My dear President, Please make a detour

Located in the prosperous area of Nandu commercial center, an architectural design studio called "W & Y" has sprung up, with very novel and dazzling decoration.

At this time, Shu Weiyi was wearing a black business suit and sat with flowers.

After completing the work, Shu Weiyi breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, "it's all done at last."

"Mr. Shu, everything in the studio is ready. There should be no problem opening tomorrow?" Nian Huachuan and other employees sat in other positions and said to Shu Weiyi.

Shu Weiyi nodded: "it's almost the same. It's really hard for everyone today."

"Boss, there is no hard work here with you. After all, seeing a beautiful person like you, jazz is full of motivation to work." at this time, jazz appears in front of Shu Weiyi and flatters wittily.

Shu Weiyi chuckled. Before she spoke, jazz suddenly turned into a rose from behind like magic.

He handed it to Shu Weiyi and blinked at her: "give it to the boss who is more beautiful than this flower."

Suddenly, all the other members of the studio were booing and whistling.

Shu Weiyi had a kind smile on his face and shook his head helplessly.

Naturally, she knew that everyone was joking, so she stretched out her hand to take the flower. When her fingertips just touched the handle of the flower, she suddenly flashed a powerful aura behind her and sucked the flower.

Oh, no, it was robbed.

Shu Weiyi turned his head and saw that Jian boyao didn't know when to appear. He took the flower, so he threw it on the table and stared at jazz.

Jazz subconsciously covered his lower body and looked at Jian boyao: "this is not the boss's wife? Oh no, the boss's husband, abbreviated as husband? Bah bah!"

"I'm Jian boyao!" Jian boyao looked at jazz's incoherent appearance, glanced at him and corrected his address.

"Jane is always good, Jane is always good." Jazz is very proud of Jane boyao.

"Boyao, don't do this. You scared jazz. You couldn't kick him clearly last time." seeing that jazz was a little afraid, Shu Weiyi attached to Jian boyao's ear and whispered a reminder.

"Yes, I see you scared the little boy too much." at this time, Bai Shaoqing took an apple from nowhere and added vinegar to Shu Weiyi's words as he chewed it.

Jian boyao's eyes swept over in an instant, "apples can't stop?"

Bai Shaoqing smiled with a look of fear that the world would not be chaotic: "gentlemen are a little old, and they still eat the vinegar of other people's little boys."

"Mr. Jane, don't worry. I just admire the boss... Oh, no, it's admiration! Don't get me wrong. I will never be your junior or destroy your marriage. I'm a man with principles. I can't do it as a third party who destroys other people's feelings!" Jazz also heard Bai Shaoqing's words and stood up solemnly, Explained to Jian boyao.

Jian boyao's face was blue. Shu Weiyi, standing beside him, tried to hold back the smile on his face.

"Are you still excited? You can separate me from Wei Yi's feelings with you?" Jane boyao's heart is like a dog. Jazz really takes himself seriously.

"Mr. Jane, don't be angry. I really won't do anything like that! I can swear to you!" Jazz thought Jian boyao was angry and explained seriously.

Bai Shaoqing is about to turn upside down with laughter, and Shu Weiyi is still trying to bear it.

Jian boyao's face is even more ugly. If there were not so many people, he would really beat the damn boy!

"Shut up!" Jian boyao glanced at jazz with a warning in his eyes.

Jazz reached out and obediently covered his mouth. He opened a pair of innocent eyes, and then couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jane, if you don't like me talking, I'll wipe a dish for you?"

Jazz's words immediately made people laugh.

No one can help it. When the domineering president met a straight man, the scene was really out of control

Jian boyao's forehead was almost black.

Half an hour later, Jian boyao and Shu Weiyi came to the office of the studio alone.

"Well, well, still angry? Jazz is a simple child. He doesn't understand the world. Don't care." Shu Weiyi looked at Jian boyao with a smelly face and stretched out his hand to gently pinch his face.

Jian boyao snorted coldly, and then he sat down on the sofa. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Shu Weiyi's waist and held her in his arms.

"How can I get angry with that fool? I just think you're too busy. I'm distressed to see you." Jane boyao suddenly turned into a little prince of love.

Shu Weiyi smiled sweetly. His two small hands circled Jane boyao's neck and tooted his pink lips: "boyao, thank you."

"Hmm?" Jian boyao was surprised at Shu Weiyi's sudden thanks.

"Thank you for letting me do these things, and thank you for supporting my ideal and my career." Shu Weiyi looked at Jian boyao seriously and said gratefully.

"Fool." a spoiled smile suddenly appeared on Jian boyao's handsome face. He stretched out his big hand and gently rubbed Shu Weiyi's long hair. He continued: "you are my only treasure. I will support you if you want to do anything, as long as you are happy."

"I love you so much, my husband." Shu Weiyi was so moved that he took the initiative to hold Jian boyao's head and gave him a kiss on his face.

"That's enough?" the man raised his eyebrows and stared at Shu Weiyi vaguely.

Shu Weiyi's little face turned red and his pink lips stuck to Jian boyao's ear: "there are still colleagues outside. What do you want?"

"Yes." Jian boyao deliberately misinterpreted Shu Weiyi's original intention and replied solemnly.

Shu Weiyi reacted slowly, his pretty face became more red, raised his small fist and wanted to beat Jian boyao's chest.

Jian boyao pressed her on the sofa, and the kiss soon fell down. Suddenly, a hot love fire rose in the office

Horse house.

A steady stream of coughing came from the bedroom.

Ma Xiangdong was wearing a nightgown and leaning against the big bed in the bedroom with a weak face.

Muxin took the medicine and handed it to Ma Xiangdong's mouth: "president, why do you catch a cold? I'm heartbroken by coughing. Drink the medicine quickly and get up quickly."

Ma Xiangdong happily patted Muxin's small hand and said with a smile: "it's all right, just a minor illness."

"You are all sick. Do you want to see mayor Luo and them today?" Mu Xin sat down next to Ma Xiangdong and looked very distressed.

Ma Xiangdong nodded. Tomorrow is the election in Nanhai District. Before that, he must meet with Luo Keyan.