My dear President, Please make a detour

Qin Zijin felt soft hearted when he heard him cry.

"Otherwise, let him look here for a while." Qin Zijin said.

Jian Qianyu looked a little helpless: "didn't you just say you were hungry? It's time to have dinner. Let's go back first."

Qin Zijin is not only trying to take his son away so that he can forget the excavator.

"Crying bag is good." Qin Zijin rubbed his little face: "let's go home for dinner."

When he heard about the meal, xiaowaibao finally gave a little response.

I have to say that their crying bag is really smart.

Although the talents are so big, they can actually understand some words.

For example, eat.

When it comes to food, the little guy's eyes will shine and look forward to smiling at you with a small pink fist.

Qin Zijin said a few words that he was interested in crying bag. In the end, he finally coaxed him to forget the excavator.

After getting home, Qin Zijin looked at the crying bag and said seriously, "baby, when can you call your mother?"

The little crying bag bent his eyes and smiled, and continued to cry.

After dinner, Jian Qianyu went to work in his study, while Qin Zijin continued to coax him to cry in his bedroom.

When Hill's call came, Qin Zijin was startled by the cell phone ring.

"Brother hill." Qin Zijin greeted him with a smile.

Hill answered her with a smile and soon turned to other topics.

"If you have free time now, you can continue your previous work," Hill said.

Qin Zi was stunned and immediately nodded, "OK."

It's just boring. Finding something to do can also kill time.

After deciding this, Hill said, "I opened a new studio here because of some of my amateur interests. If you have time, you can come and play."

Qin Zijin said, "what kind of studio is it?"

"Sinology and culture."

Qin Zijin smiled: "it sounds very powerful. Did you invite many elders to sit down?"

Hill smiled: "just teasing you, this is a photography studio, shooting some works I want to see."

Qin Zi gave a "Oh" sound,

"You can be my model when you come here." hill smiled at him? She sent out an invitation: "I think if you participate, my work will add a lot of color."

Qin Zijin was embarrassed to be praised by him.

The two chatted for a while. When they finally hung up the phone, Qin Zijin smiled.

"Crying bag." Qin Zijin poked the dimple of the crying bag: "you should grow up well. Mom will work hard to earn milk powder money for you."

Although the Jane family is not short of money, Qin Zijin still feels that only the money he makes is the most meaningful.

Big and small were playing in bed. When Jian Qianyu came out of his study, he found that the two had fallen asleep.

He walked over to cover the quilt. Jian Qianyu looked at their quiet sleeping faces and smiled at the corners of his lips.

Jane Qianyu had a peaceful night, but Yin Ming was not very comfortable there.

"How can public opinion fall so fast?" the unhappy computer screen said: "the batch of marketing numbers we keep can't even take the rhythm?!"

It was mg two days ago, but now, more than half of the negative news about mg has gone.

"President Yin, Mg's public relations department, is a famous smart and capable person in the industry..."

"I don't care if they can do it or not, I just want to see the results." Yin Ming said coldly, "I'll set aside another sum of money for you. Make sure everyone believes that Mg is an irresponsible company for consumers and a robber in the industry!"

The assistant stood beside him with a vegetable face.

"Do you understand what I just said?" Yin Ming raised his voice and said coldly.

The assistant nodded hurriedly, "I understand. I'll let our people go to an extra class overnight."

Yin Ming said, "well," it's getting late. You go first. "

After the assistant left, Yin Ming rubbed his forehead and went back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Wenya was leaning against the head of the bed, looking down at a book in his hand, looking focused. He didn't even know he came in.

Yin Ming leaned against the door and looked at her for a long time before he came over.

"Don't read the book for so long." Yin Ming took the book away from her hand with a faint tone.

Her gentle face was full of unhappiness, staring at him, biting her lips and not talking.

Yin Ming touched her face and went to the bathroom.

When he came out again, he found that Wenya was wrapping himself like a silkworm chrysalis, leaving no gap all over.

Yin Ming looked funny: "do you think you can prevent me?"

Gentle only showed a small face and looked at him seriously: "Yin Ming, it seems that my family will soon know what I am here!"

Yin Ming smiled in his heart. It was inevitable.

Now the outside world has long labeled gentleness as his label. Who doesn't know that Miss Wen is now the one he printed?

And all this is what he quietly asked people to do. Of course, he won't tell Wenya about it.

"What if I know?" Yin Ming said carelessly, "maybe you behave better, and I can go to your house to propose marriage."

"Bah." gentle anger said, "I don't want you to go to my house!"

After the anger, Wenya continued to stare at him and said warily, "my family will never agree with me to be with you!"

"Why?" Yin Ming narrowed his eyes, and his big hand touched the quilt on Wenya's body.

Wenya was unaware of this and just continued to be angry: "you bastard, * * *, you are not a good man at first sight. My mother loves me so much that she won't let me be with you!"

"I'm not a lover?" there was a trace of hostility in Yin Ming's eyes, but it was fleeting.

"How do you know I'm not?" Yin Ming's voice seemed to tempt her.

Gentle don't face, angry: "when on earth will you be bored with me?"

She just wants him to get tired of herself now!

In this way, they don't have to be involved anymore.

As soon as Yin mingmou's light was dark, he would accept the person who had been stripped clean by himself and overwhelm him. His voice was slightly hoarse: "be good and let me devote myself. If I'm in a good mood, I might let you go."

Gentle tried to struggle, but was finally suppressed by someone by force.

"Yin... Yin Ming." the gentle nail left several deep and shallow marks on his back: "what do you want..."

Always pester her like this. Occasionally, she will really have misunderstandings.

Misunderstood that the person who was recognized by everyone as being amorous and cold actually took a bit of sincerity to her.