My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Xie Yang suspended the work of all artists and officially began to perform the duties of Rong Ding Deputy Director.

When another week came, Xie Yang and He Jun appeared at Rong Ding's regular meeting on Monday. He sat in the president's position in a stunned, stunned sight, announcing: "Meeting."

Everyone is stupid.

Qiu Jingwei first recovered, frowned and asked, "What about Qiu Dong?"

"He is not in good health, he has to eat and sleep more. I have strictly controlled his sleep and rest time. From today, Chairman Qiu’s working hours will be changed from 10 am to 11 am every day and 3 pm At five o'clock, at all other times, I will handle all the affairs of Rongding reported by me."

Everyone commotion.

Qiu Jingwei is more stable than his brother Qiu Jingbang, and said, "I remember that Qiu Dong said that two people will be selected to assist you in handling company affairs. Have you forgotten this?"

All those who were secretly staring at the auxiliary position calmed down and looked at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang raised his eyebrows and replied: "Of course I haven't forgotten, but apparently it's not yet that time. Qiu Xing can still work now. I just deal with some trivial things for him. Rong Ding's major decisions still have to be decided by him. and……"

He glanced at some of the higher-ranking people in this room, seemingly laughing: "If I start to determine the candidate now, can you unify your opinions in a short time?"

Naturally, it is impossible. Everyone wants to go to the office and take advantage of Qiu Xing's surgery and the role of Xie Yang as the chairman of the board of directors.

The room is quiet.

Xie Yang smiled: "So, can we start the meeting now?"

No one said anything, the meeting started normally.

Some old slippery people want to test the depth of Yang, deliberately complicating matters to be reported. Xie Yang acted drip-proof, he could solve it by himself, and asked He Jun if he didn't understand it, and even He Jun felt inaccurate...

Xie Yang directly dialed a video call to Qiu Xing, allowing Qiu Xing, who was forced to recuperate at home, to handle this matter remotely.

Qiu Xing had always been worried that Xie Yang would be troubled in the company. The video call was received as soon as he came, and the person who scanned the meeting room through the camera asked Xie Yang: "What's wrong?"

Xie Yang told Qiu Xing what he didn't understand.

After hearing his face, Qiu Xing sank, and said in a cold voice: "How did this vague report come in? It seems that some people are older and can't keep up with Rong Ding's rhythm. He Jun, notify the personnel department, put The person who just made the report transferred to the branch and asked him to lay the foundation and come back."

Everyone knew that it was bad when Xie Yang called the video call to Qiu Xing. At this time, after hearing Qiu Xing's words, he did not dare to say anything. Those who had just deliberately complicated the report all shrunk their heads.

Xie Yang flipped the video call, only let Qiu Xing look at his face, and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

Qiu Xing's expression looked better: "I'm going to eat. Did they bully you?"

Everyone who heard this question looked like they had swallowed the rag.

Xie Yang reassured: "No for the time being. But I am relatively stingy. I don't think it's a bullying thing today. I might think it will be tomorrow. You have a good rest and I will continue the meeting." Put the phone aside, glance at the crowd again and ask, "Who else wants to report?"

...

Not long after the regular meeting ended, Qiu Xing came to Rongding.

Xie Yang embraced his chest and looked at Qiu Xing, with no expression on his face: "I remember the work time I gave you was ten o'clock."

Qiu Xing was justified, and stepped forward to knead Xie Yang's face, coaxing: "Not much ahead."

Xie Yang was unimpressed: "It's only nine o'clock now. I went to work nearly an hour in advance, which is enough time for you to sleep back to sleep."

Qiu Xing stooped down to proclaim Yang. The opinion Yang remained stern, silent for a few seconds, and said, "You are not here, I can't sleep."

Xie Yang looked up at Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing kissed Xie Yang again.

"...Here is not an example." Xie Yang finally loosened and pulled Qiu Xing to sit down next to him and took him the magazine. "You take this pastime first, it's ten o'clock, and then you will approve the documents with me."

Qiu Xing looked at the fashion magazines in his hand and the pile of documents in front of Xie Yang, and opened his mouth: "You--

"Or you go to the bedroom right now and lie down to sleep."

Qiu Xing resolutely changed his mind: "...Someone who doesn't understand me."

Xie Yang was satisfied and kissed Qiu Xing with a reward. He picked up the document and began to read it.

Qiu Xing opened the magazine, and after reading two lines, he couldn't help but look at Xie Yang, looking at Xie Yang's seriousness, and raised his hand to gently touch his head, with a taste of cherishment and guilt.

Xie Yang Ren Qiu Xing Mo turned the document over one page and said without looking up: "We haven't done it in a long time."

Qiu Xing's face was warm and stagnant, and he withdrew his hand uncomfortably. He said, "During working hours, I talk nonsense again."

Xie Yang approved the document, picked up the next one, and really stopped talking.

After a while, Qiu Xing's pretending calm voice sounded: "You... thinking?"

Xie Yang changed the file with one hand, put the other hand on Qiu Xing's lap, moved over and moved over, and answered silently.

Qiu Xing's leg muscles were tense, and he quickly grabbed Xie Yang's troublesome hands, apparently in a quiet and lonely office, but did a thief scan the room with a guilty conscience. He coughed and reassured: "Wait at night...be a little better. "

"I don't wait for the night." Xie Yang withdrew his hand and approved a document and threw it aside, and then took another one. He suddenly looked sideways at Qiu Xing. "No wonder many bosses like to raise Xiaomi in the office... would you like to try it? Here?"

Here? try what?

Qiu Xing held up the magazine and said: "Nonsense, concentrate on work."

"You do not want it?"

"..." Qiu Xing couldn't help but look at the wide dark desk in front of him. Yu Guang glanced at the white palm on the desk, and some unharmonious pictures appeared in his brain.

Xie Yang moved closer to Qiu Xing, letting his voice down: "Don't you want to?"

Qiu Xing looked down at Xie Yang who had come over, his throat moved, and he slowly leaned over.

"I don't wait for the night." Xie Yang backed up suddenly, raised his hand and held Qiu Xing's body close, and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Wait until you get fat. Dr. Kirkman said your current physical condition is not suitable for frequent Fuck, so I decided that for every pound of meat you grow, I will do it with you. Come on to rest and eat, don’t think about working secretly, otherwise we will only have Plato in the future."

Qiu Xing froze.

Xie Yang comfortably patted Qiu Xing's shoulder: "If you are bored, you can listen to the song I wrote, discuss the menu for an afternoon meal with Master Liao, and watch the TV series produced by my company. If you can't, you can go to the micro Take a look at our cp super talk on Bo, and see the fan culture written by our fans... In short, you have a lot of things to do except work."

Qiu Xing caught an unfamiliar vocabulary: "Same humanities?"

Xie Yang didn’t expect that Qiu Xing didn’t even know the existence of the same humanities. When his stomach broke, he took out his mobile phone, opened his Weibo trumpet, and stuffed it into Qiu Xing’s hands: Reposted and collected, you can read it yourself. Be good, I'm going to work." After that, I kissed Qiu Xing again, then sat back and continued to read the document.

Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang, and then looked at Xie Yang's mobile phone. With a good mood that he might see many rainbow farts and blessings, he opened the homepage of Yang Weibo trumpet.

Five minutes later, Qiu Xing's expression froze.

Seven minutes later, Qiu Xing frowned.

Ten minutes later, Qiu Xing secretly glanced at Xie Yang and changed his sitting posture.

...

After dozens of minutes, Xie Yang took the phone from Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing, as if he had been caught doing bad things, quickly sorted out his expression and said seriously: "How can you see this kind of thing, and these fans, how can you write--"

Xie Yang bowed his head to live with Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing shut up.

Xie Yang retreated and asked, "When you are in good health, let's try all of what they wrote? Just try the hot spring first. I have heard that there is a hot spring villa on the mountain beside Jinghe Garden, but I have been No chance to see."

Hearing what Xie Yang said, Qiu Xing suddenly realized that since the two of them realized that he had never taken Xie Yang out to play once, or had a meeting with Xie Yang.

Xie Yang is only 21 years old, so young, it is the age to relax and enjoy love.

Qiu Xing touched Xie Yang's face, reached out to hug Xie Yang into his arms, and said, "When I'm ready, I'll go with you everywhere and try everything with you."

Xie Yang was funny: "Rongding is not needed?"

"It is to train a few more deputies. This time, the selection of assistants is for this purpose."

Xie Yang unexpectedly: "So you have already selected a good candidate?"

"Well. I can't really put you alone in Rongding. He Jun has been training with me for so many years. After this time, I will also give him a post."

...

At lunch, Qiu Xing contacted two selected support candidates and took a small video conference with Xie Yang. Xie Yang found that the people of Qiu Xingxuan were very familiar. One only made him feel bad at the previous regular meeting, and the other sat at the beginning of Qiu Jingwei at the regular meeting, and was very close to Qiu Jingwei.

After seeing Xie Yang, the two men changed their fearful and hostile attitude at the regular meeting and greeted Xie Yang in a gentle and friendly manner, and apologized to Xie Yang for his previous rudeness.

Xie Yang understood, looking at Qiu Xing sideways: "Everyone was cheated by you."

Qiu Xing gently squeezed Xie Yang's hand at an angle that they couldn't see on the opposite side of the video.

After lunch, Xie Yang pulled Qiu Xing away and then forced Qiu Xing to take a lunch break.

"Working hours are from 3 to 5 o'clock. Now it's close to one. I sleep for an hour. I'll come in and call you at two. You must sleep honestly and don't allow you to play with your phone."

Qiu Xing did not have the habit of taking a nap. He frowned when he heard the words, but he did not refute Xie Yang's good intentions. He nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then go to bed and lie down."

Qiu Xing went to lie down in the bedroom.

Xie Yang covered Qiu Xing with a quilt, got up and prepared to go, but was pulled by Qiu Xing.

"You do not sleep?"

"I have to go back and go."

Qiu Xing was silent, let go of Xie Yang's hand, and asked: "Remember to take a break after you are busy."

"No problem." Xie Yang bowed his head and kissed Qiu Xing before he got up and left.

After settling for Qiu Xing, Xie Yang Hui Yang Xing took care of the affairs. When he was almost two o'clock, he got up and left the office, preparing to return to Rongding to call Qiu Xing up.

"Wait." Qin Cheng suddenly shouted Xie Yang with a weird expression, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and hesitantly asked, "Mr. Qiu... Has the number been stolen?"

Xie Yang doubted: "What?"

Qin Cheng silently reached his mobile phone in front of Xie Yang.

When Xie Yang looked down, he saw on the mobile phone screen that there was Qiu Xing's Weibo homepage. At the top of the homepage, a fresh like message was lying quietly, and the content of the like was... Tongren?

Xie Yang looked at the time immediately.

1.48.

He squinted slowly.

well. The mouse is so big that he dare to secretly play with his phone.