The next day, Asa Zike went out early and came to the gate of the community to intercept a taxi, and the destination was not a bubble tea shop, but the 'Modi Group'.

Sneaking to the underground parking lot, taking the president's exclusive elevator to the president's office on the top floor, Asa Zike swept around with big eyes, and carefully opened the office door after making sure that there was no one, and the office was full of memories.

Asako smiled astringently, came to the desk, was silent for a long time, put the wooden box in her arms on the table, and just wanted to leave when her eyes were attracted by an item on the table.

In a beautiful frame was a photo she knew all too well, like her phone desktop, of a man and a woman kissing each other in the snow.

Asa Zike's heart was sour, he thought that he would not care about these small details as a big man, but he saved the photo, and the self-blame for him in his heart was a little deeper.

Sniffed his nose deeply, looked at his watch, presumably the man was about to come, Asa Zike wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes casually, and trotted out of the room.

After a few minutes, a man strode into the president's office, a handsome face with a little tiredness, the man sat lazily on the leather chair, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his slender fingers rubbed his temples hard.

When Mozu Beitan was about to take the documents, he saw a wooden box on a thick stack of materials, the man raised his eyebrows, took the box, opened the biscuit box, and a rich milky fragrance came to his nose.

The man frowned slightly, picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth, and in an instant, the fragrant milk flavor was fully combined with the taste buds, and the mouth was full of fragrance, chewing little by little, tasting carefully, and blending more appropriately.

It was not only the biscuits that melted, but also the cold heart of the man.

I don't know when, a box of biscuits has bottomed out, the man licked his lips unsatisfactorily, looked down at the wooden box, a white note came into his eyes, Mozu Beitan opened the note, on it was the woman's delicate handwriting: pay attention to your body, don't stay up late!

The corners of the man's mouth raised a beautiful arc, and he brought the note to his lips and kissed it lightly, his dark eyes full of happiness.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and the man picked up the phone: "Say." ”

"Boss, the presidential palace is almost ready, do you want to choose furniture or something?!" There was a hysterical roar from Kwon on the phone.

“.......”

"Quan Yileng, what are you doing over there, why are you so noisy?"

"There are still some works here that have not been completed and are being renovated!" Quan Yileng glanced at the staff behind him, covered his ears and shouted.

There was a black line on the man's forehead: "I'll send you the style drawing of the furniture in a few days, and you can prepare it accordingly." ”

"Okay, that boss....."

"What else?"

"The date of birth on my sister-in-law's ID card is wrong, and there is no way to move my household registration."

"Wrong date of birth?"

"Ang, my sister-in-law is twenty-four this year, but this ID card shows that my sister-in-law is only twenty years old, four years younger!"

Mozu Beitan frowned slightly, and only spoke after a while: "I'll handle this, you can handle the affairs of the presidential palace for me." ”

"Yes!"

Quan Yiling hung up the phone, looked back at the high-sounding villa, and couldn't stop sighing: his boss is worthy of being the top design elite in Europe, and he has always been imitated and never surpassed! When I think of the 'Yu Lan' crown designed by the boss himself, which is listed as the third most heirloom in the world and is still stored in the largest museum in Europe, I can't stop worshipping the boss in my heart.

Quan Yileng walked towards the presidential palace angrily, and muttered dissatisfiedly: Boss, you are so perfect, how can other men be embarrassed!