President proudly spoils the petty wife

"Ding Dong..."

The elevator door opened and Wenquan stream came out with a big food insulation bag.

When Liu Xiaoyu, the receptionist, saw the hot spring stream, she immediately walked around the front desk, walked forward attentively, and said with a smile, "Miss Wen, let me help you carry it!"

"No, it's all right, thank you!" Wenquan stream said politely.

"Let me carry it for you! It looks heavy!" said Liu Xiaoyu, grabbing the heat preservation bag in the hot spring stream's hand.

It's estimated that there are a lot of dishes in it. It looks like several insulation boxes. It's very heavy to carry.

"Ah?" Wenquan Creek was so unprepared that Liu Xiaoyu robbed the insulation bag. He was stunned for a second and responded politely: "thank you."

"You're welcome, Miss Wen. I should do it." Liu Xiaoyu said pleasantly.

The woman in front of me is no one else. It's always spoiled by Shan. You know, Mr. Shan usually doesn't come to Hager for inspection.

It's better now. I have to work every day!

Why?

Isn't it for the woman in front of you?

Liu Xiaoyu is a man of vision. She knows what to do and what not to do!

Liu Xiaoyu walked in front with a thermal insulation bag, followed by Wenquan river. When they saw that the door of the office was not closed, they went in directly.

"Danjiang, I'm coming!" Wenquan stream swaggered in and said.

Liu Xiaoyu put the heat preservation bag on the tea table, then bowed to Shan Jiang and said, "President Shan, Miss Wen, I'll go first."

"Thank you!" Wenquan stream thanked Liu Xiaoyu.

"You're welcome, Miss Wen." Liu Xiaoyu said and withdrew.

Wenwenxi suddenly sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, looked at Shan Jiang who was working and said, "Shan Jiang, I brought dinner today. Aunt Zhang made it."

"Well, thank Aunt Zhang for me!" Shan Jiang put down his pen, looked at the hot spring stream and said with a smile.

"OK!" wenquanxi nodded, then looked at his watch and asked, "shall we eat now? It's already 11:50!"

"OK, eat first!" Shan Jiang nodded, then stood up from his seat and walked to the hot spring stream.

Wenwenxi zipped the insulation bag, took out the insulation boxes from the inside, and then opened the lid.

When Shan Jiang came, he also came to help the hot spring stream open the other unopened covers. Soon, a smell of food floated in the air.

"How could this happen..." Wenquan Creek looked at the dishes in front of him, and he looked like a dish.

Bone soup, white. Fried yam, agaric, white, fried green vegetables, green, fried broccoli, green

Green and white, people have no appetite... No.

"Puff......" when Shan Jiang saw the expression of Wenquan Creek, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at..." Wenquan Creek glanced at Shan Jiang bitterly and said sadly, "Aunt Zhang said you were hurt and had to eat light food. Therefore, you have to eat all these..."

"Well, you can feed me as much as you want!" Shan Jiang's mouth was slightly hooked up, and his charming expression was in a trance.

She shook her head, then picked up chopsticks and handed them to Shan Jiang.

The hot spring stream looked at his mouth and saw Shan Jiang eating with relish. The sound of "Goo Goo..." came from his stomach.

She couldn't help but clip a piece of fried yam with agaric, which she thought was the most delicious inside, and then put it in her mouth.

"Alas!" after two bites, the hot spring stream sighed.

"What's the matter?" Shan Jiang asked curiously.

"I think you're so delicious! It's too, too light!" the hot spring stream said helplessly.

Is Aunt Zhang's skill declining? Or is it so light on purpose?

"I think it's very good, just in time!" Shan Jiang smiled and pretended to be serious.

"Then you can eat more, Mr. Shan." as he said, Wenquan Creek took yam tablets and stuffed them into Shan Jiang's mouth.

Finally, all the green and white vegetables are eaten by Shan Jiang. The hot spring stream dried the big bowl of corn ribs soup, even the soup and meat.

"Burp..." after drinking the last mouthful of soup, Wenquan Creek couldn't help burping.

"Strange!" Wenquan Creek frowned and said suspiciously, "how can I eat so little today? A bowl of soup is done?"

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Shan Jiang wanted to make fun of the Hot Spring Creek, but there was a knock outside the door.

"Come in," said Shan Jiang.

"Mr. Shan, Miss Wen." Jingming came in, leaned slightly and said to Shan Jiang, "designer Wu Baoling has brought her assistant to Hager. Miss Wen hasn't measured the size."

"Let her assistant measure up." Shan Jiang replied faintly.

"Yes!" Jingming received the instruction, then turned away and closed the door.

"Ah? What are you talking about?" Wenquan stream just didn't understand, so he asked Shan Jiang.

"Some of your costumes need to be made to measure or change the size. But time is limited, so today's makeup will be ready-made clothes." Shan Jiang explained patiently: "immediately, an assistant of the fashion designer will come up to measure your size."

"Ready-made? What if I can't wear it?" Wenquan Creek was slightly sad when he heard the word "ready-made".

The sister in the entertainment circle is too thin. She is afraid that those ready-made clothes are extremely thin.

"No..." Shan Jiang glanced at the whole body of Wenquan stream and said faintly.

"Forget it, say it again!" said the hot spring stream sadly.

Before long, Jing Ming came with a woman wearing black framed glasses, Cindy, the assistant designer of Wu Baoling.

"Hello, Mr. Shan, Hello, Miss Wen." Cindy learned that Wenquan Creek was Mr. Shan's girlfriend on the way to Jingming, so she was very polite.

"Hello!" Wenquan stream waved and replied with a smile.

Next, Cindy acted impartially and helped Wenquan Creek measure waist circumference, chest circumference, arm circumference and so on in the office.

"Please, can I wear those ready-made clothes for my figure?" Cindy asked when she was ready to leave.

"No problem, Miss Wen," Cindy said with a smile, "your figure is standard, and you can wear normal costumes."

Generally, many female stars are too thin. In addition to tailor-made costumes, other clothes have to take the smallest size, and even the smallest size has to be handed over to them.

"Great!" Wenquan stream cheered when he thought he could wear those clothes.

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