You should play well for me

After finishing the phone call with Chen Xiao, Zhu Sheng became more and more anxious. Nie Yan is undoubtedly the favorite of heaven. If he finds out that he was a little stupid in the past and not as he thought, will he terminate the contract?

In fact, terminating the contract is not terrible, anyway, it will happen sooner or later, but it cannot be done in this way.

Unable to restrain herself from thinking wildly, Zhu Sheng called Nie Yan, she might as well ask directly.

After the call was connected, the person on the other side didn't speak for a while, so Zhusheng consciously said: "Hey, it's me, Zhusheng."

"I know."

silence.

"Sorry, I'm just signing, I'm a little busy."

If Nie Yan hadn't spoken in time, I'm afraid Zhusheng would have hung up and pretended that he had made a mistake.

"fine."

"What are you busy with?" I really didn't know what to say, and I didn't have time to find a topic.

"There are problems with some cooperation matters, and the follow-up is being processed."

Before Zhu Sheng could answer, Nie Yan smiled lightly and said, "Miss me?"

Originally, Nie Yan was just asking casually, but Zhusheng was not just listening to it casually. Not only was the right ear near the receiver a little red, but he was also a little at a loss. Sitting on the armchair, he didn't know where to put his other hand, and Don't know what to say.

Nie Yan was still a little uncomfortable in the expected quietness, but he quickly forced himself to ignore this feeling, and continued: "So you want to ask me out for dinner? Is there a schedule for the dating schedule starting from Monday?"

"Yep."

Zhusheng didn't know what to say at all, not to mention that Nie Yan gave the steps, of course he went down.

"At that time, you can decide the place. The places you recommend are all good."

Nie Yan seemed to be reminiscing, his tone revealed a little expectation and satisfaction, and he didn't know how to find out the content of the communication between him and Chen Xiao after listening to Zhusheng.

"Okay, as long as Mr. Nie rewards you."

"Your invitation will not be refused."

"..." Is this the privilege and preferential treatment of a contract lover?

"Then I'll send you the time and place later."

"Well, I'll pick you up after get off work."

"..." Why do you come to pick me up every time?I'm not a delicate, weak little lolita.

"Mumu? Are you listening?" The other end of the phone remained silent, and Nie Yan couldn't help but wonder.

"Yes, some things have been delayed for a while. Are you too busy? Actually, I can also go to your company to pick you up." It's hot, but I can go.

"That's not necessary. I'm not so busy. If you want to pick me up, come to my house on a weekend date to pick me up."

Why did Zhusheng feel that Nie Yan's tone had an indescribable joy and anticipation?

"Okay, after all you picked me up so many times."

"Then it's settled."

"Okay, you work hard and see you after get off work."

In this weather, even driving with the air conditioner on is uncomfortable. Besides, for the sake of cliché, it's no big deal to ask Nie Yan to pick it up once.

"Well, see you after get off work."

Putting down his phone, Nie Yan looked at his schedule, and it turned out that his beauty was misleading the country.

"Secretary Zhou, according to the degree of urgency and importance, try to compress the work to be completed before get off work."

Secretary Zhou: "..." The concubine can't do it.

"President, there were still some unfinished work last week, and today's schedule is also very full. I'm afraid I can't work overtime."

"Then you have to work overtime after 10 o'clock in the evening. You first rearrange the schedule and have a look at me later." Nie Yan said while rubbing the center of his brows.

"Yes, President, then I'll go out first."

"Well, make a cup of coffee."

"Okay, President."

While grinding the coffee beans, Secretary Zhou took out his mobile phone and sent a group message on the company's WeChat: "The president is not normal recently, he often wants to get off work on time, and he also rests on Saturdays. I'm afraid there may be some goblins..."