047: Mr. Yan: Is it pretty?

As if thinking of something, the boy walked over to the bedside table and took his phone.

In front of the camera, I took a selfie.

In the photo,

The black hair was still dripping with water, and the black and white eyes were full of gloom.

With his head sideways, the flower stud earrings on his left ear are clearly visible.

There was also water on it, and you could vaguely see the lines on it.

His pink lips were slightly pursed with a little playfulness, his broken hair covered his fair forehead, and there was a drop of water on the tip of his nose.

The whole is a pure and seductive goblin.

It is like a hollow valley orchid, exuding an indifferent and alienated atmosphere.

It's like a blue enchantress, seductive.

clicked on WeChat, and sent such a photo to his cheap brother.

I also said it very narcissistically.

"Brother Han, am I very handsome?"

After sending it, he put his phone on the bed casually.

I don't know what kind of expression the man had when he saw it, but it's funny just to think about it.

Hee-hee......

took the towel on the table, and wiped his broken hair very seriously.

On the other side, Yan Shaohan has returned to the company.

He's still a workaholic, and today's work isn't done.

entered the office and found that Xiaoxiao and Xiao Fan were still here,

It seems that today's work is generally much more.

The two were surprised to see their boss come back.

Didn't you just go out? Why did you come back so soon?

"Mr. Yan!"

Standing up at the same time as the conditioned reflex, the reflex said in unison.

"Hmmm! Time to eat? ”

The men still looked faint, but they inexplicably felt that today's boss was in a good mood.

"Well, I just had takeout. Did the boss eat it? ”

Xiaoxiao replied gently.

The man let out a faint "um". Sideways eyes look at them.

"Xiao Fan, grab something and come in with me. Xiaoxiao, it's time for you to get off work. ”

"Oh! Good. ”

He was answered by the same language with a different voice.

Without speaking, the man turned and walked towards his office.

Xiaoxiao is also packing up her things, no way, the boss said, I have to follow.

Xiao Fan took his laptop and walked into the office.

Suddenly, the office outside fell silent.

In the office, the man sat on an office chair, and behind him stood Xiao Fan, who was holding a computer.

"That's what Chen's said?"

After taking a sip of coffee, the man asked lightly.

"Their head said they were going to see the boss. Only then can we talk about the details of cooperation in detail. ”

Xiao Fan flipped through the computer while answering his boss's question.

"There's no need for a handover with them anymore."

"Didi..."

A message from their cell phone interrupted their conversation.

The man took the mobile phone on the table, and Xiao Fan closed his mouth in amusement.

Slid open the screen lock and clicked into WeChat.

Then I saw the photos and text messages that I had sent from me.

Yan Shaohan enlarged the photo. It seems to be necessary to see his little bit clearly.

After that, he put the phone on the table.

He turned around and looked at Xiao Fan, whose eyes were shining.

"Is it pretty?"

The faint voice was still the same as usual. But Xiao Fan sensed the aura of danger very keenly.

But let him change his breath first.

The boy in the photo just now won't be Ershao! What exactly are they missing?

is worthy of being a second younger, and what he did was really so surprising.

He has been with his boss since he became president, and it has been two years.

I have never seen that person dare to send such a photo to his boss, with such words.

Whatever it is, Xi Ke is the first person.

When the pale eyes fell on him without any temperature.

"Manager Xiao seems to like work very much, so let's stay here tonight, so as not to be bored at home. Well? ”

The man didn't give him time to speak, just looked at him. Decided where he would end up tonight.

"The owner,... Well. ”

Xiao Fan was about to say something more, but when he saw his boss's warm eyes, he had no choice but to agree.

Ay! Why is it always him who gets hurt?

Who told your eyes to wander?

"Get out!"

As he spoke, he took the mobile phone on the table again, clicked on WeChat, and edited a few words.