Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

"This is for dogs!" Ying Xia threw it into his arms.

Lu Jinchuan picked it up and took a look at it, and suddenly laughed, he didn't look at it carefully just now, it was really for dogs.

He raised his head, "Where did our family get this thing?"

What kind of memory is this? Ying Xia was speechless, "Last year, I helped bring Tan Fei's Fadou for a few days."

Lu Jinchuan thought for a while, it seemed that this was the case, got up to get the medicine box, and then cleaned the plaster on the back of her hand with normal saline.

It had been a long, long time since there had been such a harmonious atmosphere between them. There had been too many times of sword tension, and he almost forgot what it was like when the two of them were talking properly.

After washing her hands, Ying Xia went to hug the quilt and came in, and then lay down directly on the bed, her eyelids were already sticky.

This morning, she wanted to get up early so that Xia Qiong would not find her sleeping in the guest room. Who knew that Xia Qiong would wake up at five o'clock, and she was directly picked up by Xia Qiong, who scolded her at five o'clock until she went out after breakfast.

He vaguely heard the sound of Lu Jinchuan opening the door and going out, turned over and fell asleep again.

Lu Jinchuan came back from the outside, took the ointment into the bedroom, the person on the bed was sleeping soundly, he pulled her hand out, carefully applied the ointment to her, the little girl was disturbed to sleep uncomfortably, and slapped him backhand.

Lu Jinchuan pressed his tongue against her cheek, pinched her chin and shook it lightly, "You really have a bad temper!"

He didn't feel angry at being slapped at all, on the contrary, he felt a little smug. If other people saw it, his jaw would probably drop in shock.

Waking up early the next morning, Ying Xia found that the backs of her hands were much better, only a little red. She thought that the things used by dogs were more effective than those used by humans, so she planned to have a treat with her little sister another day.

The few assistants in Lu's president's office have had an unprecedentedly smooth life these past few days. The boss seems to have changed his gender. Lu Jinchuan, who was ready to live and work, no longer exists, and is replaced by the boss Moyu who leaves work on time when the time comes.

Assistant Wang held Zhou Xin back, "Secretary Zhou, can you tell me what happened to Mr. Lu recently?"

Of course Zhou Xin knew the reason, these days the driver picked up from Yulan Road every day, he saw the boss's face getting better day by day, he knew this very well.

Zhou Xin took the document and patted Assistant Wang's hand away, "If it were you, what would make you rush to get off work?"

Assistant Wang thought for a while, "Shopping?"

Zhou Xin rolled his eyes, "Boss Lu is not a woman."

"Oh," Assistant Wang thought for a while, "That's playing cards or playing games. My boyfriend is like this. He can only run fast by playing games and playing cards."

Children cannot be taught.

Zhou Xin shook his head helplessly, and walked into the office with the documents.

"President Lu, this is the revised promotion plan."

Lu Jinchuan held it, glanced roughly, and raised his eyes, "Are you sure this has been revised?"

Zhou Xin leaned over to take a look, and on the page he opened, he remembered that Lu Jinchuan had pointed out this problem during the meeting, and he didn't know whether the people in the planning department had no brains or wanted to pluck the hair on the tiger's head, it was so obvious Issues have not been corrected.

Lu Jinchuan threw the plan aside, and said with downcast eyes: "For a whole month, the whole department made something like a primary school student handing in homework. I doubt who I hired. You tell them that in Lu's, apart from retirement, There is a way to pack up and leave."

"Yes." Zhou Xin walked on thin ice.

Fortunately, the boss has been in a good mood these past few days. If it had been before, the planning department would have already walked on the broad road of packing up and leaving.

"and many more."

Zhou Xin was about to go out when he heard the words and turned back.

Lu Jinchuan looked at the calendar and tapped his fingers on the table, "What do you usually give your wife on her birthday?"

Zhou Xin groaned in his heart, thinking that you are not asking me for nothing?Can the one I sent be at the same level as the one you sent? My experience is like a younger brother to you.

Besides, if he remembered correctly, there should be more than two months before the birthday of Mrs. Qianlu, why is he in such a hurry this year?

Zhou Xin thought about it, "I usually send bags, but Ms. Ying is more special, and the ones she likes should be different from my wife's."

Lu Jinchuan frowned, dissatisfied with the title of Miss Correspondence, but agreed with Zhou Xin's special word, the merits and demerits are equal, that's all.

Zhou Xin thought of the glamorous secretaries in the CEO's office outside, who discussed more female topics in their spare time, and he gave a suggestion, "Perhaps Mr. Lu can ask Secretary Wang and the others about this kind of question. Girls always know girls better."

Exiting from Lu Jinchuan's office, a person suddenly jumped out from the sideways, and grabbed Zhou Dao: "Secretary Zhou, I figured it out, isn't Lu always proud of his love?"

Zhou Xin rarely glanced at her with a half-smile.

What kind of pride is this?There is still a long way to go after his wife, and his boss can be happy like this with a little bit of sweetness, which is a bit like a young man who is just in love.

Secretary Wang was about to be happy, but Zhou Xin's next sentence drove her to the bottom of the valley.

"Boss Lu asked you to go in, and I have something to ask you."

Secretary Wang remembered that she had publicized the result of her analysis in the president's office just now, and wondered if the charge of gossiping behind her back would lead to her being fired.

Secretary Wang knocked on the door and went in, not daring to lift his head while standing in front of the desk.

Lu Jinchuan was looking at the computer, swiping the mouse a few times from time to time, and then turned his head after finishing reading, "Sit."

What kind of treatment is this?Secretary Wang was even more frightened. He didn't dare to sit on the chair, and only sat one-third of it.

"President Lu, what are your orders?"