to time, he would hide in the suitcase, and after being discovered by Xia Goodnight, he meowed and slipped away, and secretly got into it while Xia Goodnight was not paying attention.
Han Jingnian, who finished washing the dishes, took a document and sat on the sofa, while working, he glanced at the picture of the girl and the cat grinning from time to time, and a faint smile gradually crept up on the corner of his lips.
Although Xia Wanhao and Han Jingnian didn't talk about anything, the atmosphere in which the two of them got along like this at this moment, silent is better than sound, warm and quiet.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Tezhu was in the underground parking lot on time.
At 4:05, Xia Goodnight, who was dragging a large suitcase, and Han Jingnian, who was empty-handed, walked out of the elevator.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Tezhu couldn't help but be slightly speechless: "......"
Mr. Han is on a business trip with him, and he has never pulled a box, so now he goes out to play with his wife, and he doesn't know how to pull a box?
Thinking of this, Zhang Tezhu's old mother's heart flooded again, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Han Jingnian: "Mr. Han, how can you let a girl carry a suitcase?" ”
Through the car window, Zhang Tezhu saw Han Jingnian expressionlessly took out the mobile phone in his pocket, glanced at the screen, frowned, frowned, and then took two steps forward, took the suitcase from Xia Goodnight's hand, and took away the small bag that Xia Goodnight was carrying.
Looking at Han Jingnian, who only needed a text message from him to understand it, Zhang Tezhu was very pleased, but after only three seconds of relief, his eyes were gloomy.
I don't know if in the future, if he is no longer by his side, the next assistant will be like him...... Thinking about everything for him?
The car window was knocked, and it was Han Jingnian and Xia Goodnight who came to the car.
Zhang Tezhu hurriedly gathered his thoughts, unlocked the car, and as usual, shouted "Mr. Han, madam" flatteringly, helped them pull the car door, and waited for them to sit in before he put the box in the trunk.
Since it was not a weekend, it was afternoon, the road to the airport was very smooth, along the way Zhang Tezhu, constantly looking at the time, he saw that it was still early to board the plane, so after driving out of the airport expressway, pretending that the car was out of gas, turned to a nearby gas station.
After refueling, it was almost five o'clock, and there was only one hour left before the plane took off, and when Zhang Tezhu arrived at the airport, it was already ten o'clock, barely stepping on the point, after checking in the luggage and boarding procedures, Zhang Tezhu led Han Jingnian and Xia Goodnight to the security checkpoint in a hurry.
"Mr. Han, madam, due to the urgency of time, after you pass the security check, you will go directly to C30 to board the plane."
Han Jingnian took the passport handed over by Zhang Tezhu and the ticket sandwiched in the passport, nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
When Han Jingnian and Xia Wanye stepped into the security checkpoint, Zhang Tezhu couldn't help but say again: "Mr. Han ......"