Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

He got up, went to the bar, took two glasses, poured them, turned his head and said slowly, "we should celebrate."

Zhang Hua had no way at all. He walked over to take over, looked down at the red wine quietly, and said softly, "Mr. Zhang, you did it on purpose."

"Still call me president Zhang?" Zhang Boyan smiled: "according to your generation, you are qualified to call me Boyan."

Zhang Hua, ERAN.

Although Zhang Boyan didn't say it clearly, he was almost the same as tiaoming.

Looking at Zhang Hua's stunned appearance, Zhang Boyan smiled: "it's rare for you to be so stupid!"

Zhang Hua can only smile bitterly.

They are quite old. He is still an "Uncle" generation, but Bo said he... Is too calm. He Zhang Hua would rather follow him all his life.

Zhang Boyan smiled briefly and said in a low voice, "I can't give you some things, but I can give anything I can give!"

Zhang Hua moved.

Next, several big moves of Zhang Boyan years later also proved his importance to Zhang Hua.

The merger of Huarui and Boyu is imperative. Some shareholders of Boyu are reluctant at first, but since the news of the merger was released, Boyu's shares have been limited three times, and so has Huarui.

Immediately, the face of shareholders changed 360 degrees, crying for merger.

The merger of Boyu and Huarui was completed in one month. During this period, Mrs. Zhang strongly opposed it, but she was unable to return to heaven.

After the merger, the head office is still called Boyu, and Huarui operates independently, but Zhang Boyan diluted half of Huarui's shares to Zhang Hua. The management is still Ding Lei, but Zhang Hua's value has long been different.

Of course, Ding Lei has also become a natural shareholder with 10%. He is no longer a simple professional manager. In other words, he has been dug up by Huarui.

This month, Zhang Boyan was very busy, but no matter how busy he was, he almost took Mo Xiaobei with him.

She is lazier day by day. She is sleeping when he has a meeting.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon after Zhang Boyan's meeting that day. As soon as he returned to the office, he didn't see Mo Xiaobei.

He smiled and walked into the lounge. Sure enough, he saw her lying on the bed like a pig, sleeping soundly.

Zhang Boyan rolled the document into a barrel and patted it on her little p-share: "little pig gets up."

Mo Xiaobei bit his lip and rolled on the bed. His voice was soft: "I'm so sleepy."

Then he lowered his eyelashes again. The long eyelashes were long and curly, like two thick small fans. They were very cute.

Zhang Boyan sat next to her. When he was moved, he thought that he had only touched her once or twice in the past month——

What a dereliction of duty!

So he put down the document, lifted his hand, untied his coat, threw it at the end of the bed and kissed her little mouth.

When Mo Xiaobei woke up, he clasped his fingers with her, kissed and whispered, "Beibei... You seem to be fat again."

Her little face was crimson. Don't go aside: "then don't touch it!"

He smiled and pulled her little hand. Mo Xiaobei shrunk because of the heat, but he pressed her firmly and couldn't hide.

"Shameless." Her face was redder, almost bleeding.

Zhang Boyan chuckled, holding her soft little earlobe. "Beibei, look at me. Don't you feel bad?"

She could hardly hear it and covered her eyes: "Zhang Boyan, you are becoming more and more shameless."

He smiled low, "really? Last night, you said that I was a gentleman now, and Liu Xiahui kept calm, huh? "

I was too tired last night. She climbed into his arms and kissed him for a long time. He... Fell asleep.

Later, she complained for a long time and called him Uncle Zhang. She said he was menopausal and couldn't do what he wanted!