My girl,let me spoil you!

Suddenly, Fengcheng left with a slight pause. He turned his head and looked at the baby room. His eyes softened unconsciously. He put down his suitcase for a while, went into xiaofengteng's room, bowed his head to kiss his second son, and then went to the next room to kiss his heart. He was willing to turn around and leave.

"Dad." My heart rubbed her eyes. "Did you kiss me just now?"

"It's OK. You can continue to sleep. When it's time, you can go to school by bike. Don't bother your mother." The tone of Fengcheng was serious, but there was a layer of spoiling in his eyes.

"I know. I'm a big boy now, so I won't give my mother any trouble." The heart is very sincere assurance, and then confused to ask, "Dad, you leave so early, go to work?"

"Dad's on a business trip." All along, there is no need to cover up the siege in front of his son, because his son understands.

"Goodbye, Dad." My heart didn't have any worry. After that, I just had a dream and continued to sleep.

This time, the city was sealed off by one person, and no one was allowed to deliver the plane.

In addition to Mu Qinghuan, only mingchengyu knows.

When Yan Naier accidentally learned that, it is estimated that Fengcheng has been on the plane.

"The fourth brother went to France?" Yan nai'er holds the document and is uneasy.

"Why, do you want to go and deliver the plane now?" Ming Chengyu asked.

Yan nai'er was not affected at all, but sighed, "really, it must be the woman who did the whole thing, let the fourth brother go to help her."

"No, it's not the same this time." Ming Chengyu shakes his head.

"The fourth brother told you?" Yan nai'er asks curiously. Within a few miles of friends, Cheng Yu and Feng Cheng are the closest. As for Tang Ming, he is the right hand of Feng Cheng.

"He didn't say anything. He just said that this time it's about my husband." Ming Chengyu himself couldn't understand.

"My God, isn't that the devil in broad daylight? Everyone knows that my husband died in China! " Yan nai'er hummed coldly, "but it doesn't matter. Who is the fourth brother? She must be able to deal with it. She's Ouyang Meiluo. She can't hop for long."

Mingchengyu raised his eyebrows. "Why are you so angry?"

Yan nai'er glanced at Ming Chengyu. "I hate Xiao san'er. Ouyang Meiluo is one of them!"

Mingchengyu loosened his tie. "It's the fourth brother's housework. Don't worry about it. Besides, if you can't come up with a decent design, how can you become a regular this month?"

"Yes, I almost forgot." Yan nai'er blinked speechless. She was worried about herself.

"It's you who have to rely on your strength. OK, just show your strength. Don't expect me to wipe your bottom." Mingchengyu turned to go, Yan Naier retorted, "you are a big man, say butt in broad daylight, not a gentleman at all."

"What's the matter, am I right?" Before leaving, Ming Chengyu looked up and down at Yan Naier and dropped a sentence, "it's not that I haven't seen it."

"You are shameless!" Holding the document, Yan Naier stepped on high-heeled shoes and went to the design department.

Ming Chengyu holds down his brow and slightly pulls the corner of his mouth. The rising radian shows that he is in a good mood. He is also surprised that he and his little wife are getting more and more harmonious.

Lying on the table, Yan Naier's face is red. She despises herself. She is not a little girl. She is old. She blushes because of his joke!

Chin up, Yan Naier quickly up the spirit, this month is the final evaluation, if she takes out a decent design, can become a regular, otherwise can only leave the company.

In order not to let Ming Chengyu laugh, Yan Naier plans to work overtime recently to become a regular and stay in the company.

After work, Ming Chengyu simply passed by the design department, then stood outside the door and called her, "after work, don't you go? I'll drive you. "

"I drove myself." Yan Naier cold hum, "I want to work overtime today, you'd better go back first."

"Are you kidding, Mrs. Ming?" At that end of the phone, Ming Chengyu's helpless voice came, "if you don't go home to cook, what shall I eat?"

"You can have takeout." Yan nai'er said bluntly, "anyway, I have to work hard to become a regular recently."

"In fact, you can think about taking the ten thousand evil ways." As a big boss of the company, he can decide whether she will stay or not just by moving her finger. Why doesn't she know how to be flexible, please him a little and give him a little benefit?

Instead of working overtime in the company, it's better to find a simpler way to let him have some sugar, not to mention becoming a regular worker. Promotion is only a matter of minutes.

She Yan Naier in the entertainment industry for so long, it is impossible not to know the hidden rules of this road.

But Ming Chengyu seems to forget that Yan Naier's personality is a classic. If she knew how to turn a corner, she would not be excluded by the entertainment industry.

"I'm really too busy. You can ask your friends out to eat. Well, I have to work." When Yan Naier cuts off the phone, she presses her head with her hands. It's really tiring. The design department is not a place for people to stay. She must have had her head drained before she went to this department. According to her method, she should go to the public relations department and go out to drink and socialize with people. It's so good. As long as she performs, it's OK. Besides, the salary of the public relations department is also high, at least compared with the design department, It's twice as high.

Is it too late to think about this?

Yan nai'er screams, and then continues to think about design.

In fact, it's not hard work but talent to design this thing. When you have no inspiration, you can't design it even if you stare at a piece of white paper all day.

Just like Yan Naier at the moment, she has been staring at the white paper in her hand for three hours, but she can't draw anything.

Put down the pen, Yan nai'er especially want to contact Mu Qinghuan. I'm afraid that at this time, Mu Qinghuan has already had a rest, right?

Yan Naier gave up writing. She was so tired that she had to have a rest, so she fell asleep in the company that day!

The next day, Yan nai'er was awakened when he heard the lively talk.

"Yan Naier?" The head of the design department asked, "did you work overtime in the company last night?"

"Yes, I'm working overtime." Yan nai'er nodded with sincerity.

As an elder, the head of the design department naturally gives some guidance, "don't worry, take your time, don't have too much pressure, I believe you can do it well."

"Thank you, chief. I will try my best." Yan nai'er is hungry and dizzy, and it's still early now, so he drags his heavy body down to buy breakfast.

But Yan Naier never thought that he would meet Mr. Zhao, whom he had not seen for a long time, on the street!

"Nell... Is that you?" Across the sidewalk, Mr. Zhao was quite excited.

In contrast, Yan nai'er was just stunned for a while, and then his face returned to calm.

She is Mrs. Ming. What else can she struggle with?