Sheng Junhao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his thin lips with perfect contours pursed into a line, and his azure pupils were brewing unknown emotions.

He raised his wrist, glanced at his valuable watch, hesitated for a moment, and then took out his phone and dialed a familiar number.

Three seconds later, the call was connected.

"Where are you, I saw the news."

Sheng Junhao's voice was mellow with a little coldness.

A mellow and clear voice, with a little bit of joy, came from the other side of the microphone.

"Is President Sheng concerned about me? Don't worry, I'm not afraid of strong winds and waves, and I'm worried about this little drizzle. ”

Sheng Junhao's eyes turned shallow, and he subconsciously loosened his tie.

"Well, that's good, I'll push it down as soon as possible. There will be no media follow-up, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Sheng, are you free today? I feel a little stuffy and want to swim to relax, I remember that your group has a room temperature swimming pool? ”

Shu Ange closed his eyes slightly, and his fingers lightly tapped on the black marble tabletop, waiting for Sheng Junhao's answer.

Swim?

Sheng Junhao's heart seemed to be blown by a warm wind with the fragrance of flowers, and the temperature of his cheeks continued to rise.

"Mr. Sheng?"

Shu An's song rose at the end, sounding soothing and silky like chocolate.

"Okay, at half past one in the afternoon, I'll drive to pick you up, are you at the company?"

"Huh? I'll just drive there by myself, so I'm embarrassed to bother with everything. ”

"I'll go."

Sheng Junhao hung up the phone, his eyes rippled with soft ripples, and his chest was a little hot.

There was a hint of chagrin in him.

Why did you say yes to her invitation to swim?

Sheng Junhao doesn't like to be too close to people, and he also likes to be alone when swimming.

He frowned slightly, looked at the cold curtain wall, sighed, and instructed the secretary to arrange it.

Since you have promised, you must keep your promise.

As for swimming...... Go for the most conservative swim trunks.

As soon as he thought that the two were about to face each other in swimsuits, Sheng Junhao felt that his palms were hot and his lips were dry.

In the winter market, it is rare to see snowflakes.

Shu Ange wore a light blue cashmere coat and a cashmere scarf, and walked out of the building with a bright smile.

Sheng Junhao rolled down the window and looked at her quietly.

"Good afternoon, it's snowing today, it's a good day."

Brother Shu An's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he spread out his palms, caught a few snowflakes, and blew at Sheng Junhao.

The fluttering snowflakes fell on the ends of her hair and shoulders, and her smiling appearance was as dazzling as the warm winter sun.

"It's cold outside, let's get in the car."

"Okay."

Shu Ange put the bag in the back row, pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat, took off the scarf and cut his hair.

The aroma of Qingfen permeated the warm carriage, Sheng Junhao stared straight ahead without squinting, and started the car.

"Ha, I can let President Sheng drive by himself, and I feel that I have become super face-saving all of a sudden."

Shu Ange fastened his seat belt, leaned on the leather sofa chair, and stretched leisurely.

Her fingertips touched Sheng Junhao's shoulder, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Are you sure you want to swim? Today, the outside temperature is too low, and it is easy to catch a cold. ”

"I'm in great health, I'm not afraid of colds, what about Mr. Sheng? If it's not easy to swim, I can switch to other sports, but I still prefer to swim. ”

"Well, then swim."

"Well, thank you."

Shu Ange folded his fingers, turned his face and thanked Sheng Junhao solemnly: "Thank you, willing to take care of my emotions." ”

In fact, this behavior is very inconsistent with Sheng Junhao's style.

He was able to take the initiative to care for her, which touched her very much.

"You're welcome, we're business partners, and that's what I'm supposed to do."

Shu Ange casually turned on the car stereo, picked a soothing tune, closed his eyes and gently beat with his fingers on his knees.

"Does Mr. Sheng care so much about every one of his work partners?"

It's time to face your heart, Mr. Sheng.

The corners of Shu Ange's lips curled, and his smile was bright and moving.

Sheng Junhao turned his face, his eyes fell on Shu Ange's delicate and delicate cheeks, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

"Target person's opinion +8.Current opinion 68."

"Hmm."

He mumbled indistinctly, not explaining much.

Shu Ange hummed for a while, leaned on the car window, and looked at the snowflakes outside.

Sheng Junhao saw her innocent and romantic appearance in the rearview mirror, and his mood also improved.

There seems to be a kind of magic in her, a magical contagion, which makes others can't help but follow her steps and share her joys and sorrows.

Prior to this, Sheng Junhao rarely brought personal emotions into his work.

But after getting to know Shu Ange, from work to life, no matter how much she likes her, he can't help but pay attention to it.

Frost and snow let out a layer of cold air on the car window, Shu Ange turned his head to stare at Sheng Junhao's face, and used his fingertips to sketch his profile face and bust on the car window.

After finishing the painting, Shu Ange smiled and took the corner of Sheng Junhao's clothes: "The painting is not like it, this is you." ”

Sheng Junhao glanced at it, and the sketch on the car window was vivid, and familiar people could see that it was him at a glance.

"Like."

"If you like, I'll take the time to help you draw a few sketches, but I've learned a little bit of art."

"You have a wide range of interests."

"Is this a compliment? If it was, I'd be cheeky enough to take it. ”

Shu Ange took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the portrait on the car window, and then pointed the camera at himself and Sheng Junhao.

With a click, a photo of the two was born.

"Mr. Sheng is really photogenic, and he has the sense of déjà vu of a blockbuster when he shoots it casually."

She clicked send and sent the photo to Sheng Junhao's WeChat.

After posting, Shu Ange's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Can I put our group photo in the circle of friends?" Rest assured, I'll be grouped. ”

Sheng Junhao's hand holding the steering wheel paused, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Yes."

Shu Ange lowered his head and edited a circle of friends with a small tune.

[Thank you President Sheng for taking time out of his busy schedule, []~( ̄▽ ̄)~*]

She smashed down a circle of friends, and the effect was more ferocious than fried fish.

Likes and comments are swishing upward, which is still based on the premise that her WeChat grouping is only visible to the company's employees and business partners who are close to her.

"What do I see? This President Sheng can't be the one I think, right? ”

"In Haishi, which has not snowed for many years, I saw a miracle on a snowy winter day."

"Real people don't show their faces, they don't show real people, congratulations to Mr. Jia for mentioning the best young president in the world."

Shu Ange clicked on the reply, sent a snickering expression, followed by a sentence: "Friendly reminder, I didn't block Mr. Sheng." ”

As soon as her reply was sent, the ridiculous comment she had just made disappeared at the speed of light.

Are you so happy to post on Moments?

Sheng Junhao saw that Shu Ange was completely immersed in the circle of friends, and he was a little curious.