Divorce contract: President please sign

Hearing Shen Boyan's words, Mo Changan smiled and nodded, "Yes, Shi Jiu told me just now that she is going to learn Arabic to lead a tour group in Dubai. She said that there might be one of them someday." Has the Prince of Dubai taken a fancy to her?"

Shen Boyan raised his brows after hearing this, and felt that Mo Changan and this friend grew up together since middle school, and it was really not easy to grow into the calm and indifferent temperament they are now...

It was still Shen Boyan who took her car keys and drove her back. He had good driving skills and the journey was smooth.It was only when Mo Changan was in the car that he thought of what he said earlier, "You said that you will give me some work every day, is it true?"

Shen Boyan nodded, "Well, I'll give you a little bit. It just so happens that Qiao's has some previous projects that I'm not familiar with. I've been busy recently and don't have time to learn about them. It might be better for you to handle them yourself, but if you feel that there Where the pressure is too heavy and uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Mo Changan was overjoyed, she was in an extremely good mood, and she gradually realized that she might really be a work-addicted patient.

In the afternoon, Shen Boyan didn't go to the company again. He was really tired. Even after lunch, he didn't continue to work, but took a nap with Mo Changan.

When she woke up, he hadn't woken up yet. He was lying on the bed and fell asleep. Mo Changan turned his head slightly and saw Shen Boyan's peaceful sleeping face. Tired and busy lately.

Mo Changan got off the bed lightly, went to the study room, brought his sketchbook and pencils, sat on the window sill of the bay window, quietly looked at Shen Boyan's sleeping face for a moment, and then drew on the paper.

She finished a sketch in less than 10 minutes. She was a little happy, thinking that her skills had not regressed. The reason for the slow drawing last time might be because there was no model present.

The corners of the lips curved slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he picked up the pen and wrote a few beautiful and beautiful words on the lower right corner of the drawing paper - Picture of a beautiful man taking a nap.

Mo Changan himself laughed, Shen Boyan really slept very quietly, unlike her indecent sleeping position, he didn't even turn over in 10 minutes, not even a slight movement.

Just as Mo Changan thought about it, he saw that the eyes of the man on the bed hadn't opened, but his lips moved slightly, and he said three words, "Did you finish the painting?"

She thumped in her heart, "Are you awake?"

"I woke up early." Shen Boyan opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and clear, and there was no sense of waking up. He propped himself up and sat on the bed, pointing to the sketchbook in her hand, "Show me."

He woke up early, when Mo Changan got up, he was already a little awake, listening to her go out, originally wanted to sleep for a while, but heard her softly coming in again, so he was completely awake, his eyes opened slightly Soon I saw her sitting on the bay window sill with a sketchbook and pencil.

So he closed his eyes, and after a while he heard the sound of a pencil rubbing against the paper.

Mo Changan was a little hesitant, looking at the writing on the lower right corner of the drawing paper, she pursed her lips, "Don't look at it, it's nothing to look at."

"I have the right to portrait." Shen Boyan pointed to the sketchbook in her hand again, "Hurry up."

So he could only hand out the notebook, and then sat back on the bay window, far away from him, and noticed the change of expression on his face.

To be honest, the painting is very good. When Shen Boyan looked at the person in the painting, he could recognize himself at a glance. The details of the facial features, the curvature of the outline, and the light and shadow were all just right. She only used a pencil. Not bad.

Just, a picture of a beautiful boy taking a nap?

Shen Boyan raised his eyebrows, and looked towards Mo Changan, the woman had already looked away and looked at the ground.

"One day Mo won't start a company anymore, and he can make a living selling his craft." Shen Boyan's words contained a hint of ridicule.

And Mo Changan still looked at the ground, and said not to be outdone, "One day Mr. Shen won't start the company, and he can live by showing off his face."

Yes, who is she?Mo Changan.The sharp-tongued Mo Changan, the Mo Changan who is not to be outdone.

Shen Boyan was a little helpless, put the sketchbook aside, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Have Qi Ming and Meng Cheng come yet?"

Mo Changan was puzzled, "Are they coming over?"

"Yeah." Shen Boyan nodded, got up and got out of bed, "Send over the documents that will be released in the next few days, and I will work overtime at my place tomorrow and the weekend. Let them rest tonight so that they can recharge their batteries."

"Evil capitalism." Mo Changan said with a smile.

Shen Boyan glanced at her, and replied with a smile, "We are each other. Don't laugh at half a hundred steps."

The two were jokingly bickering, but the atmosphere was harmonious, and there was almost no tension between the two of them.

"At least I'm fifty. Qi Ming has been crushed by you until he's out of shape." Mo Changan pulled off the thin coat on the hanger and put it on, picked up his sketchbook, and followed him out of the bedroom.

I heard the man in front of me say, "That's how steel is tempered, otherwise why do you think Qi Ming is called the best assistant?"

The best assistant arrived soon, and Mo Changan had the illusion of a radiant face, and couldn't help but say to Qi Ming, "Why... are you so radiant? Is this a flashback?"

Qi Ming's smile froze, and it seemed that it was not an auspicious word.

"Ma'am... can you say something nice?" I almost said this sentence dumbfounded.

Mo Changan raised his hand apologetically, "Sorry."

The main reason is that they were arguing with Shen Boyan just now, and then they fought smoothly... some indiscriminate attacks.

"Boss is very merciful today. You don't have to work overtime tonight. Tomorrow is the weekend. I can finally rest, so I'm back..." Qi Ming said emphatically and patted himself on the forehead, "I'm radiant."

Looking at Qi Ming, Mo Changan couldn't bear it anymore. Shen Boyan hadn't come downstairs yet, so out of kindness, she still wanted to let Qi Ming know the truth, "Bo Yan just said that you will come to work here tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Almost instantly, Mo Changan saw that after Qi Ming heard this, the previous radiance on Qi Ming's face was really like a flash of light, and it disappeared in an instant, and his smile and eyes quickly faded away, "Madam Boss , I’m really going to die from overwork. I’m still young, and I don’t have a wife yet. If this goes on, I don’t think I have much time to find a wife. The BOSS has you, and he doesn’t have to worry about workaholics. I’m different without a wife! I’m alone, and he’s a full man who doesn’t know a hungry man!”

Shen Boyan just came down from the upstairs, ignored Qi Ming's words, and said, "By the way, I just put Chang'an's wedding dress in Lao Lin's car, let Lao Lin deliver it."

Qi Ming looked at Mo Chang'an in grief and indignation, and said sadly, "Look! He's still showing off! He doesn't understand my pain at all! When will a woman put on a wedding dress and marry me!"