Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"No!"

Yannian shook her head quickly and took a deep breath, so she didn't feel troubled.

"Jiang Beiyuan...Ah, it's not right, President Jiang, the key is such an important matter, why leave it to me?"

Think about it with your toes. On a big occasion like a press conference, the company's senior executives and other company executives must be there, and reporters from various media will also join in.

This is a big deal, every detail must be done well.

Jiang Beiyuan put his cheek in one hand, slightly squinted his peach blossom eyes and stared at her, his expression suddenly becoming lazy.

"If you do a good job in designing the venue this time, you will sell yourself. In the future, international companies, large companies, or wedding planning will need a florist, so naturally they will find you. One day, you will start a floristry company by yourself and become a shareholder as a boss. , Even opening a branch is no problem."

"..."

Yannian eyes became a kaleidoscope.

What Jiang Beiyuan said is simply the longing she dreams of.

"But, I'm still a bit afraid that I can't do well!"

After all, with so many eyes staring at it, Yannian had to worry about it.

This is not on my own site

This is a big company with tens of millions of employees.

"Mrs. President, are you afraid of this?"

Jiang Beiyuan smiled at the corners of his lips, with a mellow voice and a bit serious.

"You say you want to be a tree, I will help you as much as possible. In some aspects, if you don’t need me, then do it yourself. I can’t help you for the rest of my life. I know that you don’t like me and I will take care of you. No matter what, your husband still has to take care, such as dressing up."

Yannian "pushed" and laughed.

She is wearing pants today, and he is still thinking about what he has to do. He is holding her on the problem of wearing a skirt every day, right?

"I know, don't worry, since President Jiang has given it to me, I will definitely work hard, and I will definitely do my best!"

She has never been so excited.

I have never felt so close to his world.

In the morning, because of the difference between the two people, I was hurting myself. Now the uncomfortable mood has disappeared forever, and I don't want to ask him about concealing his education.

Jiang Beiyuan...

Yannian muttered these three words silently in my heart, like a knuckle in my throat, speechless, only the joy and emotion in my heart, feelings agitated.

How does this man know her so much? !

It's the roundworm in her stomach!

"Then it's okay, I'll go back and work, and see you, President Jiang!"

The words of President Jiang were a bit heavy.

In fact, I really want to kiss him, what he did today is too appetizing for her.

But this is too silly!

And before he came, she herself disliked him for using hands and feet all day long, so don't do it anymore, just go back to kiss again tonight!

"Mrs. Jiang."

The man in the president's chair took the initiative to speak, and tuned it lazily, with his hands folded on the back of his head, expressing emotions.

"Since the work is over, it's not President Jiang, you can call her husband."

"..."

by.

Raised her again.

Yannian bit her lower lip slightly, and then bit her scalp and walked over.

Stand in front of him, lift his face and "click" and kiss him.

"Thank you!"

Really thank him for giving her this opportunity!

A real opportunity for Yannian to enter the world of Jiangbeiyuan!

Jiang Beiyuan stretched his arms, clasped her waist, and hugged her to sit on his lap.

Her eyebrows are drooping and her eye rims are red, which is only when she is moved. Her clear eyes are full of movement and gratitude at this moment.

Jiang Beiyuan felt pity and affection, and squeezed her face with his hand.

Yannian was squeezed by him obediently, without resisting or struggling.

"In two days, show me a project."

"it is good!"

"Ok."

...

Yan Nian came out of Jiang Beiyuan's office, and it was already an hour later.

She blushed and her ears were flushed.

Met Xu Kuangjie head-on.

A vigorous man in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a kraft paper portfolio in his hand.

This man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a tall and mighty figure. He doesn't look like a flawed person.