My ceo wife

Shen Lang holds Murong's delicate chin, and his eyelashes flicker because he pretends to sleep. They look very cute. Resentment and numbness are not expressions of anger and numbness.

"That's how you get married. A wooden fish can make a sound even if it knocks twice. Don't worry, miss. For the rest of my life, I will grind with you slowly. "

Murong Yi has a sense of life recognition, even though the silk quilt is intimate. But psychologically, it's very close.

"The staff of the creative company gave me a direction of development. I'm a layman. You advise me In bed. The waves suddenly became serious.

Murong gasped with relief, thinking that he was going to invade himself. I can't help but relax and feel lost. "Real estate movies are not enough for you."

"Ha ha, ye Ruhai is so successful. I can't look up in front of your house. I don't want to be your little white face. Or violent demons who abandon themselves because of the huge gap. " Shen Lang covered Murong's long hair on his face and said it warmly.

"Tell me about the project."

"Online games. It seems that this emerging industry is not saturated yet, unlike the real estate industry

"It's not a matter of saturation. But the market consumption power has not been mobilized. " Murong Yi is a bit of a new man. He knows Internet technology.

He said. Murong Yi turned over, faced the waves and said, "I'll give you a friendly reminder. According to the statistical results of the bank's deposit and loan projects and accounting firms in the middle of the year, 90% of online game companies in China. I've been losing money, losing money and making face. Struggling to avoid being eliminated by the market. Do you have any advantages? "

"A wife with an IQ of more than 150, and a group of otaku left in the corner of the city."

"Online game industry is not to do a few software programs and websites, you can get social repercussions. However, your first advantage is obviously quite obvious. "

Shen Lang laughs and pinches Murong Yi's armpit. This wife is not only a genius, but also has the confidence that ordinary people don't have, just as she hit herself at the beginning.

"So you have a good idea?" Shen Lang said, biting Murong's earlobe.

"I heard that my aunt is a music producer for your movie, isn't she? I think, originally, this movie may be a rotten film burning money. With the help of my aunt, you can't let it rot down. What's the name of the movie? "

"The myth of ascension." That's the name Shen Lang remembers.

"Listen to the name, it should be the upgrade routine of the immortal background, don't limit your eyes to the cinema. If the film is shot well, it can drive fans to pursue a wave of upsurge. Therefore, if you want to do online games, you can graft it directly with the framework of the film. The film is the propaganda film of this online game, and the enthusiasm of online game will also promote the prosperity of the film box office. "

"Interesting. It's a doctor of economics." Shen Lang held her in his arms like a treasure.

"Don't be happy too early. After all, the movie only has 90 minutes. It's not only the content of these dozens of minutes that supports an online game. I have a good idea. First, we can adapt the film into the network, and use the network as the script of online games. Online games, online games and movies complement each other

Shen Langsi cableway: "so, you still need to find a great writer?"

"Fast food literature, on the contrary, big writers don't have the strength. After putting forward their opinions, it's time to let me sleep."

"Go to sleep."

"Get your paws off my chest!"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Shen Lang took away his hand and put it on her waist. Then he frowned: "if you have time to exercise, there are few people. How can there be fat on your waist? Learn yoga, or you can't even wear wedding dress."

The next morning, Jiangling news and major newspapers published a piece of news that made Jiangling men envious. The news spread that Murong Yi, President of Jiangling Merchants Bank, the largest private commercial bank in southeast coastal area, was about to get married.

However, there was no substantive content in the news, not even a picture of murongyi, and her fiance was only named Mr. Shen. Journalists and news are not uncrowned kings. There are some things they can't touch. Of course, Murong is just not used to being exposed to the public.

In a ward of Jiangling second hospital, boss Yao sat beside his son with the newspaper. He never thought that his son was in such a big trouble.

Last night, after Shen Lang left, boss Yao was so scared that he went to ask Yang bureau what to do.

Yang Bureau scolded: "you and his head water, almost let you kill me. You dare to offend people like Shen lang. hum, don't you want to fight with others? Fight this time. "

The relationship between Yang Ju and boss Yao is normal. Of course, Shen Lang will not be offended by such a small boss. How did boss Yao ever think that the backers and contacts he had accumulated in his daily life were not worth a word in Shen Lang's eyes.

Another document on the table is the collection letter and financial statement of the trust company. Today, the lighting equipment company that boss Yao has been running for many years went bankrupt, and the company's debt was unable to repay. Coincidentally, he knows that boss Ma of the trust company is Ma Xuejun's younger brother, and Ma Xuejun and Shen Lang are partners.When boss Yao called his secretary and asked her to go home and ask his wife to take care of his son, the secretary told him two good news. One was that the Secretary resigned today, and the other was that boss Yao's wife ran away with all the company's circulating funds and the little white face outside.

"Dad, I can't swallow that."

"Forget it, it's good to be alive." Boss Yao said dejectedly.

The father and son thought it was Shen Lang's revenge. In fact, Shen Lang didn't pay attention to it at all. However, Murong Ze, the cousin who secretly protects Murong Yi, knew that Yao Yang was trying to give seven younger sisters medicine. Although it didn't lead to any consequences, it was necessary to teach them some lessons.

Yao Yang has been recovering in the hospital these days. He has lost his life. He compares himself to Jia Baoyu. In the past, when his family was rich, he had a lot of scenery. He was the head of the cheerleading team, surrounded by beautiful women. Now the mansion is about to collapse, and there is no one to visit him. But he did not choose to become a monk like Jia Baoyu, but intended to revenge.

Qian Yusen, who was surprised to hear that Shen Lang and murongyi were married, was even more anxious. With the backing of Jiang Xing, he realized that Shen Lang wanted to take Haitang bay into his pocket. On the surface and Shen Lang brotherhood, behind the plan began to retreat.

In Haitangwan office, Feng Rui measures Shen Lang's figure with a cloth ruler.

"Mr. Shen, I can tell you in advance that I'm afraid you'll have a lot of money on your wedding day. I'm a poor man."

"Well, the boss's money is the Secretary's money. The key to our office vault is in your hand."

"Wrongly, every dime spent by the creative department is approved by you."

Shen Lang said with a smile: "I'm kidding. You just take a mouth with you. Haven't you finished measuring it yet?"

Feng Rui was unfastening Shen Lang's belt and measuring his waistline. When he heard this, he said with a wry smile, "it's not me who married you. The Secretary downstairs is still waiting for the data. I'll take two photos later. Shen's wedding dress must be exquisitely carved."

"What's old Qian's reaction?" Shen Lang asked suddenly.

"It's calm on the surface, but the calmer the water is, the deeper it seems to be..."

When Feng Rui said this, Shen Lang heard footsteps in the corridor, hissed quietly and pressed Feng Rui's head alertly.

Who knows, the person is sun Jingjing, surprised at the scene in the office.

Feng Rui also turns her head in surprise and blushes with shame.

This scene is too imaginative. Shen Lang takes off his pants to measure his figure. Feng Rui is in a professional dress and squats under Shen Lang's crotch to measure his waist. Shen Lang's hand is still on the back of Feng Rui's head.

Sun Jingjing is also very embarrassed: "you go on, I have something to do with you after I'm busy."

Shen Lang releases Feng Rui awkwardly, ties his belt and catches up.

"Well, so fast?"

"Fast? I'm very persistent, and you know that best. " There's no need to explain the waves.

Sun Jingjing said sourly: "no wonder your office monopolizes one floor. It turns out that there are little secrets every day. I went to your Haitangwan Engineering Department to report for work. That's what you mean

"I didn't give him a chance to go through the back door. First, I'll take exercise from the grassroots. Although other departments are very idle, your brother has been spoiled since he was a child. Let's get used to how hard-working people work. That's why you're here? "

"Almost all the residents in the village have moved. I'm going to move, too."

Shen Lang said, "well, you wait for me. I'll drive a car."

After a while, Shen Lang drove a truck from the engineering team and went straight to sun Jingjing's home.

Of course, Shen Lang is responsible for all the hard work.

Sun quietly sat at the door, looking at the waves, busy inside and outside, I really hope that he is an ordinary person, even if the life is a little bit dull.

After loading the car, Shen Lang washed his face and saw sun quietly fall asleep leaning against the door, so he lazily carried her back to the house.

In the hazy, sun Jingjing felt that in Shen Lang's arms, a strange feeling accompanied by a sour taste, transferred out her heart's desire, and put out her hands around Shen Lang's neck.

At this moment, the door of the courtyard clanged as if it had been knocked open.

"Dong Dong Dong!" A series of knocks at the door.

Sun Jingjing looks at Shen Lang suspiciously and signals him to open the door.

Shen Lang scolds him secretly. It's hard to feel that someone interrupts the gun. I don't know who bothers me with such short eyes.

As soon as he opened the door, Shen Lang and sun Jingjing were stunned. It was not sun Mingming who was at the door, but he was still leading Huang Yufei, and they were covered with blood.

"Mingming, what's the matter?" Sun Jingjing just spewed out the love fire then subsided.

"Brother in law, I, I killed!" Sun Mingming said dully, a bloody dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.