President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming watched her gently rubbing his hair, "Honey, you are really good today."

"I'm usually very obedient." Ling Yanyan stopped what she was doing and smiled.

"Really?" Feng Zhiming put his long arms around her waist, and pressed his face against her flat belly, "Tell me, what do you want to do today?"

Ling Yanyan rolled her eyes, "What are you not doing?"

"That's good! Go to the company to accompany me to a meeting today." Feng Zhiming said directly, since she was fine, then he arranged for her.

"I, I..." Ling Yanyan said me twice before being stopped by Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows, "Are you okay? Didn't you say you're fine?"

It was too easy for him to see her thoughts clearly.

"Oh, it's okay." Ling Yanyan sighed silently in her heart and shook her head.

"Well, pack it up, we can go out later." Feng Zhiming was talking, he reached out and untied the bathrobe on his body, revealing his firm skin, and changed his clothes in front of her.

Ling Yanyan walked into the bathroom with a reddish face.

Feng Zhiming listened to the sound of the bathroom glass door being pushed and closed, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.

Ling Yanyan deliberately changed into a white chiffon high-necked shirt and a pair of black trousers, which further revealed her slender figure. However, standing in front of the mirror, she could still vaguely see the conspicuous marks , Xiumei frowned.

"Honey, how long do you want to dress up?" Feng Zhiming stood at the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door lightly.

"Okay, I'm ready." Ling Yanyan pulled up her collar and opened the bathroom door.

Feng Zhiming looked at her with a deep smile on his face, "Well, it's so beautiful!" He lowered his head and kissed her on the face.

"Go down quickly! Don't make parents wait too long." Ling Yanyan took his hand.

"Then it should be your fault, right? It took you more than half an hour to change clothes standing in the bathroom." Feng Zhiming told the truth.

Ling Yanyan took the handbag on the sofa, "Got it!"

The two went downstairs together. In the dining room, Yiyi was drinking milk, "Good morning, Daddy and Mommy."

"Morning Yiyi!" Ling Yanyan stepped forward and kissed her daughter on the cheek.

Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao looked at them and smiled, and hurriedly ate breakfast, Feng Zhiming drove to the company with Ling Yanyan.

As soon as he entered the office, Feng Zhiming habitually pressed the internal line in the secretary's room, "Make a cup of coffee and come in."

"Hey..." Before Ling Yanyan could speak, the phone was hung up.

"No opinion is allowed! In the company, I am the boss, and you are my special assistant." Feng Zhiming sat down on the leather swivel chair.

Ling Yanyan sat down opposite him, "When did I become your special assistant again? Why didn't I know?"

"It's not too late to know now!" As soon as Feng Zhiming finished speaking, the secretary brought in a cup of coffee.

"Ma'am, what would you like to drink?" Secretary Chen asked.

Ling Yanyan smiled, "In the company, I'm not a wife, I'm a special assistant. Thank you! I want to drink it myself, but I can pour it myself! Go get busy!"

Although Secretary Chen was a little puzzled as to why Ling Yanyan would say that, she knew that the CEO must have provoked her.

"President, the meeting starts in 10 minutes." Before Secretary Chen left the office, he re-determined the time.

Feng Zhiming raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Okay, I got it. Also, let Yanyan do the minutes of today's meeting. Yanyan, can you?"

"Yes, President." Ling Yanyan smiled playfully.

This feeling is like returning to the way it was when I first arrived here many years ago.

The meeting had been going on all morning since the beginning of the meeting, but Ling Yanyan, who was sitting next to Feng Zhiming, moved her slender fingers on the laptop computer, but did not type a few words, but kept staring at the lower right corner of the computer In the time, watching the numbers pass by every minute and every second, if the meeting is not over, it will be too late.

But Ling Yanyan, who was in a daze, didn't notice that the meeting was over, and except for Feng Zhiming and her, everyone else in the meeting room had already left.

"Yanyan, Yanyan." Feng Zhiming called her twice in a row, but she didn't hear it. It was only when Feng Zhiming's big hand covered her small hand on the keyboard that Ling Yanyan came back to her senses. Come.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yanyan turned to look at him.

"You're distracted." Feng Zhiming calmly spit out the truth he wanted to say.

Ling Yanyan was stunned, looking at the meeting minutes with only one line of words on the computer screen, and then looking at the meeting room except for the two of them, her face was downcast.

"I'm sorry, I..." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, "I seem to have messed up the minutes of the meeting."

Feng Zhiming turned to the computer screen and nodded, "There are fewer records than I imagined."

"You know everything?" Ling Yanyan looked at him in surprise.

"You have nothing to say to me?" Feng Zhiming asked her back.

Ling Yanyan just looked at him without speaking.

"If you don't have one, forget it." Feng Zhiming stood up, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ling Yanyan held his hand, raised her face, and looked at him, "I want to send Ji Yunjun off." She finally said it.

Feng Zhiming stood in front of her, "Are you really going? Are you sure?"

Ling Yanyan nodded, she knew that Ji Yunjun might never come back when he went abroad this time, maybe they would never have the chance to meet again.

"Then what if I don't agree?" Feng Zhiming's expression was very calm, and he couldn't see the real thoughts in his heart.

Ling Yanyan bit her lips lightly, "If you don't agree, I won't go."

Feng Zhiming reached out and pulled her up, "You can go, but you can't go alone, I'll go with you."

"Really? You really want me to go?" Ling Yanyan changed from the sad look on her face and smiled.

"Ling Yanyan!" Feng Zhiming yelled at her, "Do you have to be so happy?" You really deserve a beating!

"Got it! Thank you!" Ling Yanyan wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his cheek.

Feng Zhiming looked at her, "Is this a thank you?"

"Then what else do you want?" Ling Yanyan pouted, she thanked him and even kissed him, isn't that enough?

"Okay, let's forget about this first, we'll settle it when we get home at night. What about this?" Feng Zhiming glanced at the notebook on the conference table.

Ling Yanyan lowered her head slightly, "I'm sorry! But now that the meeting is over and everyone is gone, why don't you invite all the executives of the company and hold another meeting. I will take it seriously this time. "

Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand and patted her small head, "My dear wife, have you lost your mind?"

"Then what should I do?" Ling Yanyan frowned.

"You can figure it out!" Feng Zhiming walked out of the conference room with his arms around her while talking.

Secretary Chen just walked to the door of the secretary's room, looked at the two of them, and nodded slightly, "Secretary Chen, Yanyan and I are going out, the afternoon schedule is canceled and changed to tomorrow morning, and also, bring back the notebook from the meeting room. "Feng Zhiming said to Secretary Chen.

Ling Yanyan suddenly broke away from his embrace, "Well, Zhiming, I'll get the notebook." Then she trotted towards the meeting room.