The Vengeful Wife: Is the CEO Scared?

After dawdling in finishing her breakfast, Yan Yiyi went to the Yan Group in Lao Wang's car. After getting off the car, she waved to Lao Wang, indicating that Lao Wang would pick me up after get off work, and then entered the company .

"Sister Yiyi!"

It was still Yan Yiyi who was discovered by Zhang Sixing first, and waved at Yan Yiyi.

Yan Yiyi looked at her with a smile, but suddenly found that the girl's complexion was not very good, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have no idea what the customer asked for!" Zhang Sixing looked at Yan Yiyi very aggrieved, remembering that every time he was mad, he wished he could hit the desk in front of him up!
Mentioning this matter, Yan Yiyi became even more depressed. She went to record "Passing" these two days, but she forgot about it. If you ask Ji Mochen, maybe Ji Mochen will tell her What a good suggestion!

"By the way, where's Pei Guangran?"

Yan Yiyi looked around the company, but she didn't see Pei Guangran, she was a little puzzled, what's going on with this guy, he's not in the company?
"Oh, he said go out to relax, and he can't draw a picture if he stays in the company all the time!"

Yan Yiyi nodded, sighed, and then went into her office, seeing some documents piled up on the desk, she felt a little dizzy.Resignedly, he put his bag aside and started to deal with things.

The matter at hand was easily resolved, but regarding the customized jewelry requested by the customer, Yan Yiyi also started to be dazed.The feeling of happiness, what kind of jewelry design can give people a feeling of happiness.

I kept staring at my computer desktop. It was a very ordinary landscape picture of blue sky and white clouds. The only thing that was a little different was that there were flowers on one side, just like the old house of their Yan family before!
The Yan family's old house is also in the villa area on Qianjin Road. She still remembers that when she was young, her mother always liked to take care of the flowers in the yard, and there were roses all around the fence. The clusters are full of fragrance.

There are also pomegranate flowers. At that time, she only thought about eating pomegranates, but she didn't care whether the pomegranate flowers were good-looking or not.There are also gardenias, plum blossoms...

Yan Yiyi's eyes suddenly lit up, Gardenia!There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, because when she and Ji Mochen fell in love, the only flower Ji Mochen gave him was gardenias, which were picked in their yard!
Gardenia?

Yan Yiyi suddenly felt as if she felt something!The feeling of happiness. At that time, Ji Mochen took off a gardenia flower and pinned it on her hair when she didn't notice. She felt very happy at that moment. Looking at the mirror, I was reluctant to take it off for a long time. I felt that even the hair was dyed with the fragrance of gardenia.

What if the request of the customer is made in the shape of a gardenia?

Inspiration emerged in her mind, Yan Yiyi picked up the pen and began to draw on the manuscript paper, the ring first, the ring is what a woman likes the most, when the groom puts the ring on his hand, the shy and timid , but yearning for it.

Soon, the manuscript was drawn, and the budding gardenias tightly wrapped a diamond, as if they were sworn couples, tightly dependent on each other.

Next, Yan Yiyi's speed increased again. Before the inspiration disappeared, she quickly finished drawing the necklace. The three blooming gardenias were closely attached to each other, and the center of the petals was dotted with diamonds. The petals are slightly raised, just like the smiles on the corners of the bride and groom's mouths.

The bracelets and earrings are all in the style of gardenia, which looks very simple and simple, but there is a small embellishment on them, which makes the whole set of manuscripts look very delicate.

After drawing all the received manuscripts, Yan Yiyi took the received manuscripts and admired them for a while, then stood up and stretched, only to feel pain in her neck and hands, as if she hadn't worked so hard for a long time !

Looking out the window, the sky had already darkened, but Yan Yiyi picked up the manuscript again with a smile on her lips!Fortunately, I finally finished the manuscript, and Yan Yiyi not only drew gardenias, but also formed a bold idea in her heart.

When she took out her mobile phone, Yan Yiyi saw that there were several missed calls on the mobile phone, all of which belonged to Ji Mochen. She patted her forehead lightly, remembering that she had just turned off her mobile phone in order to create. He turned off the mute, and was too focused for a while, Ji Mochen made so many calls before he didn't receive it!

It's already past the time to get off work, Lao Wang called Ji Mochen, saying that his wife has not come out of the company yet, because there were several bad experiences before, so Ji Mochen hurriedly called Yan Yiyi .

Call one, no one picks up, two calls, still no one picks up!

Ji Mochen frowned tightly, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Sicheng's sister seemed to be working in the Yan Group, so he quickly called Zhang Sixing.

"Hey, what's the matter? Tell me if you have something to do, and hang up if you have nothing to do!"

As a doctor, he was supposed to be in the hospital at this time, but Zhang Sicheng had slipped out of the hospital early to go clubbing with a younger sister he had recently dated!At such an important moment, someone actually disturbed him. As a young man, this kind of thing is really unbearable!
"Give me your sister's phone number!"

"Who are you, you actually want my sister's phone number, I'll tell you..."

"Zhang Sicheng, do you think you are too idle in the hospital? Do you need me to tell Uncle Zhang..."

At this moment, Zhang Sicheng's nerves were sobered by the threatening and cold voice. He took the phone away and saw the name of the caller clearly. Zhang Sicheng's previous angry face disappeared completely, replaced by What is flattering.

"Haha, that, Mo Chen, don't be like this! But, what do you want my sister's phone for?"

"Yiyi didn't answer the phone, I'll ask your sister!"

"Oh oh oh, then I'll send you a text message!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Sicheng quickly sent Zhang Sixing's phone number to Ji Mochen, muttering as he sent it back.He said that he couldn't contact Yan Yiyi, but he just wanted an excuse to know Si Ding's phone number, so that he could monitor Yan Yiyi in all directions in the future!
Hmph, you're so small, I'm too lazy to expose you!
Coolly put the phone in his trouser pocket, Zhang Sicheng soon continued to fight with the little girl he had made an appointment with!

After getting Zhang Siming's call, Ji Mochen called without any hesitation.

Zhang Sixing held the unfamiliar phone number in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then pushed his gold-framed eyes with his hand, and then he picked it up slowly.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Is Yan Yiyi in the office?"

Zhang Sixing's casual expression also changed instantly, just like her brother, when he knew that the other party was Ji Mochen, all those emotions that shouldn't have disappeared!This Buddha's temper will only be better when facing Yan Yiyi!
"Sister Yiyi has been in the office all the time!"

"Oh, I see!"

After Ji Mochen hung up the phone, he picked up the coat in his hand, left the office, took the elevator directly under the president, went down to the second floor, got in the car, started the car, and hit the accelerator, a series of actions were done in one go.

An all-black Maserati president quickly drove out of the underground parking lot on the second floor, and galloped in the night of City A.In less than half an hour, Ji Mochen's car had arrived at the east gate of Xiyiyuan. Looking up, the lights on the eighth floor were still on, and Ji Mochen's heart was finally relieved.

Lao Wang had already recognized it when Lonely Cheng stopped here. It was a car in his garage. He got out of the car quickly, walked to the side of Ji Mochen's car, and opened the door of the driver's cab from the outside.

"President!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work! Go back!"

"Ok!"

Lao Wang and Ji Mochen drove home after saying goodbye. He originally thought that he might have to wait until late today to go home, but he didn't expect that President Ji would come to pick up his wife from get off work in person, and he could go home early Accompany the child!

Ji Mochen didn't go up, but leaned against the side of the car, staring at the lights on the eighth floor, watching the people inside come out one after another, some familiar faces, some unfamiliar faces.

"President Ji!"

Su Ho and Liang Shan were walking outside, thinking about what to eat tonight. The high-intensity work made them feel that they must supplement some nutrition, otherwise, their bodies might experience some bad phenomena.

After leaving the gate, before reaching the parking lot, Liang Shan saw Ji Mochen first, such a person, even if there are a sea of ​​people, Ji Mochen is still outstanding, not to mention there are so few people here now!
Now that you have seen it, you can't pretend you didn't see it. After Su He and Liang Shan glanced at each other, they hurried to Ji Mochen's side and said hello to Ji Mochen.

After Ji Mochen nodded, he didn't speak, and the expression on his face didn't change at all. If he said he ignored them, he at least took a look at the two of them. If he said he didn't ignore them, he didn't say anything!
"Well, is President Ji here to pick up Mr. Yan from get off work?"

When Yan Yiyi was mentioned, Ji Mochen's eyes finally shifted to Su He and Liang Shan, and he took a deep look at the two of them, and then he said grace.

"Okay, then we won't bother you! Goodbye, President Ji!"

"goodbye!"

Su Ho took Liang Shan's hand and left here slowly. After getting into the car, Su Ho felt that he was sweating from nervousness just now!

"President this season, it's really scary when you don't smile!"

Liang Shan didn't speak, but nodded, expressing that he agreed with his wife's point of view.