The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

"Conditions."

"If you succeed, I'll take the second place. If you fail... "

"I will not fail."

Zhou Yunshen looked at him and said, "I can wait for others to come to me. Under Li Jieqiang's leadership, no one is more suitable to talk about cooperation than me. Others can come to me, but I think that I like people who know how to grasp opportunities."

"Baishan hook rigid corners of the mouth," I also think you will be D city next li Jieqiang. "

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhou Yunshen's eyes and turned into the room.

Baishan is stupefied. Zhou Yunshen wants more than Li Jieqiang's position He was a little excited, and he was also looking forward to the extent to which Zhou Yunshen was such a lunatic.

The stars all over the sky are like a feast under the curtain of night, which makes people look forward to the rising sun tomorrow.

Han is also ill.

After days of overwork, he went out early and came back late. His poor body in the past few years finally fell ill and came back violently.

Xiao Shan rushes to Han Yi's home. Liang Ma is already in a hurry. Han Yi doesn't get up after getting up in the morning. She goes to see Han Yi, whose face is burning red. She can't help Han Yi, so she has to call Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan reaches out his hand and touches Han Yi's forehead. His heart trembles even more. He reaches out to call Wei Yan, the doctor with black heart. Unexpectedly, Han also wakes up and says, "don't go to Wei Yan. I just have a cold. It's no big deal. Just take me to the hospital and hang a water."

"Brother Han, you'd better go to Wei Yan. You're not. If the boss knows about it, he won't be relieved."

"Don't tell him."

Han's work is not easy, and he can't go away with his mind.

Although Han Yi is ill, it's not easy to fool him. Xiaoshan tried to deceive him to Wei Yan, but he didn't succeed. He drove his car to the hospital as if he was playing with a buckle.

Registration to see a doctor to take medicine for intravenous drip, a set of complicated process, Hill directly spent money to get a single ward.

Han Yi had a cold for a long time. Some of his small coughs were dragging seriously. Xiaoshan took the opportunity to let Han Yi stay in hospital for two days. He quickly took out his mobile phone to call Zhou Yunshen, completely forgetting Han Yi's advice not to tell Zhou Yunshen.

Han Yi can't be angry again. Zhou Yunshen is not the same. Zhou Yunshen gets angry The hill shuddered after thinking about it.

Zhou Yunshen frowned when he received the phone call. How could he leave for a few days and get sick? Bai Shan was drinking with him. It was hard to see that he really liked the man.

Xiaoshan finished the report and called Yunting's people to explain the situation. Although Yunting's people were in a hurry, what could the artist do if he was ill? Not to mention that Han is also Zhou Yunshen's man. The assistant hill next to him is not a good one to provoke.

Hill guard Han also hanged water once, asked people to bring food to see Han also finished eating and sleeping in the past, throwing it to the doctor to confirm that he was not in a big way.

What Xiaoshan didn't notice was that after he left, two people wearing masks entered Han Yi's ward. The person who took off the mask first was a foreigner with blue eyes and a short white beard. He was a middle-aged man with good spirit.

"You mean him?"

"Well."

Listening to the voice is a young man, he leaned down and looked at Han Yi with a smile in his eyes and said: "it's him. Let him remember my name and read me and think of me all the time. Remember, you only have three days. "

"Two days is enough for you to leave an indelible impression in his mind," the foreigner shrugged and said without pressure. But song, why are you doing this? So much money to make him remember you? "

Song Hou said lightly: "no, you don't know how much the value of this is. Let's start."

John smelled the speech and laughed, "I don't know. I thought the man in front of me was your lover."

"Who says not."

The Marquis of Song Dynasty stooped to Han Yi's ear and said in a soft voice, "I have already said that you belong to me."

John shrugged. He didn't know much about the young people nowadays.

John's voice sounded in the ward, like the voice of a banshee, full of temptation, so that people are willing to give him to remove the guard, let him into the inner world unimpeded.

In his sleep, Han also slightly frowned. Song Hou's hand brushed his eyebrows like a girl's eyebrow.

Zhou Yunshen came back late that night. Han Yi was leaning on his bed to read a magazine. He was very busy in the hospital. He didn't like to be addicted to his mobile phone. Xiaoshan bought him a lot of magazines outside. At this time, he was still holding a martial arts magazine and reading it with great interest. Even Zhou Yunshen didn't find it at the door.

"Why don't you have a rest so late?"

The voice of the man's discontent came from the top of his head. Han also rubbed his tired eyes. When he looked up, it was Zhou Yunshen.

"Xiaoshan he...""If he hadn't told me, you would not have told me, would you?" Zhou Yunshen put down his thermos and opened the milk white fish soup. Zhou Yunshen filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Han Yi: "drink it quickly."

Although the man in front of him was sullen, he still had no heart to tell him, but urged him to drink soup.

Han also endured two drinks or could not drink. He was weak. Under this illness, he seemed to excite all the problems in his body.

"I can't drink any more."

Han Yi this pitiful look at the past, Zhou Yunshen completely did not move, in the heart has waved the white flag to surrender: "don't read the magazine, close your eyes for a rest," pause and say: "I'll guard you."

In fact, the person who needs more rest is Zhou Yunshen. He has not closed his eyes for two days and a night. The red blood in his eyes is obvious. Han Yi gives way to the side: "come up."

Zhou Yunshen said vaguely: "is this not good? In the hospital. "

Han also smell speech straight want to roll a white eye, this man in the end think what?

There are two big men crowded on a hospital bed. You can imagine how crowded they are. Although Han is also a little skinny, Zhou Yunshen is a solid and tall man. Zhou Yunshen simply holds Han in his arms and holds the man's voice from the top of his head.

"Thin."

Han also snorted.

"Han Yi, what do you want me to do with you?"

If you don't talk to him when you are sick, you won't think of him when you meet something? It's true that Zhou Yunshen's heart is not good.

"It's not a big deal. You're busy in D city. You don't have to come here."

"Your business is my business."

Hu's warm breathing sound rushed into his neck. Zhou Yun deeply bit his earlobe and said, "will you tell me later?"