To Be His Dream Girl

However, the assistant didn't want to offend the people in front of him and answered his question seriously, "our president said that after all, you are the biggest shareholder of Huoshi group. It's most appropriate for you to be responsible for this matter! What's more, Mr. Huo also said that the president is the current president of Huoshi group. Since it is the president's order, should we follow such an arrangement? "

"Indeed! Mr. Shen is the president. I'm just a shareholder. If I refuse, it's not right. In that case, I'll take it! "

As a result of Huo jingnian's unwillingness, the financial statement in his assistant's hand is eager to tear Shen Junquan apart.

Unexpectedly, Shen Junquan had no time to celebrate the coming victory.

The assistant left like this, but he seemed to think of something. He came back to Huo jingnian and said in a low voice: "by the way, Mr. Huo, President, let me tell you, he believes that you will definitely handle this report well. After all, Huo group may have to ask Mr. Huo for help recently!"

"Another thing I forgot to inform you, Mr. Huo. The president of Shengshi Haoting has arranged a dinner party at 6 p.m. this Friday. I hope you will arrive by all means!"

After that, the assistant turned around and left, until the assistant's back disappeared at the door of the office. Huo couldn't help his anger any more and brushed everything on the desk on the ground.

Hearing the movement coming from behind, the assistant hooked the corner of his mouth and quickened his steps.

"Damn Shen Junquan! You wait for me! "

And Xiao a Chen big anger of this news, assistant soon told to Shen Junquan.

"Is his face really that ugly?"

Shen's group is sitting on the office chair. Shen Junquan taps the desk and asks his assistant.

"Yes, President, you didn't see that at that time. Xiao a Chen's face was ugly, and he almost didn't swallow you up!"

"Well?"

Hearing this word, Shen Junquan was obviously a little displeased. Seeing this, his assistant quickly apologized: "sorry, President, I used wrong words!"

With that, the assistant was ashamed, but now Shen Junquan didn't care. He waved his hand and said, "well, I'm not so stingy. This is the first thing to do. The chairman of M group will arrive at 6 p.m. next Monday. I don't want to take the post of

What's wrong, remember to arrange everything!"

After saying that, Shen Junquan's eyes fell on the vase on the tea table, with a smile.

After a day's exhaustion, Shen Junquan returns home. He feels satisfied with the steaming food on the dining table.

At this time, he Xinying came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup. When she saw Shen Junquan coming back, she immediately put the soup on the dining table and took the clothes from Shen Junquan: "you're back. Go wash your hands and have dinner!"

Then he Xinying's words, Shen Junquan looked around in disbelief: "strange, how about employing people? How can no one be seen?"

"Because they are tired these days, aren't they? So I gave them a day off! "

"You took a day off from your servant, so you made all the meals yourself?"

Shen Junquan looked at the food and saw a trace of light at the bottom of his eyes. He Xinying nods and does cook some food. She has been busy all afternoon. She knows that Shen Junquan is very tired during this time, so she wants to make up for Shen Junquan. She hasn't cooked for a long time. I don't know how it tastes now.

"Yes, sit down and have a taste. How about my craft?"

Shen Junquan walked by, then picked up a dish and tasted it. Suddenly, the smell and smell of the dish filled his mouth. He nodded his head with satisfaction: "well, it's so fragrant. My wife is really working hard for you. She's still cooking so many meals for me. What do you say you don't have a good rest and are so busy doing?"

"Is that what a wife should do for her husband? Are you not allowed to be a good wife and mother just because you are good to me? "

At this point, he Xinying stares at Shen Junquan. Seeing he Xinying like this, Shen Junquan puts his arms around her waist, mentions his body, lowers his head and bites he Xinying's nose gently. Then he says with a smile, "no, no, no, no, I just love you. I'm afraid you're tired. Come to dinner quickly. Don't be busy, or I'm afraid I'm tired of my wife! No one will take care of me! "

"Well, don't you call me a wife. Are you ashamed?"

He Xinying has some helplessness. She pushes Shen Junquan, ignores him, turns around and comes to the dining table. Then she naturally fills a bowl of soup for Shen Junquan.

"This is the crucian carp soup I stewed specially for you. It's specially used to replenish your brain. You've used your brain too much during this period. Come and have a taste and see how the fire is."

Shen Junquan was very happy to hear that it was specially stewed for him. Most of his tiredness disappeared in an instant. There was a ray of light in his eyes, and then he took a sip. Suddenly, the fragrance of the soup filled the whole mouth."Xinying, your craft is really getting better and better." Shen Junquan was satisfied. "By the way, what about Xiaochen and his aunt?"

Just looking at he Xinying, Shen Junquan didn't notice Xiao Chen and Zhang Ya's absence just now. Now that he's relieved, he finds that he didn't see Xiao Chen and Zhang Ya at dinner time.

"Xiaochen is still sleeping upstairs. As for his aunt, she said that she wanted to go to the temple to make incense and wash away the bad things that happened at home during this period."

Mentioning this, he Xinying's expression is a little sad. Seeing he Xinying like this, Shen Junquan is a little distressed. He goes around the dining table and comes to he Xinying's back and takes her into his arms. "Come on, I know what you are thinking. Don't worry about your aunt's thoughts. I believe you."

"But you can't believe me. After all, you don't know what kind of person my aunt is. She thinks that I did something wrong, and still refuses to believe me."

He Xinying can't help laughing when she thinks of this. She doesn't think that she has made so much effort, but Zhang Ya still doesn't take her seriously. It's false to say that she doesn't feel bad.

"Well, don't think about it. Eat quickly. Since your aunt is not here today, have a good meal. I don't think you have a good meal the other day."

Think of this period of time because of Zhang Ya's things, leading to their nervous weakness, at Home Zhang Ya never gave he Xinying a good look, let alone at home at the same table, he Xinying can have an appetite.

He Xinying nodded, and began to move his bowl of rice, but it tasted the same. At this time, he Xinying tentatively asked, "by the way, what's the matter with the company recently?"