Fast time travel to save the lover's battle + special episode

But she didn't show good looks to those wives at all, she kept a high degree of vigilance to her fans, she never gave good looks, of course, one thing is one thing, who would have thought that Rong Dashen would be at home at eight o'clock every night 48-inch large color TV to watch a person's live broadcast.

"Hey, you really deserve to be my master, this movement, this injury, this... such a cute voice~" Well, Rong Jiuru is a voice control, and it is only a voice control that only controls the master "glutinous rice balls are not round".

"Ding, you have received an easy gift of 520 "520" fireworks."

Tang Yixin's fingers paused when she was about to turn off the computer, and then opened the address book, and the lonely portrait was listed first.

The glutinous rice balls are not round: thank you

Rong Bian: Ah, I'm so happy, Tang Yuanda talked to me, the first sentence, I will definitely remember it firmly, and remember it for a lifetime.

Quietly blushing, Tang Yixin added a facial expression after the original good night.

The glutinous rice balls are not round: good night (`)

It's not easy: Da Da is so cute, Da Da is so cute, Da Da is good night.

Seeing the picture of Tang Yuan not being round and quickly dimming, Rong Jiuru's eyes darkened, and she cheered up again randomly. She spent a month adding Dashen with a small account, and spent another half a month getting Dashen to contact him actively. Come on, I can ask for a phone call in another week, and then meet, fall in love, get married and have a monkey, hehehe, just thinking about it makes me happy.

Can't tolerate baba:

Happy to receive blessings from important people

After posting this Weibo, regardless of the comments in the comments, Rong Jiuru put on her glasses and looked at the documents. She is the president, so she is very busy...

Rong's is the largest enterprise in this city, but the founder, Mr. Rong, has retired to the second line, and now his granddaughter Rong Jiuru is in charge.

Wearing a custom-made suit and uniform, Rong Jiuru had an aura of [-] meters the moment he got off the car.

The secret technique Zhan Xiaozhan has already arranged her itinerary for the day, and the itinerary is placed on her desk. Of course, there is also a cup of coffee and half a plate of plum...

"Mr. Rong, Mr. Ding invites you to dinner tonight, will you go?"

"..." Rong Jiuru gave a faint glance.

Zhan Xiaozhan immediately understood: "Understood, you will not accept any arrangements after 07:30, I will write back to Mr. Ding."

"and also…"

"what?"

"Today's plum, one is missing!"

"...I'll give you another one right now."

"Ah."

Lamenting the special hobbies of the rich, Zhan Xiaozhan honestly dug out a pack of plums from the secret counter in the CEO's office, added another one to the small plate, and when everything was ready, he consciously left the office.

When Zhan Xiaozhan left, Rong Jiuru stared at the plums in his hand, one, two... Counting to the tenth, Rong Jiuru's expression was completely relaxed, he took one in his mouth with his thumb and index finger, and then concentrated processing files.

That cup of coffee didn't take a few sips until lunch time, and Huamei had already finished it all.

Zhan Xiaozhan was not surprised at all. After putting away the small plates and coffee, he thought of the paper bag in the counter, "Mr. Rong, Huamei is almost finished, do you need me to prepare it for you?"

"...Well, go to the financial reimbursement."

"Okay, Mr. Rong."

Rong Jiuru didn't like to eat snacks in the past, but after eating at the secretary's once, she couldn't forget it, and she was addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself...

With Rong Jiuru's permission, Zhan Xiaozhan blatantly visited a certain treasure during his work, and clicked on the Tangyuanbuyuan snack shop in the collection column. He was about to place an order for handmade plums, but found that it was sold out.

Zhan Huang: Dear, are you there?

Tangyuan: Yes, dear.

Zhan Huang: Dear shopkeeper, do you have any more words? Kiss.

It was the first time for Tang Yixin to see such a talkative guest, but she still answered seriously.

Tangyuan: Sorry, there are only [-] servings of handmade plums a month, and according to the records, you bought [-] servings before, and you have eaten them all?

Zhan Huang: No, it’s because my friend also likes to eat, so no one will share a little. Now a friend’s food is almost finished, and I want to buy more, so I want to help her place an order. Who knows that your family’s plum is gone T_T

Tangyuan: I'm really sorry, because my mother pickled plums by hand, so there are only [-] servings a month.

Zhan Huang: Then I will make an appointment for next month first.

Glutinous rice balls: There are [-] left for next month, how many do you want?

James Wong: All inclusive.

Zhan Xiaozhan thought about his family and friends, leaving out the boss's one-and-a-half shares a day, fifteen shares a month, and he kept five shares for himself. The ladies and sisters in the secretarial department downstairs have no five shares, but thirty shares. Keep fifteen copies with my sister, and fifteen more, just in case.

Tang Yixin's eyes widened, eighty copies are all inclusive, it will hurt.

Glutinous rice balls: Guest, you'd better think about it. In our family, the plums should be eaten as soon as possible. It's better to have [-] servings.

Zhan Huang: No, no, I can finish eating, but I still don't see many shopkeepers like you who cut in half.

Tangyuan: Because it is made by my mother, I hope that every guest can have the best taste. (Rose)

Zhan Huang: ...Small glutinous rice balls, let’s not say anything, eighty servings, my brother will cover all of them, I just love the taste of my mother.

sweet dumpling:…

Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Yi Xin was not hypocritical. After finishing the call, she rummaged through the accounting book in the cabinet.