Chapter 61: Meeting in the Way of Marriage Partners

Nan Shiyu leaned on the sofa as soft as a bone.

With her other hand on her chin, she chuckled and raised her eyebrows as she listened to him.

"Miss Ben is never a loser."

"She scolded me, I scolded her directly."

If it weren't for the upbringing from childhood to adulthood, at a certain moment, Nan Shiyu wanted to slap her twice.

Jiang Jingyu's eyebrows overflowed with a thin smile.

Rubbed the top of her hair dotingly.

"I can see it, my family knows very well."

Nan Shiyu raised her eyelids and met his dark eyes impartially.

Her eyes flickered.

Subconsciously want to look away.

Before he could move, he was embraced by him.

In a place where Nan Shiyu couldn't see, Jiang Jingyu's eyes were cold, but when he spoke, he was very gentle and gentle.

"Know, if you encounter this kind of inconsistency in the future, don't bear it, you should be beaten, you should be scolded, I will give you everything."

***

Nan's headquarters.

Outside the president's office.

Qin Yan wandered outside uneasily for a while without pushing the door in.

This morning, there were two meetings in a row, and his face was gloomy.

That mood, you don't need to look at it to know that it is definitely not good.

Qin Yan racked his brains and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out which link went wrong, which caused their boss, who was originally very emotionally stable, to be depressed since this morning.

At last.

Seeing that the time is almost half past eleven.

A certain sad and miserable Qin Tezhu looked around in the corridor outside and didn't see a colleague who could share the negative emotions of his boss with him.

In the end, I could only push open the door of the president's office alone.

The moment he entered, Qin Yan thought to himself that although his job paid well, it was also risky.

If it really doesn't work, he will promote the few spare candidates in the secretariat, so that there can be one more person to carry the fire for him.

Nan Yuheng is looking at the document at the moment.

After Qin Yan came in, he put down the file, frowned slightly, and asked Qin Yan an unexpected digression.

"Last time, you said that the one named Chen Mu from Cheng's company was hired by the branch?"

Qin Yan was stunned.

Then his eyes lit up.

The mood brightened instantly.

I've finally found the source of my bad mood.

It turned out to be because of Miss Cheng.

Qin Yan thought to himself that when their boss was in a bad mood in the future, he didn't need to think about it anywhere else, just go directly to Miss Cheng to find the reason.

Clearing away the thoughts in his heart, he nodded and replied:

"Yes, Mr. Nan."

"Chen Mu should have joined the company by now, in the branch of Linshi."

Finished speaking.

Qin Yan stood in place, waiting for Nan Yuheng's next order.

But he waited for a while, but he didn't see any movement from Nan Yuheng.

The president's office was quiet, and Qin Yan was beating a drum in his heart with this kind of dead silence that could be heard by falling pins.

I was about to say something, or go out in a vague way.

Before he could speak, he heard Nan Yuheng say:

"Let's get out."

He closed the file, took the phone casually, and didn't raise his eyes: "Close the door." ”

Qin Yan nodded hurriedly.

Quickly closed the door and left the president's office.

Nan Yuheng sat in the boss's chair, his eyes sinking on the screen.

After a while, he came to the floor-to-ceiling window and dialed Cheng Shaohui's phone.

When connected over there, he asked first:

"Uncle, is it convenient now?"

At this moment, in Cheng's company, Cheng Shaohui is preparing to go home from work.

After receiving a call from Nan Yuheng, he limped and returned to the chairman's office.

"Convenient."

"Yu Heng, you say."

Nan Yuheng's eyes were dark, and he looked out the window with his hands in his pockets, "That's right, uncle, I want you to arrange for me and Nian An to meet in the way of a marriage partner." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Shaohui was a little surprised.

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

His family's big leaky padded jacket has no awareness of marrying the Nan family at all, and in this case, the speed of cultivating feelings can be described as slow and slow.

It's better to spread out the conversation early and meet in the way that you are about to get married.

When the time comes, it will be successful, and if it is not successful, it will not be done.

This is a result.

"Okay." Cheng Shaohui agreed, "I'll go back and communicate with Nian'an and arrange for you to meet." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

Nan Yuheng said again: "Don't tell Nian'an that you are married to the Nan family, I will talk to Nian'an slowly when we meet." ”

***

Twelve thirty o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Shaohui came back from the company.

After sweeping around the hall and not seeing his daughter, he asked his wife.

"Nian Nian is not at home?"

Cheng's mother pointed upstairs, "It's in the room." ”

After that, she asked him, "Something?" ”

Cheng Shaohui nodded, "It's a bit of a thing." ”

He sat down on the sofa opposite Cheng's mother and whispered to her about the meeting.

After listening, Cheng's mother also said: "It's good to meet, there will be a result earlier." ”

"It's not good for both of them if it drags on all the time."

Cheng Shaohui also thinks so.

Cheng's mother glanced upstairs.

She put down the tea in her hand and got up, "I'll go and call Niannian down, and you and the child will communicate well later." ”

In view of the experience and lessons learned from the failure of the marriage last time, Cheng Shaohui used a whole lunch to phrase it.

During this period, Cheng's mother coughed lightly and reminded him several times, but Cheng Shaohui sighed silently and did not speak.

Until the end of eating.

Cheng Nianan looked at his mother suspiciously.

"Mom, do you have a cold? Is your throat uncomfortable? ”

With that, she got up and went upstairs.

"In this way, I'll go find the medicine box and take a medicine early."

Cheng's mother hurriedly stopped her, "No, no, Mom can just find it herself." ”

At this time, Cheng Shaohui also said:

"Niannian, you stay, Dad has something to tell you."

Cheng Nianan looked back and forth at her parents, who were behaving a little unusually, and finally sat down again and looked at her father.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Cheng Shaohui cleared his throat and tried to make his tone as casual as possible, "Just the marriage I said last time......"

Cheng Nian'an frowned.

Her dad continued:

"Daughter, combined with the factor of your refusal to marry last time, Dad carefully selected this time and chose a 100% excellent tentative marriage partner for you."

Cheng Nian'an's brows furrowed a little deeper.

She sighed helplessly, "Dad, haven't you already given up the idea of marriage?" ”

"Why do you remember this stubble again?"

"That's what I thought, Dad looked for you this time, you are 100% satisfied, and you can't find a more suitable second one in Haicheng. Take some time to meet? ”

Cheng Nianan refused simply, "I don't see." ”

Cheng Shaohui: "......"

"Dad, when are you going to give up this thought?"

Cheng Shaohui's helplessness as a father,

Cheng Nian'an, a quasi-marriage partner who was forced to put a landlubber on the shelf, was also helpless.

In order to make his own leaky padded jacket agree to meet, Cheng Shaohui gave in again:

"You went to see this marriage partner, and I won't mention marriage anymore."

Well?

Cheng Nian'an's eyes lit up, and she said hello in advance:

"Whether it works out or not, don't mention marriage anymore?"

Cheng Shaohui nodded.

If it happens, it will be married directly.

If it doesn't work, Cheng Shaohui has also thought about it, and he will no longer force her to marry in the future.

If his daughter can't even look down on Nan Yuheng, then the other families in Haicheng don't have to think about it.

She didn't like it even more.

In order to completely get rid of the dog skin plaster of marriage, Cheng Nianan agreed.

"Okay then, then I'll see you."

"But Dad, you can remember what you promised, if it doesn't work out, you won't mention marriage again in the future."