President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1183 handsome and generous

Dongfang Chen finally agreed to her, she can continue to work, Xia Zimo was so happy that she almost jumped up.

Getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for Dongfang Chen, she rubbed her sore waist, hum, she was squeezed by the evil capitalists all night.

Xia Zimo was in a good mood, fried ham and eggs, and made two bento boxes to take to the company, it was not nutritious to eat outside all the time.

I accompany him to work on the last day of vacation, and I will be released tomorrow and go to work.

When Dongfang Chen entered the kitchen, he saw the woman making breakfast and still laughing.

Just like going to work so much, don't all women like to be taken care of by others, this woman's head is abnormal.

"You're in a good mood," Dongfang Chen wrapped her arms around her waist from behind.

"I'm making breakfast, don't move, go away, ah, don't bite me."

Dongfang Chen lightly pecked her pink face a few times, and after a while, he was willing to let her go.

If you like to work, let her go to work. No matter how handsome her boss is, he can't be as handsome as him. Dongfang Chen still has this confidence.

After watching the fashion show last time, Dongfang Chen discovered that this woman does have a talent for design.

Reading so many books should not be for the sake of being supported, but also for the society.

Today is the day when Xuanxuan came back from traveling, and the plane arrived at [-]:[-] pm.

Xia Zimo asked if she wanted to pick her up, Xuanxuan said no, they had dinner together at night and brought her a gift, and told Xia Zimo to bring President Dongfang with her.

Two couples, four of them have a meal together.

When she came out of the airport, Xuanxuan carried a handbag, and Dazhong carried everything.

Xuanxuan took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll call Momo and tell her we're here."

Xia Zimo put down the phone, looked at Dongfang Chen, and said, "Xuanxuan is back and said she brought us a gift."

Dongfang Chen nodded, with an expression that he was looking forward to.

After work, Dongfang Chen drove his woman for a ride and walked along the beach.

The sea breeze was strong, and Xia Zimo shrank directly into Dongfang Chen's arms.

Since Dongfang Chen came back from France, they got together in just a few days, but Xia Zimo felt that he couldn't do without him.

"Is it still cold?" Dongfang Chen pulled off his windbreaker and completely took the woman into his arms.

Xia Zimo wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head on his chest, and they walked along the seashore in such an embracing posture.

Apart from her father and elder brother, Dongfang Chen was the best man to her. Xia Zimo coveted his warmth and kept snuggling into his arms.

When you get used to something, it will become attachment and laziness. The tighter you hold it, the more you are afraid of losing it.

For some reason, Xia Zimo had a feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Her father has been with her for more than 20 years. When she suddenly disappeared, she almost felt overwhelmed with pain. Up to now, she has not gotten out of the shadow of having always had but suddenly lost.

She was really scared, afraid that such a situation would happen again, rationality told her not to get too close to this man, and to control her heart.

But Xia Zimo still couldn't help it, and completely opened up to him.

"Do you like the sea?"

"like."

Dongfang Chen hugged her even tighter with a smile, and took the initiative to hug him. These actions, women have never done before.

Or the idea taught by Lan Yin is good.

Dongfang Chen asked Butler Lan how to make a woman so devoted to him that she could never leave him again.

Butler Lan answered him, treat her well, treat her twice as well, pamper her, pamper her, make her feel that you are the only one who treats her best in the whole world, and besides giving her the best things, you must also be able to create romance, candlelight Dinner, beach, park, often go for a walk, it is beneficial to strengthen the relationship.

In fact, Butler Lan checked it online, hehe.

It's almost time, so I went to Xuanxuan's appointment.

Xuanxuan and Dazhong arrived early, and as soon as they entered the restaurant, they heard Xuanxuan's loud voice: "Momo, here, Momo, here."

Seeing President Dongfang again, Da Zhong hurriedly stood up, bowed his head with a nod, and stretched out his hand to pass a cigarette: "Mr. Dongfang is good."

Dongfang Chen took his cigarette, pulled Xia Zimo to sit down, and nodded to Da Zhong: "You're welcome, sit down."

"Xuanxuan, where did you go to play? The two of you are so chic."

The two girlfriends shook hands as soon as they met, and they were very happy. Seeing Xuanxuan's red face, she must have had a good time.

Xia Zimo didn't know that it was Dongfangchen who sponsored Xuanxuan to travel, just because she was afraid that Xuanxuan would come and be their light bulb.

Xuanxuan brought Xia Zimo a bunch of gadgets.

"Mo Mo, look, this is a kind of multicolored stone produced locally," Xuanxuan gave her a bunch of colorful small stones from her bag.

"The few pieces of fabric I bought locally seem to be made by hand. Check it out."

Xuanxuan knows Xia Zimo's hobby, fashion designer, always likes to collect some special artworks from all over the world, which can inspire inspiration.

Sure enough, Xia Zimo was very happy when he saw the pile of colorful little stones: "You brought so many stones back from a long distance, it's too heavy, it's so beautiful, I like it."

Dazhong rubbed his sore shoulder, he was the one who carried it all the way back, and he was sweating a lot.

Xia Zimo touched the two pieces of cloth, but he couldn't like it too much. It was indeed handmade, and the luster was very good. I don't know how to dye it.

"These, these are all yours," Xuanxuan was still taking things out of the bag.

When the two girls met, Dongfang Chen and Da Zhong sat with them, and they could only hear their chattering.

While Xia Zimo went to the bathroom.

Xuanxuan took out a bunch of toll bills and air tickets from her bag, put them in front of President Dongfang, and smiled brightly: "Hehe, President, all the expenses on our journey are here, just read the newspaper, hehe."

Xuan Xuan has a thick skin, and Da Zhong feels a little embarrassed.

Dongfang Chen was fine, he smiled and asked, "How much is it?"

"Hehe, not too much, not too much, a total of twenty-eight thousand."

Xuanxuan and Dazhong are ordinary people, it is impossible to play a hundred and eighty thousand.

Take out your phone, a WeChat red envelope, and twenty-eight thousand will be transferred.

Xuanxuan was so happy, she cracked her mouth and laughed while eating, and kept telling Xia Zimo good things about Dongfang Chen, saying that he was handsome and generous.

Not only that, but he also compared Dazhong to nothing, making Dazhong feel depressed all the time when he was eating.

……

Han Yi had just passed the busiest few days. He looked at the time and found that it was already six o'clock in the evening. He turned his head and said something to the two workers who were still working overtime for decoration, and then left by himself.

For the VICHY clothing brand developed by Han Yi, he wanted to produce and sell it himself. He chose a gold shop in the most prosperous commercial area, specializing in high-end customization.

In the high-tech Internet era, many brick-and-mortar stores are closed due to the impact of online stores. E-Show, a popular brand, takes the route of civilians, and its franchise stores are decreasing year by year, while online sales are increasing year by year.

Online stores follow the route of small profits but quick turnover, focusing on freshness and styles.

However, Han Yi's new brand is high-end, and it sells designs and tastes. It caters to high-level sales people. People of this level will only walk into physical stores to show off their identity and status.

So Han Yi bought a gold store on the fourth floor of Times Square. It will be renovated a year ago and will open in the next year.

(End of this chapter)