Mr. Dior

Jiao Qi snorted softly, rubbed himself on the pillow, and opened his eyes tiredly. The tossing and tossing for three days in a row made him a little overwhelmed.Climbing on Lao Gong's waist, he got up, nestled into his arms and yawned: "Why are you sitting up, Mr. President?"

Mr. President's back became even stiffer. He tried hard to find his voice, and said in an evil tone as much as possible: "You still have the strength to joke, it seems that you didn't learn enough lessons last night." He hugged him tightly so that he could lean more comfortably.

Ok?

Jiao Qi looked up at him, his brows gradually raised, and was about to speak when a dull pain mixed with nausea came from his stomach. "Hiss..." He took a breath of cool air, pushed away Lao Gong's arm, curled up and fell back on the bed.

Zhang Chenfei was taken aback, and immediately forgot about the president: "What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?"

"It's okay." Jiao Qi took a breath and waved his hands weakly.

He used to have a bad stomach. When he first got married, he often suffered from stomach problems and broke out in a cold sweat from time to time.For him, Zhang Chenfei went to learn how to cook soup and porridge. He insisted on nourishing his stomach, and he basically didn't commit any crimes anymore.It's just that if you don't eat in time, or drink alcohol or eat spicy food, you will still feel uncomfortable.

I didn't eat and drank on an empty stomach last night.

Zhang Chenfei touched his pale face, his heart ached, and he got out of bed to cook for him.As soon as his feet were stuffed into the slippers, he suddenly felt Jiao Qi staring at him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know what kind of suspicious look it was.

Taking a deep breath, she made a strong sculpt, Xie Mei turned around wildly, and stuffed the little wife back under the bed: "Until I come back, don't leave the bed."

After all, he swaggered downstairs like an emperor enthroned.He dodged and hid in the kitchen, rubbed his arm with goosebumps hard, and shook in place.The lines just now were so embarrassing, my paws were numb when I said it.

After three days of no cooking, the house feels a bit desolate.Fortunately, the aunt comes to clean and replenish the dishes every day, and she can start the fire at any time.At this time, it is too late to make complicated soups, so I can only use a rice cooker with a pressure device to quickly cook a pot of porridge.

Throw the rice into the pot, calculate the stock in the refrigerator, take out the materials that need to be defrosted, and put them in the microwave.Everything was ready, and it would take half an hour until the porridge was cooked, so I poured a cup of warm water to find out the stomach medicine that I hadn't used for a long time.

This stomach medicine is in the form of ointment and should be taken before meals.

Back upstairs, Jiao Qi had already finished washing, but he was too tired, so he lay back on the bed, lazily refusing to move.

The air conditioner was blowing against his back, Zhang Chenfei wanted to cover him with a quilt, but Mr. Ba's character could not be collapsed, he coughed dryly, and slapped that round and delicate place: "Pouting like this, I want to... ...cough, you want to seduce someone, huh?"

Ahhhhh!Mr. Big Cock scratched the carpet twice with his toes.

Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the little wife and forced him to take medicine.

Jiao Qi took the medicine obediently, and let the CEO hug him back to bed as a second-degree disabled person: "Yo, remember?"

"What... what?" The president's feet slipped and he began to stutter.

The person who has been facing each other day and night for seven years knows what kind of demon he is going to be, Jiao Qi has heard it since the first sentence he said when he woke up.He narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Which account do you think we should settle first? Why don't you tell me first, what lovers have you brought to the company, Mr. Dior Zhang?"

"Boom!" The CEO threw the little wife in his arms back on the bed, moved away a little expressionlessly, turned around, and poked his head into the pile of pillows, pretending to be dead.

"Can you avoid being beaten by pretending to be dead?"

"I swear by my name, I have never done anything to be sorry to you!"

"Your name has credit value? Zhang, big, dick!"

"Ouch!"

There is a reason for the name Zhang Da Diao.

Back then, the two met on a blind date in a romantic French restaurant. In the flickering candlelight, the young and handsome president handed over a black and gold-stamped business card.

The minimalist industrial style design, with simple names and contact information written on it, is gently placed on the table.Jiao Qi reached out to pick it up, but the two knuckle fingers that pushed the business card did not leave, and firmly pressed the corner of the business card.

It was an ambiguous hint, Jiao Qi looked up at him.I have to say that this gentleman is the most handsome blind date he has seen so far. His deep eyes reflect the candlelight, giving people the illusion of deep affection.

His heart couldn't help but miss a beat, Jiao Xi looked down at the business card, the man still didn't intend to let go, so he had to read it out slowly.He has a little short-sightedness, and the environment is dim and he can't see it in front of his eyes, so he can only get a rough look: "Zhang Ju... dick?"

The name was really shocking, and Jiao Qi was deeply impressed. After returning home, he would never forget this man named "Big Cock".It wasn't until the third phone call that Zhang Chenfei couldn't help correcting him: "Well, actually, my name is Zhang Chenfei."

However, stereotypes are deeply ingrained.

Zhang Chenfei poked his head out from under the pillow in grievance: "My name is actually very valuable... Aww!"

After being beaten up, the CEO had to continue cooking breakfast for his little wife.

After eating the hot white porridge, soft milk buns, and two refreshing side dishes, Jiao Qi's breath is smooth.Stretching out his hand to touch the head of Zhang Diao who was eating with his head down, he felt the small cut that had scabbed over.

"Go to the hospital for another checkup tomorrow." Jiao Xi was still a little worried. He made an appointment with the clinic upstairs just now, but the line was already full today, so he had to wait until tomorrow to see the doctor.

Zhang Chenfei didn't take it seriously, and felt that he was already healed: "It's okay, see any doctor, Que De, that wicked bastard, knows how to cheat you out of money."

"Then you're still buying the 'Exquisite Luxury Deep Sea Caviar Daisy Maintenance' set from him?" Jiao Qi rested his chin with one hand, looking at him leisurely.

"Pfft—" The CEO choked on a mouthful of porridge.

Jiao Qi pursed his lips and held back a smile, and handed him the napkin: "It is still necessary to check, and I want to sue the brain manufacturer, and I need the test report of Quade."

"Actually, there is a risk warning in the instruction manual, although it doesn't clearly mention the specific problems that may be caused by head bumping." Zhang Chenfei pondered for a moment, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Baby, don't you think that this is a huge business opportunity."

"Hmm... what business opportunity?" Jiao Xi felt a little uncomfortable after hearing such a nasty address for a long time, but the person who spoke didn't seem to realize what he was calling, and was still analyzing it on his own.

"The anti-collision intelligence brain is built in!" When it comes to professional things, Zhang Chenfei's eyes are full of light.

"It is theoretically possible, but it will inevitably be boycotted by several major manufacturers, and they will even sue us for spreading rumors." Jiao Qi frowned. If he wants to do this business, he must prepare quietly and collect evidence at the right time Sue the manufacturer first.

"Hmm... Actually, I'm not good at making hardware either, so I have a better idea." Zhang Chenfei held back, waiting for his little wife to ask curiously, but Mr. Jiao just calmly raised his chin at him and signaled He continues.

For the past few days, Jiao Qi has been staring at the CEO with a broken head, and Jiao Qi has become used to observing his emotional changes at any time, and at this moment, he clearly saw a little disappointment in those eyes, and asked for some reason: "What's a good idea? "

The small disappointment dissipated, replaced by absolute confidence in the professional field, full of ineffable charm: "Manually clear the application of the memory."

The function of clearing memory existed in ancient computer applications.At that time, it was not so intelligent, and the computer was easy to slow down, and it was often necessary to manually clear the memory to maintain the operation of the system.With the development of intelligence, this work without technical content is handed over to the system itself.

"Whoever breaks his brain in the future, let his wife clean it up manually."

The black Maybach that was involved in the accident has not been repaired, and the two can only continue to share the same car to go to work.

"Do you still need me to be a secretary today?" Jiao Qi sat in the co-pilot and asked him in a leisurely tone.

Zhang Chenfei parked the car under Basho Building with shameful brows: "No, no need, I'll pick you up after get off work."

"Is it really not necessary? Then who will serve you tea, organize documents, and relieve... um..." Before he could finish speaking, he was kissed by the embarrassing and angry CEO, and couldn't help laughing out loud , kissed back, undid the safety buckle and got out of the car.

Zhang Chenfei put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at the tall and handsome back of his young wife, and touched his chin.I don't know if it's an illusion, but his little wife seems to be a little clingy to him.

Such recognition made the CEO suddenly happy, and the silver Maserati twisted and ran towards Shifei Technology.

The employees found that Mr. Jiao didn't follow, and the atmosphere of the whole building changed subtly in an instant.To be specific, it is probably the feeling within 30 seconds after the financial department clicks the "bonus distribution" button at the end of the year, the suppressed joy that is about to break out of the ground.

"Morning President!"

"Good morning." Zhang Chenfei nodded to the overly enthusiastic employees at the staff elevator entrance, and stepped into the exclusive elevator.The secretaries were already waiting for him at the door of the president's office, but all three of them were looking down at their toes, and did not raise their heads to say hello in unison until he stepped out of the elevator.

"..."

Life is back on track, but the sequelae of the past few days still need to be remedied, such as Jiao's father who asked them to go home on weekends.

"The clinic has an appointment in the afternoon, and I can go back at noon. However, Dad doesn't seem very happy." Jiao Qi reminded Lao Gong.

"That bastard Li Yingjun must have sued him." Zhang Chenfei said firmly.

Jiao's father, Jiao Zuoren, was one of the entrepreneurs who got rich first, and he was good friends with Li Yingjun's father.

"Then..." Jiao Qi blushed a little, Li Yingjun saw the scene that day, and he didn't know what he would tell his elders.

"It's okay, look at me."

In order not to be taught to be a man by his father-in-law, Zhang Chenfei went back to the villa's wine cellar and found a bottle of red wine he treasured - 92-year-old Royal Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon.

In Jiao's house, the hostess did not come back, and Father Jiao sat in the living room drinking tea by himself, without a smile on his face.Jiao Qi's mother is an actress, and she was well-known in her early years. Because she took good care of herself, there are still a lot of scenes waiting for her at this age. She specializes in playing all kinds of beautiful mothers and aunts, and she is often away from home.

"Dad, this one honors you." Zhang Chenfei went straight to the old man as soon as he entered the house.

"Hmph." Jiao Zuoren glanced at the bottle of Yingming, and responded with a vague meaning.

Zhang Chenfei was not frightened by the old father-in-law's cold face, he leaned over to Jiao's father and whispered in a low voice: "I have learned a new trick, pouring red wine on the white shirt... Hehe, before Yan Yan He had trouble with me a few days ago, and I took him to play this in the office, so he was coaxed."

Papa Jiao was taken aback for a moment.

Zhang Chenfei had an upright face, and while Jiao Qi was not paying attention, he winked at the old father-in-law, the meaning was obvious, when the mother-in-law comes back, you two will try it too, you will be satisfied.

I see.Papa Jiao understood, laughed, and nodded Zhang Chenfei's head in the void, feigning anger and said: "Bad thing, you are the only one who has many tricks."

The father and father went from being at war to talking happily, but within a few minutes, Jiao Qi sat watching from a distance and couldn't help smiling slightly.When we first met, Zhang Chenfei's company had just started, and he was still a poor boy in his father's eyes.

Today, Shi Fei's total asset value has surpassed that of Jiao Zuoren's business, but Zhang Chenfei is still the same as he was back then, playing a small role in front of his father, pretending to be stupid.

"Chen Fei." Jiao Qi couldn't help calling out to him.

"Huh?" Zhang Chenfei walked over, suddenly stopped and swayed in place.

Jiao Qi jumped up and supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Chenfei looked at the hand supporting him, and then at Jiao Qi's healthy face: "I'm fine."

After having lunch at Jiao's house, the two drove to Que De Clinic.On the way, the Brain maintenance personnel called and said that the data of Louis XIII had been exported, but it would take a while to fix it. It is recommended to buy a new one temporarily and import the data for use first.

"I'll go buy one after checking it out later. What's the name this time? Louis XIV?" Jiao Qi couldn't help laughing as he spoke. He was too embarrassed to say such a name in front of outsiders.

The Maserati suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road. Zhang Chenfei turned his head, stretched out his hand to pinch his little wife's face, and said with a gloomy expression, "Don't laugh."

"What's wrong?" Jiao Qi blinked.

"You don't look like him anymore when you smile." With a domineering and unreasonable tone, he didn't worry at all about how the words would hurt the person in front of him, and his deep eyes were full of madness that he couldn't ask for.

"... Mr. Dior Zhang?"

"How many times have I said, don't call me by my first name! Call me... big dick."

"..."