The routine of marriage first and love later is slightly sweet

Because the plagiarized designer sent an apology letter.

Jun Mofan announced the list of designers of his company on social networking sites and the company's official website in due course.

　He has not been in vain for several years, and the designers under his banner are all cutting-edge designers who have won awards in international competitions.

　I have to say that he is really good at winning people's hearts.

　Not long after the list was announced, many companies came to me for cooperation.

　His design company has a wide range of businesses, including interior design, architectural design, and clothing design.Now that a design company has been called, it should cover all branches in this field, so that his customers don't have to go through empty doors.

　But at this stage, most of the people who come to him are architectural design and interior design. After all, he used to be in real estate. Many people not only come for the designer's excellent resume, but also for Jun Mofan's reputation in the industry.

　He and Lin Xiaosen manage a company alone, in their eyes, it is just husband and wife working together to expand business.

　All morning, just receiving and negotiating has already made Jun Mofan flustered, but the time at noon is precious, and he must spare it.

　Without getting off the chair, he stretched his waist and looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was still 10 minutes before the end of get off work.

　The phone on the desk was still ringing, so he simply had someone call Zhou Ziyue's office directly, so he could steal half a day off.

　Lin Xiaosen is a workaholic, if there is no reminder from others, she must not remember to eat, but he doesn't mind being the person who reminds her, his mood becomes inexplicably good when he sees her.

　Picking up the clothes hanging on the chair, he was just about to go out.Outside the office door, I can think of the bell-like voice of the front desk lady.

　"Mr. Jun, look outside."

　Jun Mofan was still wondering, who would come to find him, so Irene pushed open the door and walked in.

　"Brother Mo Fan, it's noon, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I specially sat down with your favorite dishes at home, let's have a rest, your body is more important."

Jun Mofan stood firm, with a slightly unnatural expression.

Irene raised her eyes and saw that he was holding his coat, as if he was about to go out, and hurriedly put the package in his hand on the desk, took out the meals and lined them up.

　"Brother Mo Fan, try it, my cooking is delicious. This is the first time I cook the food here, I don't know if you like it or not."

Jun Mofan reached out to touch the brow bone, and took advantage of the situation to glance at his watch.

"I'm sorry Erin, I have something to go out, and I may not be able to eat the meal you cooked."

Irene glanced at him, knowing in her heart that he was going to look for Lin Xiaosen again, so she sighed regretfully.

　"Hey, I made this with my own hands. If Brother Mo Fan doesn't eat it, it will be wasted. It's really a pity."

　Accustomed to Lin Xiaosen's usual sarcasm, Jun Mofan was unexpectedly not at all cold when he heard her coquettish offensive.

　Opening the door, he had already stepped outside with one foot. From a distance, he saw Zhou Ziyue holding a document and communicating with the designer, so he called him over loudly.

　Hearing Jun Mofan's voice, Zhou Ziyue's forehead was covered with black lines, and the number of calls on his side increased obviously just now, and he knew whose masterpiece it was.

　"Boss! Do you understand my subordinates! I'm about to leave work, how long will I have to work with so many insiders!"

　Having no time to listen to his complaints, Jun Mofan opened the door and pointed to Irene in the office.

　"Irene made some food by herself, and she can't seem to finish it by herself. To prevent waste, you can eat with her."

　Zhou Ziyue, who had been working all morning, was hungry and dizzy. As soon as he smelled the delicious food, he immediately jumped on it, no matter who cooked it.

Unceremoniously, I chose a piece of fried chicken cutlet from the bag, threw it into my mouth and ate it crunchy, and did not forget to say thank you to Irene while enjoying it.

　"Sister Irene, thank you very much, I can save money for a takeaway meal."

　Irene didn't expect that Jun Mofan would hand over what she made with her own hands to others.

　Her face was livid, and the hand on the bag was clenched unconsciously. If you were close enough, you could still hear the sound of her upper and lower rows of teeth rubbing against each other.

　Looking back, Jun Mofan had already disappeared without a trace.

　Zhou Ziyue, who was catching delicacies, happened to see this detail, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was once again deeply moved by the jealousy of women.

　He reached out to pick up the bowl of noodles closest to him, ready to slip away.

　"Well, sister Irene, I still have work to do, I can just eat these, these are your lunch."

　Before Irene came back to his senses, he ran towards his office with oil on his feet.

　Irene reached out and picked up the rest of the food, and threw it into the trash basket beside her.

　At noon, Lin Xiaosen finally finished the phased work. When it was lunch time, he wanted to go out to eat something, but he didn't want to do it alone.

　There was a knock on the door, Lin Xiaosen raised his head and saw George's smiling face.

　He shook the mobile phone in his hand and asked Lin Xiaosen, "Sister Xiaosen, do you want to order takeaway together? I know there is a delicious one, but I can't get the full discount by myself."

　Lin Xiaosen just happened to be hungry at the meeting, and ordering takeaway would be a good choice. Now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, you will inevitably be exposed to the sun when you go out. You must be sweating again when you come back, sticking to your body is very sticky uncomfortable.

　"What is it?"

Seeing that Lin Xiaosen agreed, George hurriedly brought his mobile phone over.What he was looking at was a Sichuan restaurant, the dishes on it seemed to be booming, and it was very appetizing to see.

　"This grilled fish looks good."

　Lin Xiaosen pointed to a grilled fish on a tray, it was covered with a lot of hot oil and chili, it looked delicious.

　"Sister Komori, you have a really good vision. This dish is their signature dish. Every time I go there, I must order it. You will fall in love with it once you eat it."

　"Really?" Lin Xiaosen looked at him dubiously, and his stomach growled in unison.

　Just as the two of them were chatting in full swing, there was another knock on the door.

　"Come in!" Lin Xiaosen looked up, and there was a little assistant standing there.

　"Mr. Lin, Mr. Jun is looking for you."

　Jun Mofan?It's him again?Why are you always haunted?
　Before she gave the order to evict the guests, Jun Mofan poked his head out from the door, and he walked in on his own, George stood up from his seat and gave him the seat.

　"How did you come?"

　The troubles in the morning and yesterday were not very pleasant, Lin Xiaosen didn't want to see this face for the time being.

　"Of course I asked Boss Lin to have dinner with me. I know there is a delicious restaurant, and I don't know if Boss Lin would like to honor me and join me."

　George had just found someone to fight takeaways with him, and as soon as Jun Mofan came in, he knew that his Sichuan cuisine was ruined again, so he wisely left this place of right and wrong.

　Lin Xiaosen tidied his hair, crossed his legs, pretended to be scrolling through his mobile phone, and pretended to refuse, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han has already asked me out at noon today, and he said he would take me to a delicious western restaurant. I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with Mr. Jun."