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Han Ziye pressed the internal line and gave a simple order: "Coffee."

One of the female secretaries got up to go to the tea room, but was called out early in the morning, "Xiao Fang, I'll go." Fang Ya looked at his pale face and blue eye circles, and said distressedly: "Raffae, you and the general manager should stop drinking. If you drink coffee, your stomach will break."

In the early morning, holding the corner of his mouth, he struggled to force a smile, "Well, I'll get him something else."

He pushed open the office door and put a cup of scented tea on the table. Han Ziye's complexion was not good. Data sheet, frowning into a mountain.He raised his eyes to look at the light red scented tea in the glass, and then looked at the morning: "Your ears are broken?"

In the early morning, eyes drooping, white hands twitched behind his back, "This is just from Jade Garden, it's still fresh, and it's also refreshing..." He pursed his lips, "You drank a lot of coffee today -"

Midnight didn't say a word, just lowered his eyes and pushed the cup away. In the morning, he couldn't do it, so he had to go out to make coffee again, poured only half a cup, and quietly mixed a little milk for him. He took a sip and frowned. , did not say anything after all.

When Han Tieyi gave birth to Han Yi, his younger brothers had already had several children, and Han Yi gave birth to Han Ziye even later. As a result, although Han Ziye was the eldest grandson, he had a lot of uncles and cousins.The matter between Han Yi and Hong Tu caused a lot of turmoil back then, and everyone in the Han family was quite dissatisfied. They intended to let the second eldest son, Han Hua, take over Jingjing. There is nothing you can do if you are unwilling to delegate power to others.It's just that he is old after all, and his energy is limited, so he can't take care of that well. Although Han Ziye has great abilities, he has always had a grasp of the company, but when he handed over the company with real knives and guns, he couldn't help being in a hurry.

Among the second and third generations of the Han family, there are quite a few ambitious ones. The eldest uncle Han Hua graduated from a prestigious school and was young and promising, so he was the most vocal. After giving birth to Han Ziye, she divorced and went to New York to look for Hong Tu, not even keeping any shares.In order to get the top position, Han Hua worked really hard. Although he failed in the end, he also took over the entire research system.

Now that Hanhua is at the end of his life, he is cunning and cunning. He and his second son, Han Zirong, guard the inside and the outside. For more than ten years, their influence has spread inside and outside the company. Han Hua promised a lot of benefits, so it is easy for everyone to make some stumbling blocks in secret. He is as proud as Han Ziye, of course he would not ask Ye You's grandfather thousands of miles away for help. After taking a sip of that cup of scented tea, it tastes slightly bitter, with a slightly sour aftertaste, followed by a strong aftertaste of sweetness.He walked to the window with the cup in his hand, opened the shutter a little, and saw that he picked up a large cup of black coffee in the morning and poured it desperately.He frowned, it was time to declare his sovereignty.

Han Ziye recruited a secret think tank one after another since he was a student. The number of people is small and the friendship is not shallow. Everyone is outstanding and has their own expertise.

Since Ziye returned to China, except for the daily video conference, the first time he met in Beigong was already a month after he took office. This month, both of them have suffered a lot, especially in the early morning. They have to work hard in the company and go home. In the end, he will take good care of Han Ziye's diet and daily life.The last bit of baby fat on his cheeks also slumped, and his chin showed sharply. Uncle Zhong was in great distress, and he cooked porridge and soup every day.

Seeing the two of them, Peter's eyes widened in fright, "What the hell! Boss, how did you and Chenchen get into this?"

Seeing his dark face, Lian Zhi hurriedly changed the subject, "Peter, didn't you say that the tea I sent you early in the morning was delicious? Let him make it for you."

Peter immediately forgot about other things, salivated and stood aside silently: "Chenchen, you are the best, the tea you sent me is delicious, I ate all the leaves I drank. I still want to eat that fan fish you made last time!" He is of mixed race, he has a blood feud but is still open-minded and cheerful, he is tall and big, but he is lively and playful, like a child, with curly brown hair On the head, thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and a mouthful of white teeth are often exposed happily.

Just as they were talking, Han Zixi and Shao Jiejie pushed open the door of the study. Lian Zhi saw that Zixi's eyes lit up, and seeing him being pulled by Peter to knead him, he couldn't help but blushed with anxiety.

Shao Jiejie pushed him away and asked him to be quiet, "I didn't see how Boss and Chenchen have survived. Don't you brag about your own skills all day long? Go catch Han Hua!"

Lian Zhi came to put out the fire again, "Okay, everyone can share the burden for the boss after returning to the team, Jiejie, don't grab his hair—"

Han Ziye spread the files and materials on the table, and everyone took them to read. Shao Jiejie took the financial statement and sighed: "Well, it's really perfect."

Ziye nestled on the sofa, put his ankles on his knees, and clasped the fingers of his right hand on the armrest, "It's just too perfect, so there is a problem. Look at the research and development costs."

Shao Jiejie opened his eyes wide: "It's amazing, 30% of the profits go to research and development."

Han Zixi said quietly: "It's 70%. Last year, the blue bird dropped four times on Mount Ararat, and returned to zero four times. Those four times returned to zero and it took nearly [-] million."

Han Ziye sneered; "Uncle is in power now, and the following research institutes are all his people. Now we have to snatch most of the models back, Peter."

Peter has been undercover for buyers in Eastern Europe for nearly four months, and he can't wait to tell everyone about his adventures.

He closed the door of the study room early in the morning, heaved a sigh of relief, these people must eat him, he also wanted to cook, at least he could rest his mind by doing the manual work, Han Hua and his son are very cunning, the materials in the newspaper are very loose, he After working hard with the four secretaries, only half of the work was done, and Ziye still had a big project in hand.

He asked Jinmei to prepare ingredients for dinner, and made drinks according to their usual tastes. Jiejie and Zixi like to drink tea, and the fresh tea sent by Jade Garden is always kept in the refrigerator. Lian Zhi likes to drink coffee and keeps it in the morning. With excellent coffee beans waiting for him, Peter said that he likes the scented tea sent last time, that's easy, just pour boiling water.On the contrary, the glass of tomato juice squeezed for Zi Ye with a manual grinder was very thoughtful. He didn't eat raw tomatoes, and he only drank tomato juice that had been seasoned in the morning.

He brought the drink up, Jiejie tugged at his sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Chenchen, do you have the brown sugar fried apple you made last time?"

Peter drank his tea with a sharp mouth and raised his hand: "I want that creme brulee with tea leaves!"

In the early morning, Zixi shook her head and looked across, "I don't want anything, you seem to be fainting, can you go to sleep?" Lian Zhi nodded desperately beside him.

Jiejie hurriedly pushed him: "You go, you go, Aunt Fu's for dinner, Aunt Fu's Three Cup Chicken is my favorite—"

Peter was still calling: "Where's Fanfish?" Shao Jiejie grabbed his hair and rubbed his face on the sofa.

Qingchen looked at Ziye, staring at the information in his hand, without taking a sip of the tomato juice in his hand, as if he hadn’t heard the conversation, Qingchen looked away, stroked Jiejie’s hair, and rescued Peter, “I’m not sleepy, cooking Just in time to rest."

Everyone had a great time at dinner, Peter also drank the vermicelli fish soup, and then collapsed on the chair and moaned.In the morning, he didn't eat much. He managed to get through it, but he wasn't hungry or sleepy. He just had heart palpitations and was very short of breath.

After dinner, he went back to the study and continued to form his troops. In the early morning, he sent Uncle Zhong and Aunt Fu back to their room to sleep, and asked Jin Mei to spread the quilt for the guest room.Sitting on the sofa by himself, waiting to bring them drinks and fruits, the light in the living room was turned off, and the room was dark. He looked up to the direction of the study. If Uncle Zhong and Aunt Fu gave him the feeling of home, then these people It made up for his lack of brothers and friends. They really liked and loved him, Zixi was considerate and considerate, Jiejie was lively and cute, and Lianzhi was warm and kind. give him.

As for his young master, that is everything after he was 14 years old, his extravagant hopes and dreams, his sun and secrets that cannot be hidden.He is willing to die for him, even if he dies for him, he will be hated.In the early morning, I smiled sadly, "It's okay, at least compared with six years ago, I have a heart again, a heart that can beat and hurt.

Unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa in the early morning, Lian Zhi came out to ask for water, saw this and tiptoed back.After a while, Ziye came down, picked up Qingchen, stepped up the stairs step by step, and sent her back to the room.

In the early morning, I smelled the familiar body odor in a daze, and subconsciously nestled tightly into the dreaming embrace, tightly grasped the clothes in the embrace, and sighed happily.

Ziye put him on the bed, stared at the pale face, wanted to get up, but found that the clothes on his chest were tightly grasped in his hands, and he held those hands, conflicting whether to push them away or put them in his arms Here, while hesitating, he heard Qingchen muttering something. He put his ear close and heard Qingchen say: "I love you, don't leave me, I love you."

He raised his head, gritted his teeth and took a breath, then tore off his hands and walked out of the room without looking back, and the door was closed tightly with a "touch".

In the morning, I opened my eyes, raised my hands in front of my eyes, stared at it for a long time, then covered my eyes again, feeling a touch of moisture, then wrapped my shoulders tightly as if afraid of the cold, curled up my body, and stared blankly. Looking at the half of the moon outside the window until the sky turns white.