Wen Chuanji's fundamental meaning is that if the little ancestor grabs something like this morning, don't chase it, if you can't please it, it's better to just let it go.

The whole company has no heart to work, and they are all passing on this little friend.

B: "Little A, little A, our boss calls that girl a child, it's too spoiled." ”

A: "Isn't it, what kind of fairy love is this?" ”

A: "Now that Miss Shen is no funny." ”

B: "Tut, that's unexpected. If only I had such a boss. ”

The two staff members discussed the matter with relish in the pantry by drinking water.

Everyone in Quan Mingyi knows that Yan Lin and Mu Zhiqing are a couple.

However, they themselves still don't know about the "lovers".

If Mr. Yan knew, probably, he would laugh.

A dream come true.

……

The meeting that began with the feast has ended.

Everyone rushed out of the conference room, moving their stiff limbs.

When the mobile phone status is turned off or muted during the meeting, the status starts to be adjusted back.

Clicking on the screen, countless messages came to the always quiet Mingyi Group work group, and employees clicked in one after another when they thought something was wrong. For a while, the employees who had just left the conference room began to gather to look at their mobile phones.

This big event is about Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan, who has always been immune to women, has a girlfriend.

And this woman who won the banquet is now in the Mingyi Group.

Oh my God, we're missing something breaking news.

Looking up at the banquet that had already gone away, his eyes were full of incredulity.

When I returned to the office, I saw my little ball as soon as I pushed the door, and the gloom of the whole person was reduced a little.

Xiao Tuanzi took off his shoes and sat on a carpet by the window of the president's office, holding a plush toy.

She was already extremely delicate, but at the moment she looks more like a doll from an anime.

As if thinking about something, she didn't notice the return of the feast.

Until a shadow enveloped her, and she raised her head blankly: "Mr. Yan, are you done with the meeting?" ”

Yan Lin took off his suit and loosened his tie: "Well, the meeting is over." ”

"It's almost noon, what do you want to eat?"

"I've told you before, I want to eat fish. You won't forget, right? ”

Mu Zhiqing's child pouted, a little disappointed.

"It's asking you what else you want to eat." Yan Lin laughed in his heart: how could you forget what you want to eat.

"Then I'll think about it."

"I still want to eat shrimp."

"Gone?"

"Well, there shouldn't be anything left."

"You're having fun, let's go eat, okay?"

"Eh, aren't you eating here?"

"Well, go out and eat."

"Oh, I see." The little girl picked up the toy in her hand and showed it to Yan Lin as if showing off: "Look, is it super cute?" ”

Yan Lin stroked the hair on the toy: "It's cute." ”

You're cuter.

"I snatched it from your staff."

"Robbed? How did you get it? Mr. Yan stared at her smug little face, and wanted to hear what this little devil had done.

"Today, when I arrived at Mingyi, I saw a toy on everyone's table. It's all super cute. ”

"Then I saw a Pikachu on a young lady's desk."

"This is it." She gestured to the toy in her hand.

"And then?"

"And then she didn't give it to me, saying it was for a little kid."