The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

This night, Jiang Yugeng slept very safely, holding a fragrant and waxy little daughter-in-law in his arms and smelling the faint fragrance of Lin wanwan.

But Lin wanwan didn't sleep well.

She had never been held to sleep like this, and Jiang Yugeng was a little dishonest one night, so she couldn't move.

In the morning, Jiang Yugeng sent Lin wanwan to work refreshed.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Jiang Yugeng looked at her yawning and asked.

Lin wanwan gave him a sad look.

"Then continue tonight, so that you can adapt in the future." Jiang Yugeng said with a smile.

"There was no thunder last night." Lin wanwan said angrily, "the weather is also very good today."

So don't use this reason.

"Well, I know." Jiang Yugeng said slowly, "so I have to sleep with you tonight. What if the weather forecast is not accurate?"

Lin wanwan, "..."

Weather forecasters all think they are so aggrieved. How can they carry this pot?

"Remember I want to eat pickled cabbage fish at noon." Jiang Yugeng put her out of the car and gave her another reassurance.

"I see." Lin wanwan shook his cell phone.

Jiang Yugeng thought she meant to call at that time.

Instead of waiting for Lin wanwan's phone call, he waited until Secretary Zhang pushed the door and came in with a delivery man.

"President Jiang, this is your takeout." Secretary Zhang is a little confused.

When he came in the morning, President Jiang said that he didn't have to prepare meals for him at noon, saying that someone sent them.

He thought it was the landlady who was going to deliver rice to President Jiang today, but he didn't think it was the takeout he ordered.

"Who let you come?" Jiang Yugeng's face suddenly turned black.

"Well... Well... A Miss Lin ordered... A meal." The express boy stammered.

He was completely frightened by Jiang Yugeng's powerful aura.

"No onions and coriander, put more pickled vegetables." The express boy stammered, "we did exactly what Miss Lin... Lin asked us to do."

I'm not lazy at all.

With that, he put down his things and ran away.

It felt like something frightening was chasing him.

Secretary Zhang wanted to laugh, but he just held it for his own life, shaking his shoulders, and it was almost falling apart.

"Zhang Tingting, how much is your bonus this month?" Jiang Yugeng said.

"Geng Shao." Secretary Zhang protested and said, "Zhang Haoran, Haoran righteousness."

What Zhangtingting? How many years has it been.

Since he went to junior high school, he strongly requested to change his name, but Jiang Yugeng knew it after all.

And because of this, I laughed at him for many years.

Sobbing... Who calls him several brothers? His mother especially wants a daughter, so she gave him such a name.

"This month's bonus is gone." Jiang Yugeng ignored his protest, "Secretary Zhangtingting."

Hoo! How angry!

Secretary Zhang doesn't want to talk anymore.

It's so unfriendly.

"Geng Shao, this pickled cabbage fish..." Secretary Zhang asked.

If Jiang Yugeng doesn't want to eat, he doesn't mind.

"Zhang Tingting." Jiang Yugeng said angrily, "I think you want the whole company to know your nickname, huh?"

Secretary Zhang shook.

"How can that be," Secretary Zhang said with a flattering smile, "this is the love lunch that the landlady ordered for you."

"Take your time, Geng Shao. I'll go out first." Secretary Zhang said.

Hum... Too bad!

Landlady, please accept the boss quickly.

"Stop."

Jiang Yugeng said.

"Find a way to let her come to the company."