A weekend passed, and on Monday morning, office workers started a new hustle and bustle.

Holding a tablet and a stack of documents, Zuo Hong knocked on the door and entered Huo Yu's office.

Then I saw that the president of his own house was not doing his job, and there was a pile of tree roots on the expensive mahogany desk, and he was concentrating on carving something.

"President, the overseas market research report is out, and you need to see the relevant project approval."

"Look for Vice President Liu, I'm not available."

"The real estate cooperation project in T city has encountered financial difficulties, please give your approval on whether to make additional investment."

"Looking for Vice President Li's approval, I'm very busy."

"In the afternoon, there is an international trade symposium, hosted by the state, this is very important, you see......"

"Let Vice President Zhao go, I haven't finished carving the roots yet."

Zuo Hong: "......"

President, are you going to change careers to become a woodcarver?

Huo Yu didn't even look at him, he was struggling with the roots.

I found out that it was so difficult to carve a character!

I don't know how long it took Wei Wei and how much effort it took to carve him out.

This heart is heavy.

Huo Yu put down the tree roots, picked up his phone, and sent a text message to Wei Wei.

Wei was holding a regular meeting for the senior management on Monday, and when she heard the phone vibrating, she subconsciously glanced at it.

"Baby, I love you."

Sender, Huo Yu.

The corners of Wei's lips rose unconsciously.

Really, it's only been less than an hour since they were apart, and he misses her? actually sent a text message to confess.

She puts her phone screen down on her desk and continues the meeting with tasks assigned for the week.

Huo Yu waited left and right, and waited for half an hour without receiving Wei's only reply, and was very dissatisfied.

However, he knew that Wei Wei would meet every Monday, and even if he was dissatisfied, he didn't call her.

But until noon, he didn't receive a word from Wei.

Huo Yu couldn't bear it anymore and called her: "Why didn't you reply to my message?" ”

Wei only remembered that she was busy forgetting the confession text message.

She was a little helpless, no matter how mature and rational a person was, she would occasionally have a childish side, and he was afraid that he had waited for her to reply all morning.

She didn't care that the secretary was still there, and whispered into the phone: "I love you too, husband." ”

The gentle voice reached Huo Yu's ears through the mobile phone, as if she was whispering in his ear, all his irritability disappeared, his fierce momentum subsided, and his cold voice turned into a shallow answer: "Well, eat well at noon, don't lose weight." ”

"Got it!"

Wei only agreed briskly, feeling that he couldn't reply to his message in time in the morning, he was very sorry, and hugged his mobile phone to chat with him.

"What were you busy with in the morning? Tired or not? ”

"Work, a little tired, hands hurt."

Huo Yu's tone was light, so straightforward that Zuo Hong next to him felt sincere admiration.

Look, how strong the psychological quality of the president is!

Obviously, I didn't do my job and played with the roots of the tree all morning, and calmly answered "work"!

It's no wonder that his hand doesn't hurt, and the carving knife has never been put down.

Of course, Wei Wei didn't know that Huo Yu was carving, and thought that he had signed the documents all morning, and he was tired, so he said distressedly: "Have a good rest at noon, and I'll help you massage your hands and back when you go home in the evening." ”

It feels good to be distressed, and Huo Yu is satisfied.

He had never been able to tell anyone that he was tired, and if he told the old man that he was tired, he would definitely be scolded by him.

Now I can talk to Wei only without any scruples, well, having a wife is happiness!

(End of chapter)