Wen Zhao was about to leave, and Shen Yanzhou grabbed her waist.

"Together."

When he entered the bathroom, he was carried in by Shen Yanzhou, and when he came out, Wen Zhao scolded and crawled out by himself.

The dog thing was too careful, so he said to him an old man, and tossed her to death.

After saying a lot of words, Mr. Shen was so good that he reluctantly let it go.

Rested enough, dressed and ready to leave.

Shen Yanzhou asked her, "Why do you remember to go to work?" Short on money? ”

Wen Zhao was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he suddenly said this.

Shen Yanzhou explained: "You sent me a message before. ”

So he read all the messages she sent, but he just didn't want to reply.

Wen Zhaowan smiled: "Lack of money, you support me?" ”

Shen Yanzhou took out a bank from his wallet.

"I'll raise you."

Wen Zhao looked at the bank card in his finger and was stunned.

"Since you are willing to raise me, then marry me quickly."

Shen Yanzhou's jawline suddenly tightened, and Wen Zhao knew that he had stepped on his minefield.

It was she who got carried away.

hurriedly apologized: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." ”

Wen Zhao's low-eyed appearance is really unbelievable.

"It's fine."

Shen Yanzhou's rare generosity, Wen Zhao was relieved, and secretly exhaled.

"Mr. Shen, it's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, I don't want your money, you can teach me more in your work in the future."

"What do you little company have to teach you?"

"Where is our company broken? Sooner or later, I'll make it the best in the industry. ”

"Yo? I'm quite ambitious, and if you need my help, you can come to me. ”

Wen Zhao tiptoed a kiss on Shen Yanzhou's cheek.

Like a dragonfly, the soft lip flap swept past her cheeks.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, I'll go back first."

Shen Yanzhou still stuffed the bank card in her hand.

Before leaving, Shen Yanzhou's mobile phone rang, and a WeChat message popped in.

It was sent by Chu Yanning.

Shen Yanzhou was very fast, and Wen Zhao only saw a few words.

It seems that he is about to return to the imperial capital.

was with Shen Yanzhou three times, and saw the news of Chu Yanning twice.

I don't know if they usually contact each other often.

"Mr. Shen, you ......"

Wen Zhao wanted to ask what kind of relationship Shen Yanzhou and Chu Yanning had now.

I was afraid of provoking him, so I swallowed the words back to my mouth.

Chu Yanning's imminent return was like a thorn in Wen Zhao's heart.

I got home and got busy before I forgot about it.

After that, he was often with Shen Yanzhou.

Wen Zhao didn't see a single word about Chu Yanning from Shen Yanzhou's mobile phone.

Except for the fact that they are not public, the rest are all the same as lovers.

Will have a candlelit dinner together.

I will also give her roses, necklaces and other small surprises.

Those things in bed, Wen Zhao became more skilled, and the two became more compatible.

After the matter was busy, Wen Zhao officially went to work in the company.

Wen Yue introduced her to the employees of the business department.

Wen Zhao could see from the eyes of some employees that these people regarded her as a rich second generation who came to gild, and she could be promoted after a while.

Of course, when Wen Yue introduced her, what she said also revealed this meaning.

It is equivalent to pulling a wave of hatred for her as soon as she entered the company.

Wen Zhao brought some of his own things over.

She assembled her own pink mechanical keyboard, a fishing hand rest, a small wooden fish to accumulate merit, and a small pot of round cacti.

When Wen Yue was really annoyed one day, he threw the cactus in her face.

Wen Zhao is the lowest employee in the business department, and he has to go to the merchant to do sales.

A few decades ago, their products were less competitive, and now supermarkets are full of snacks.

In the past few years, Wen's products have not innovated, and they have long lost their market competitiveness, and even if there are shops willing to sell, they can't sell much.

Wen Zhao sat at his workstation and didn't rush out to find business, so he took a photo of his workstation and sent it to Shen Yanzhou.

[Mr. Shen, this is my desk, how about it?] Isn't it pretty? 】

She is now sending a message to Shen Yanzhou, almost in seconds.

This time, the news was lost.