Song He frowned slightly, gently pushed away Yin Zheng's arm, and carefully put Yin Xia back into the stroller: "Then you sit down." ”

Yin Zheng glanced at Song He suspiciously, but still sat down obediently.

Song He walked behind Yin Zheng and massaged Yin Zheng's shoulders lightly and heavily.

"I'll put the bath water for you, you can go to the bath early after the massage, I'll see Yin Xia go back to the room in a while."

Yin Zheng closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and raised his hand to hold Song He's strength very gently: "I went to take a bath before dinner, it's a little bad." "The main thing is that he is tired all day, he is so tired that he has no time to eat, and now he feels a little hungry.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet?" Song He was slightly surprised.

Yin Zheng nodded helplessly, said all the trivial things in the company, and spread his palms helplessly.

"So, shouldn't my wife make me something to eat first? I'm hungry. ”

Song He smiled helplessly, stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on Yin Zheng's ear: "Okay, I'll go cook for you now, you obediently help me look at Yin Xia." ”

Yin Zheng nodded, dropped a kiss on Song He's cheek, and looked at Song He's back, his heart was extraordinarily gentle.

As soon as Song He left, only him and Yin Xia were left in the baby room, one big and one small.

Yin Zheng hugged Yin Xia and poked Yin Xia's delicate cheeks dissatisfiedly: "You stinky boy, delay my time with my wife." ”

If there was no Yin Xia, he could be by Song He's side now, work in the kitchen with Song He, and steal food.

The little Yin Xia looked at Yin Zheng, blinked his eyes, and immediately began to cry, crying extremely warmly, for fear that the people downstairs would not hear it.

Yin Zheng's face was wrinkled, and he hurriedly patted Yin Xia's back gently, and kept coaxing Yin Xia, but Yin Xia didn't buy it at all, he cried vigorously, and he was extra energetic after drinking milk.

The more Yin Xia cried, the more ugly Yin Zheng's face became.

"Uncle, I was wrong, don't cry......"

Yin Xia, who has only been more than two months, can understand Yin Zheng's words, and still goes his own way, crying louder and louder.

It's okay to cry for a few minutes, people who are not on the tip of their ears can't hear it at all, but Yin Xia cried for more than ten minutes in a row, even if Song He didn't listen on purpose, he also heard this loud cry, and hurriedly fried the dishes and ran upstairs to see Yin Xia.

"What's wrong with him?" Song He hurriedly wiped his hands and took Yin Xia, who was still crying.

Yin Xia, who had just arrived in Song He's arms, immediately stopped crying, her little eyes were red, and she looked at Song He's expression with a particularly aggrieved expression.

Yin Zheng looked at his son's operation in astonishment, and he wanted to cry without tears.

"I don't know what's wrong, I'm crying when I hug him, maybe I'm missing you......"

Stinky boy, when he grows up, it's no wonder he doesn't clean up well! It's just a difference!

Song Hehu looked at Yin Zheng suspiciously, then comforted and comforted Yin Xia in his arms, and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of Yin Xia's eyes, and felt a lot more comfortable.

"You go to dinner, I'll stay with Yin Xia for a while, and I'll go back to the room when he falls asleep."

Yin Zheng looked at Yin Xia in Song He's arms dissatisfied, but in the end, he still didn't say anything, and went downstairs to eat.

But he was aggrieved enough for this meal!

was put on a pose by a little fart child who was just two months old, the most important thing is that it is still his biological son, he can't beat or scold, otherwise Song He will be able to pick off his skin in minutes.

After Yin Zheng finished his aggrieved meal and returned to the room to take a bath, Song He returned to the room leisurely, washed up and lay on the bed with Yin Zheng.

"Yin Xia slept?"

Song He nodded and rubbed his temples.

When the person next to him saw it, he immediately took Song He's hand, rubbed Song He's temples, and rubbed other key acupuncture points by the way, and the comfortable Song He couldn't speak for a long time.

"Wife, I don't think it's okay for you to coax children like this." The more Yin Zheng thought about it, the more angry he became, but he couldn't help but open his mouth.

Song He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yin Zheng with a serious face suspiciously: "What does he know now that he has only been two months old?" Are you still jealous of a child? ”

I also have to eat my own son's vinegar, I am afraid that there is only Yin Zheng who is so strange in this world.

Yin Zheng smiled helplessly: "No, wife, the person you cared about the most before was me." But after having Yin Zheng, all this changed, and the little guy robbed him of a lot of opportunities to get Song He's attention, which made his young heart suffer a huge blow.

Song He slapped Yin Zheng away.

"While going, grab care with your own son. There is no one in this world who is more bizarre than you. ”

Yin Zhengle smiled and threw Song He down under him.

"You call me weird? Okay, then I'll let you enjoy enjoying my punishment. As he spoke, he kissed Song He's lips.

Song He's cheeks turned red instantly, but he didn't push Yin Zheng's body away, but followed Yin Zheng's kiss and kissed Yin Zheng deeper.

As the lights dissipated, the smell in the room became extraordinarily ambiguous.

"Mr. Song......" Xiao Ai looked at Song He who had just arrived.

Song He nodded hurriedly, quickened his pace and returned to his office, unable to help but rub his tired temples.

God knows what she was like when she was tortured by Yin Zheng last night, she didn't let her sleep all night, and she was willing to let her go.

Xiao Ai noticed Song He's mental state, and silently ran to Song He for a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Song, today Mr. Wang said that he would come to consult the services of our studio."

Hearing this, Song He instinctively frowned: "Why didn't you call me yesterday about this matter?" ”

If the things that could have been arranged in advance were all arranged temporarily, then she had no preparation in her heart, which made Mr. Wang, who came here, think of it.

Xiao Ai lowered her head and was slightly aggrieved: "You rested yesterday, and my matter has been handed over to Assistant Chen by Mr. Yin's side to report, Mr. Yin said let me arrange it, you just need to come forward to deal with it." Mr. Wang only came in the afternoon, you can also take a good rest, and I have already prepared for the rest. ”

Song He was slightly stunned, and looked up at Xiao Ai, who was still a little aggrieved, in disbelief: "I'm sorry, I'm wrong to blame you for this matter." ”

Xiao Ai's words revealed nothing more than three pieces of information, she did not make decisions on her own, but consulted Chen Che beside Yin Zheng, Chen Che told Yin Zheng again, and Yin Zheng decided this matter. The second is that Xiao Ai did not contact Yin Zheng directly, and maintained a good relationship with Yin Zheng, and finally prepared Mr. Wang's upcoming preparations, and he was not afraid of any temporary problems.

In all these cases, it can only be described as perfect.

Xiao Ai shook her head: "Is there anything else going on with Mr. Song?" ”

Song He shook his head, he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

"No, you go get busy."

Xiao Ai nodded and exited the office.

Song He was lying on the table tiredly, and the coffee on his side was still steaming.

Xiao Ai's ability to work once again refreshed her thoughts, and it was more satisfying than she expected. Sure enough, the person who came out of Chen Che's side was different.

Towards noon, the studio organized a meeting, and everyone did some discussions on the theme of the recent order, and as for the design, it was not just for Song He to do it alone.

After all, Song He is the boss, and there are too many orders, and Song He can't be busy alone, so he can only say that he selects more important orders from many orders to design, and the rest still has to be assigned to the people below.

But in this way, the disadvantages of the studio came out, there were only management and public relations people, and the entire studio, except for Song He, there was no one to learn fashion design at all, which was very embarrassing.

So, Song He decided, recruit!

In the afternoon of the same day, Xiao Ai launched recruitment information to major websites, and Song He was also looking forward to this job fair.

But Mr. Wang is coming, and this is the first thing Song He is dealing with now.

Sister Liu came down early to receive Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang, please come here."

Mr. Wang's face was serious, and his suit looked particularly formal and rigorous, and he knew that he was a serious businessman at a glance.

Wang Yi is still relatively famous in the industry, and he used to be a sworn enemy with Yin, but he was defeated under Yin Zheng, and then he became low-key, and he was particularly famous in the oil industry.

"Mr. Wang, hello." Song He, who was already in the reception hall, saw Wang Yi and hurriedly put down the documents in his hand and got up to shake Wang Yi's hand.

Wang Yi shook hands with Song He, and at the same time looked at Song He: "Mr. Song has his own studio at a young age, which is very good. ”

Song He hurriedly smiled, shook his head, and said modestly: "No matter how good I am, I will make my debut halfway." Compared with Mr. Wang, you are just a junior after all. ”

Wang Yi was arrogant when he said this, but looking at Song He's expression, he softened too much, and he was no longer so rigorous and provocative.

"Tea, please don't dislike Mr. Wang." Song He personally served Wang Yi a cup of tea.

Wang Yi waved his hand: "I'm bothering me today, I'm here to talk to Mr. Song about cooperation, I don't know if Mr. Song has any intention in this regard." ”

He had done his research well in advance before he came.

Although the owner of this studio is Song He, in fact, the celebrity is Yin Zheng, and the name Yin Zheng knows what it means without others saying it, that is, it is a business that will not lose money.

But there are not many people who know the news that Yin Zheng's wife has opened a studio, including him, who is not red-eyed?

But there are many people in the industry who have had festivals with Yin Zheng, so they can only be silently blushing behind their backs.