My dear President, Please make a detour

Qin Zijin looked at him with a smile and shared with him the gossip he had just heard.

After hearing what Qin Zijin said, Jian Qianyu raised his eyebrows and said, "are you feeling it? Are you worried that I will be like him?"

Qin Zijin stuck out his tongue and his eyes were full of cunning: "don't manage. In short, this question is easy to answer!"

Jian Qianyu directly put down the document in his hand and got up and walked towards her.

"Do you think I'll hit you?" Jian Qianyu reached out and pressed her shoulder in a low tone.

Qin Zijin blinked and replied, "I'm not sure."

Jian Qianyu scraped her nose: "since I'm not sure, I'll tell you -"

Jian Qianyu deliberately calmed his face and made a serious look: "if you don't obey, I will really clean you up."

When Qin Zijin heard the speech, he immediately hurt his face: "you really want to rape me?! Jian Qianyu, I don't think we can live any longer."

Jian Qianyu took advantage of the situation and pinched her nose. In his voice, he was a little unhappy: "the more you say, the more disgraceful you are."

Qin Zijin shook his head and tried to get rid of his hand.

Jian Qianyu imprisoned people more tightly.

"Don't worry. No matter what happens in the future, I won't hurt you." Jian Qianyu hugged people in his arms and said seriously.

Qin Zijin looked up at him and smiled.

"Well, I knew you would answer like this."

The two people were bored and the atmosphere was warming up.

Just as something was about to happen, it was interrupted by a bang.

As the sound sounded, there was the cry of crying bags.

Qin Zijin hurriedly pushed Jian Qianyu away and went to see the crying bag.

Crying bag just climbed around and accidentally touched the table. Now he is opening his mouth and crying like the sky is falling.

"Darling, don't cry." Qin Zijin rubbed his red forehead and said painfully, "Mom, blow it, and it won't hurt."

The tears of small crying bags are like pearls falling to the ground one by one.

Qin Zijin kissed and rubbed for a long time, and then made the voice of little crying bag lower.

After coaxing the little guy, Qin Zijin looked up at Jian Qianyu.

Jian Qianyu understood and immediately said, "I'll have someone do the office again later."

Previously, he was negligent. The crying bag was so small that he would inevitably knock and trip

We still have to get someone to replace all the desks in the office, and all the corners must be wrapped in cotton cloth.

So even if you hit it, you won't get hurt.

After staying in the office for a while, Jian Qianyu was immersed in his busy work and concentrated.

Suddenly, someone pulled his arm.

Qin Zijin pointed to the clock hanging in the office and grimaced: "look at what time it is now?"

Jian Qianyu rubbed his forehead: "there's too much work to deal with."

Qin Zijin frowned: "how long do you have to deal with it?"

Jian Qianyu said uncertainly, "it's about... A few hours."

"Then let it go first!" Qin Zijin's tone was indisputable: "anyway, it can't be handled for a while and a half."

Jian Qianyu looked at the document. Before he said anything, Qin Zijin showed an aggrieved expression to him.

"I've been here with you for so long. I'm already hungry. Don't you get off work and eat with me soon?"

Hearing that she was hungry, Jian Qianyu immediately stopped delaying, immediately packed up the documents and announced that he was off duty.

Qin Zijin raised a smiling face: "let's go home and eat."

Jian Qianyu nodded and walked over to pick up the crying bag that was still climbing on the ground.

When he was almost home, Qin Zijin asked to get out of the car.

The scenery on both sides of this section of the road is very good. Qin Zijin feels in a good mood every time he passes by here.

"Yee Yee!" as he was walking, the little crying bag suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed not far away. His small expression looked eager.

Qin Zijin didn't know, so he looked in the direction he pointed.

It was an isolated area, and in the area, there were a group of people under construction.

The little crying bag waved his lotus root like arm and his small body jumped. If Jian Qianyu hadn't had great strength, he could hardly hold him.

"What is this?" Qin Zijin asked, looking at the little crying bag suspiciously.

Jian Qianyu looked at the small crying bag in his arms and the excavator under construction nearby.

"Crying bag... Don't you want to see the excavator?" Jian Qianyu hesitated.

Qin Zijin smelled the speech and noticed his reaction.

Sure enough, the eyes of xiaowaibao are the moving excavator.

"Crying bag?" Qin Zijin said with a smile, "why do you like that excavator so much?"

The little crying bag didn't understand what they said. He just stretched out his little arm and wanted to go ahead.

Jian Qianyu looked at the location and found that the construction team seemed to be related to himself.

He bought that area and prepared to expand it.

These construction teams should have been building the building he wants.

"Let's go over there and let the crying bag see clearly." Jian Qianyu always spoiled the little crying bag.

Not to mention that he had great expectations for the child.

With his hard work, he survived from the fragile premature baby to the lovely pink baby now

In short, Jian Qianyu and Qin Zijin cherish this child very much.

"Good." Qin Zijin agreed.

When he arrived near the venue, xiaowaibao was even more excited than before.

"Yiya!!" xiaowaibao's eyes are bright.

Qin Zijin thought for a few seconds and looked at Jian Qianyu. His tone was very complicated: "our family cries...... we like excavators so much that we won't drive them in the future?"

Jian Qianyu took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and thought about the scene in his mind. He was immediately shocked by thunder. His face turned black.

"No way." Jian Qianyu said seriously, "when he gets older, I will invite him all kinds of talent teachers. In short, I will never let him do this."

The young master of Mg, the successor of Jane's family, gave up his position as President... To drive an excavator.

No, the picture is too tragic. He refuses to accept it.

"Eech!" the little crying bag tugged Jian Qianyu's sleeve. The little fat hand continued to point to the excavator, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

A little more! He wants to touch the excavator!

Jian Qianyu looked at the crying bag's cheerful little face, resolutely turned and left.

He can't continue to watch, otherwise, he is really addicted to driving excavators. Who will manage mg after that? Who will inherit the Jane family?!

"Wow!" the little tearful bag took it away forcibly, and immediately fell into the golden peas. His big wet eyes were covered with tears. His small appearance could not be more pitiful.

Anyone who sees it will feel distressed!