President, don't tease me

Tang Guo and Beiming Han signed up for the game immediately after making a gambling agreement, and then began to study the content of the game.

Beiming Han saw Tang Guo devote himself to the game, and his face was filled with a smile like a primary school student who worked hard for full marks.

Golden crown is the leading enterprise of American Jewelry Group, which can be said to lead the global jewelry fashion trend.

Almost all women are eager to own one or more gold crown jewelry.

The competition held by them in X city caused a sensation in all walks of life. Of course, it also spread to Beiming maple.

"Feng Shao, Xuanji company attaches great importance to this competition. Tang Guo is a design professional and is eager to try." a male voice reported on the phone.

"OK, I see. You continue to monitor. Tell me what's going on between Tang Guo and Beiming Han at any time." Beiming Feng lowered his voice and hung up the phone.

Tang Guo, you're so active in the game. No matter how hard you try, you can't win the game.

Beiming Maple thought evil and began the small abacus at the bottom of his heart again.

"You visit these bosses and try to win over them. Yes, you should do it in any way, and then let Tang Guo lose the game."

Beiming Feng dialed a phone and arranged tasks for his subordinates in detail.

"Tang Guo, I also want you to taste the taste of being trampled by others. You will certainly like this feeling."

Beiming Maple said to the mirror, showing a strange smile.

The sun was lazy on Sunday afternoon. People were relaxing during this rare rest time, but Tang Guo was browsing the information carefully in the living room.

"Sneeze, sneeze!" Tang Guo sneezed twice, pulled a piece of paper and rubbed his nose.

"One thought, two curses and three chants, eh, who is speaking ill of me?" Tang Guo muttered curiously.

"Why do people speak ill of you? Why do you still have such old and decadent ideas in your little brain." Bei Minghan just came over and couldn't help laughing when he saw Tang Guo like this.

"Have you caught a cold these two days? Drink a cup of hot brown sugar water." with some slight blame, he handed Tang Guo a cup of freshly brewed brown sugar water.

"It's all right, I'm so strong that I won't be affected by the wind and cold because of the little change of the weather!" although I said so, the gust of wind blowing in made Tang Guo tremble unconsciously and drank a mouthful of brown sugar water.

The body suddenly warmed for a few minutes. I don't know whether it was brown sugar water or because of the warm man in front of me.

"You should also be moderate. Don't burn yourself out because you devote yourself to the game, but you can't win the game in the end."

When Tang Guo heard the first half of the sentence, his heart was still warm, but the second half of the sentence made Tang Guo's fighting spirit more high.

"As I said, I will try my best to win the final winner of the game, and I know my strong body." Tang Guo said with open teeth and claws like an enraged little beast.

"Well, well, see for yourself first, and I'll deal with the mail too." Bei Minghan left with a smile.

The sun father-in-law quietly climbed down the hillside and went home to sleep. A bright moon hung in the dark night sky instead of it, waiting for the hard-working people.

The clattering keyboard echoed in the empty living room, and Beiming cold came out of the study.

Tang Guo still kept that posture and was busy in front of the computer. Beiminghan couldn't bear to disturb him, so he sent Lei Ming to buy some food from outside.

Beiming Han brought the hot food to the table next to Tang Guo, "Guo Guo, have some food and then get it."

"Well, you put it there first, and I'll eat it after I finish this." Tang Guo was still buried in front of the computer and didn't have time to look up when talking to Beiming Han.

Looking at Tang Guo, Beiming Han was very happy, but she was a little distressed, but she worked hard for what she yearned for, and Beiming Han didn't say anything.

It was late at night. After Beiming Han finished his work and took a bath, he thought of Tang Guo.

The light on the laptop screen is still on, but the people in front of the computer have fallen asleep on the tea table.

Beiming Han Yu Guang glanced at the food he had put on the table in the evening. It seemed that he had been forgotten by time and was still there intact.

Beiming cold frowned and looked at Tang Guo helplessly, but the man slept so steadily. He must be really tired.

Beiming Han gently helped Tang Guo save the contents of his laptop, turned it off, closed the computer, gently held her to her legs and returned to the bedroom.

Put Tang Guo on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then Beiming Han lay down beside her.

"It's not quite right here. The color should be brighter." Tang Guo whispered and turned over.

What, even the dream is about the design of the competition? Beiming Han smiled and pecked on Tang Guo's lips. Then he hugged Tang Guo from behind.

Tang Guo woke up vaguely the next day and found himself lying in a comfortable bed in his bedroom. A question mark rose in his heart. He always felt that something was wrong.

Touching the mobile phone, Tang Guo was startled by the time on the mobile phone. It's 9:30??? Is he wrong? He rubbed his eyes and looked again. It was still those numbers.

Tang Guo woke up from the bed and kept saying, "it's over. It's over. You're late. Why doesn't Beiming Han call me."

Change clothes quickly and wash. Glancing around the house, I didn't see the figure of Beiming Han from beginning to end, but I found a note on the bedside table.

Pay attention to rest when preparing for the game. Don't stay up so late yesterday. I'm too busy to eat. Breakfast is on the table and heated in the microwave before eating. I took you off and had a rest.

On the pure white paper, Beiming's cold, vigorous and powerful font looks very good.

Tang Guo recalled that last night, he seemed to want to lie on the table for a nap. Unexpectedly, he slept until now.

Is that beiminghan holding himself over? Thinking of this, Tang Guo is as sweet as being soaked in a honey jar.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed Beiming Han. After two beeps, the phone was connected.

"Wake up?" was guessed by the familiar male voice, and Tang Guo blushed.

"I'll go to work on time this afternoon."

"The competition is about to start, and your project has been completed perfectly. Recently, the company has nothing to do, so you should finish the design first." Beiming Han said thoughtfully, "if you like the atmosphere at home, you should be at home. I feel that the company has complete information. It's good to come to the company. It's up to you."

Hearing Beiming Han's careful arrangement, Tang Guo was even more happy. "Leave me so much time. Be careful. My design amazes the audience."

"I'm afraid I'll lose at that time. I'll make excuses everywhere."

"No, just wait and see." Tang Guo hung up the phone and threw himself into the design.