The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Ding Nongnong was so angry that she didn't even have time to eat lunch, so she took a taxi angrily, and asked the taxi driver to drive her around the whole city several times, with the windows open to face the cold wind outside.

The anger on the top gradually eased as they passed the Jiangyuan Group again and again.

Heh, the president of Po Jiangyuan Group, one day, I want you to kneel under my miniskirt.

She got home.

When I took out the key and turned the lock, with a slight twist, the door opened——

Before she left, she obviously screwed all the locks on the door.

Could it be that Jiang Huan is here?

She excitedly pushed the door open and walked in, casually throwing her tired high-heeled shoes at the entrance.One of the two shoes was thrown to the east and the other to the west.

Shouting: "Ah Huan, it's you..." Is it...

When he raised his eyes, he saw Sun Ying who was on the sofa not far away with a disapproving expression on his face.

Ding Nongnong: "..."

No, do you act in horror movies?I went to someone else's house quietly...

Ding Nongnong was so shocked that the limited-edition bag that he held in his hand and bumped it fell straight down, and he even forgot to bend down to pick it up.

I'm sorry, this one is really lingering.

Sun Ying just glanced at him, then lowered her head for a moment and took out the nail polisher to sharpen her well-trimmed nails, "I heard that you were kicked out by Jiang Yuan?"

Ding Nongnong put on the house slippers at the door, picked up the bag from the ground distressedly, dawdled at the entrance to wipe the dust on it.

You are well-informed... I haven't seen you, who has great powers, secretly help.

The cynicism skill is full, just watch me make a fool of myself.

Sun Ying raised her head and glanced at her: "It's a pain in the ass to do things, I spent so much money on you, and I still want to take action in the end."

Ding Nongnong stood up and looked over carefully, but fortunately, Sun Ying lowered her head to touch her nails again and did not look in her direction.

She breathed a sigh of relief, took out her phone and sent Jiang Huan a message.

[Why is your mother here again?Does she have the keys to our house? ]

Jiang Huan: [My mother has nothing, this house belongs to her. ]

Sun Ying waited impatiently: "What are you doing standing at the door?"

Ding Nongnong responded with a sound, and put the phone into the bag.

"Auntie, why don't you say anything when you come here, so I can buy some food."

Sun Ying gently blew on the powder on her nails: "What's the matter, why didn't I know you could cook by yourself?"

Ding Nongnong stuck out his tongue: "Although I don't know how to do it, I can prepare it in advance."

Sun Ying sighed, her tone full of regret, "If I knew that my cheap eldest son likes a good wife and mother, I should have sent you to learn how to cook."

Why was she obsessed with the "Fairy Fairy Class" at the beginning, but now she sees that it is not as good as the "Fireworks Class on Earth" next door.

Ding Nongnong's heart skipped a beat, he was afraid that this demonic aunt would throw her into a cooking class and let her refine her cooking skills.

How can delicate fairies like them cook?

But obviously Sun Ying is much more sober.

"Okay, it's useless to say so much now, the most important thing right now is to let you see Jiang Che."

Sun Ying still believes that Ding Nongnong did not succeed because he did not have the opportunity to be alone with Jiang Che.

Sun Ying took out a red and gold invitation card from her carry-on bag next to the sofa.

"This is the invitation letter for Mr. Zhao's birthday tomorrow night. Jiang Che's other banquets can be postponed, but this banquet cannot be postponed. The Zhao family and our Jiang family have cooperated for nearly a hundred years. Mr. Zhao has a very close relationship with our master. Benedict, he will definitely give this face."

Ding Nongnong took it, and the big golden characters on it almost blinded her eyes.

Since she was sent to intensive training, after she came out, there were many banquets that Sun Ying sent to exercise, but they were all small and medium-sized.Such a large banquet——

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Sun Ying in front of her. If it wasn't for Jiang Che, she might not have had such a chance to go in.

Mr. Zhao is also very famous in the circle. He spent most of his life in the business world, tearing out his own world in the Jiang family's overwhelming industry, and making the Zhao family's business bigger and bigger.

Although it is still not comparable to the Jiang family's extensive business fields, the Zhao family is walking steadily and quickly on the road to the resort.

And Mr. Zhao has no grandson under his knees, only a beautiful granddaughter.

It is said that Miss Zhao is now taking over the Zhao family's business and is a capable woman.

I even heard that Miss Zhao is still single now...

This time Mr. Zhao's birthday, heroes from all parties were invited.

It also means that he wants to choose a husband for his only granddaughter.

that……

With so many kids from rich families, they can shine by standing there, so are they afraid that no one will care about them?

There are much more chances of finding someone who is taken advantage of in it than through Jiang Huan's introduction...

Sun Ying put away the armor sharpener, twitched the corners of her mouth, and warned with a sneer, "I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart? Don't think about it, I will watch you at the banquet. This is your only chance. If you missed it..."

Sun Ying walked to the entrance and stopped again, with dangerous eyes, "Some things are useless, and where they go, you should know better than me."

The door of the room was slammed hard, and with a loud "bang" knock on the door, Ding Nongnong's heart seemed to be thrown against the wall.

The corner of the invitation card in Ding Nongnong's hand was crumpled vigorously by her, and her body slumped to the floor.

Song... Yuan... Zhou!It was you who spoiled my good deeds twice. If Jiang Che formally met me, it would be the day when you would lose your color, be abandoned and humiliated.

Just wait, Song Yuanzhou, one day I will let you experience my grievances thousands of times today.

But if...Jiang Che still...

Ding Nongnong glanced at the invitation card in his hand again, it was like driftwood on the ice sea, the only life-saving straw in winter.

For example, her parents' gambling debts...maybe another person can...

At this time, Song Yuanzhou, who was lying on the big bed in Jiang Che's office and taking a morning break, was awakened by a series of sneezes.

Song Yuanzhou touched his forehead, touched the skin of his arm...

Warm, neither hot nor cold.

It's not a cold, it's someone scolding me.

Song Yuanzhou is quite self-aware. When he came to this world, he didn't know many people, but he also made enemies. Apart from the person on the Internet who didn't know why he targeted him, there is also an original heroine in reality.

Since they had just tied the knot at noon, he reasonably suspected that it was Ding Nongnong who was scolding him.

Song Yuanzhou rubbed his nose and sat up from the bed.

At this moment, a small gray blanket slid down from his chest, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

In the cold black and white tones in the bedroom, the room is almost meticulously clean and tidy.

This... is not his bedroom.

Why did he sleep on the bed?

He remembered that he was eating with Jiang Che before falling asleep.Back--

He was completely unimpressed.

Is... did he carry me there?

Song Yuanzhou hid half of his small face under the gray blanket, revealing two piercing eyes.

How can there be any hazy sleepiness at this moment.

It's just that there are crimson clouds floating on the two fair cheeks.

Why is he asleep?

I rely on, this is too bad.

Song Yuanzhou bit a corner of the blanket, why not next time...

Pretend to be sleepy and take the opportunity to...

Song Yuanzhou turned around to look at the bedside table—books, documents, empty.

Nothing, you're going to get hurt.

You still have to rely on yourself, pick... buy a little.

Ah, Song Yuanzhou, you still have to create a good life by yourself.

He took his mobile phone out of his trouser pocket, opened the notepad——

"XX, X, X

The first step grabs his stomach, success.

The second step is to purchase necessities. A busy president always needs a goblin who can relieve his worries.

He can go to the kitchen and enter the bedroom, and his ventriloquist is a must.

Good hands, good waist, better life. "

Song Yuanzhou wrote more and more vigorously, and his face was flushed when he wrote.

When Jiang Che came in, he hadn't noticed it yet, and continued to tap on his mobile phone, making his next plan, trying to abduct people to the Paradise of Elysium without showing any trace and sparing no effort.

When a shadow came down, it was too late for Song Yuanzhou to immediately cover the phone screen.

"Elysium? What Elysium?"

Song Yuanzhou's expression was indescribable, and he felt ashamed of seeing the homeroom teacher's pornography in public and being caught by the homeroom teacher on the spot.

"Well, I just watched a horror movie last night. It was too scary. In the end, everyone went to the Paradise of Elysium. It was too miserable."

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Really? What's the name, why don't we watch it together?"

Song Yuanzhou hid the phone in his pocket, and changed the subject with a smile, "Ha... ha, the name... I forgot."

"Well, let's not talk about this." Song Yuanzhou scratched his head embarrassingly, and apologized, "I slept for a long time, I don't know if it has delayed your work..."

Jiang Che glanced at his watch, the hour hand was getting closer to the end of get off work time.

"No, I don't need the lounge for work."

Several senior executives standing at the door of the meeting room bent down to congratulate each other.

They thought it would take a week to pass the plan, and they would inevitably be scolded by the boss at the meeting, and they might lose their jobs because of it.

Unexpectedly, the boss not only ended the meeting early today, but also did not show his usual indifference and venomous attacks.

Instead, it succinctly points out the inadequacies in each plan that need to be corrected. A few hours in one afternoon are more harmonious and efficient than usual meetings.

The person in charge of the planning department let out a long breath, and put his mental calculations in his stomach for the time being.

He glanced at Special Assistant Qian and asked, "Is our little boss still gone?"

The manager of the marketing department also squeezed up, with a smile on his face, "This one is really amazing, not only is our boss no longer Shura, but he is even a little bit like a spring breeze?"

Special assistant Qian smiled slightly, maintaining a sense of mystery that everything was under control. He didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and nodded, nodding in agreement from time to time.

Song Yuanzhou went to the bathroom to take care of himself, and when he came out, Jiang Che had already closed the document and put it on the bedside table.

He seemed to be holding something golden in his hand.

Song Yuanzhou followed Jiang Che out of the bedroom, and picked up two neatly packed insulated lunch boxes placed on the dining table.

Glancing at the time on the phone, he turned around with sparkling eyes: "Are you off work?"

There is still half an hour before the end of get off work, but the boss has the right to leave work early.

Jiang Che nodded and lied without raising his head and without blinking his eyes: "Well, I'm off work, let's go back together."

Ah, I can ride in the same car with the male god again.

There is a kind of cooking for my husband, and then get off work together.

Well, later we will go to the supermarket to buy vegetables and have dinner together.

Damn, we almost slept in the same bed together.

Well, it's coming soon.

There is a private elevator for the president at the corner of the entrance of the president's office.

Jiang Che pressed his fingerprint, quickly pressed a few more buttons by the door, caught Song Yuanzhou's right hand for a moment, and pressed an index finger on it.

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

After the two got into the elevator, Jiang Che explained: "Next time you come, just take this elevator, other people won't be able to get up."

Song Yuanzhou: "!"

Other people can't use it, special elevator or something! ! !

Damn, isn't this the treatment of the heroine in the novel?

Heroine = Song Yuanzhou?

Hey hey hey.

Do you like me? Just tell me if you like me. Now it’s just the two of us, so why be ashamed!

The private elevator goes directly to the underground parking lot, and Lao Wang has already driven the car out, apparently waiting for a while.

Song Yuanzhou and Jiang Che were sitting in the back seat together. On Jiang Che's lap was the golden thing that Song Yuanzhou had just seen at the bedroom door.

Jiang Che was thoughtful.

Song Yuanzhou tilted his body, poked his head to look, his eyes were full of curiosity, "What is this?"

Jiang Che directly took a copy and put it in his palm: "Tomorrow night's invitation."

Song Yuanzhou: "The invitation, is it a dinner party?"

Jiang Che nodded.

Song Yuanzhou: "Is it the one that you must participate in?"

Jiang Che raised his deep eyes from the invitation card: "Well, the old man and my old man have a very good relationship."

Alarm bells rang in Song Yuanzhou's heart.

Damn, any dinner party that can't be rejected will be bombed.

Miss passers-by, and the heroine, are all staring at each other. After all, there are many young masters in this circle, but there are only a handful of famous and capable young masters.

The person next to him is a career-oriented diamond king who has no gossip, no girlfriend, and is dedicated to work.

How many famous ladies and popular actresses are the first choice for a spouse.

Damn, the husband I want to get on the bed with all my heart is a sweet pastry that everyone is vying for.

I cried.

Song Yuanzhou handed the invitation back after admiring it.

Jiang Che pushed it back with the back of his hand: "The old man told me to find a companion, will you accompany me tomorrow?"

Song Yuanzhou: "!"

There is a villain in my heart who put his hips on his hips and laughed three times—hahaha, the male god you want so much is now beside me, and he invited me to a dinner party that he couldn't refuse!

He kept saying in his heart:

Hold it back, hold it back.

It's a pity that Song Yuanzhou's body obviously couldn't wait: "Okay, okay, what time is it tomorrow?"

There was a hint of a smile in the corner of Jiang Che's eyes: "Let's go together tomorrow night."

Song Yuanzhou put the invitation between his palms, tilted his head and thought for a while, "Ah, then do I have to prepare an evening dress? Well, is a suit okay?"

Song Yuanzhou opened the mobile app to find nearby large shopping malls.

To attend such a dinner party, one must buy a good outfit, and appearing as Jiang Che's male companion will not embarrass him no matter what.

"What would I wear better? Jiang..." The word Che lingered on Song Yuanzhou's mouth, but he didn't say anything, and simply mumbled, "You have a good eye, help me see which one is suitable for me?"

The hand Song Yuanzhou handed over the phone was held down by Jiang Che: "Not busy, I've already prepared your dress."

Song Yuanzhou looked confused: "Ah? Just... ready?"

Jiang Che pointed to a huge gift box above the passenger seat.

Song Yuanzhou had noticed this gift box a long time ago, and once guessed what it contained, but he didn't expect it to be a dress for himself.

Admit it, Jiang Xiaoche, even the dress is prepared in advance.

Did you plan to let me go to the dinner party with you? !

Probably because Song Yuanzhou's dark eyes were too revealing, Jiang Che put his hand to his mouth and coughed dryly.

"Hey, the designer made a version first, it's too small for me, so I just fit it for you." I felt like I was deceiving myself.

Song Yuanzhou's expression was indifferent: Oh, believe me, you idiot!Not only did your stylist get you the wrong size, they made you 2 sizes down.

Don't hesitate to blackmail yourself for the sake of face, is your president always so cruel to yourself?

All right, the president's face is the most important thing.

Song Yuanzhou took the big box, his hands trembling when he unwrapped the bow, and said "Oh" very perfunctorily, expressing his conviction in Jiang Che's reason.

In such a big box, there were indeed two sets of evening dresses.

Designed in a dovetail style.

A set of black and white, a set of silver and white.

Hey, your auditor not only deliberately made two wrong numbers, but even distinguished the colors intimately!

Song Yuanzhou couldn't help but spit out: "Brother, your designer is awesome!"

Song Yuanzhou used to play this kind of game of taking advantage of each other with Hu Qi, and the relationship between brother, brother, father and son was particularly chaotic.

But Jiang Che has been living in study and work all his life, and all he comes into contact with are serious elders and strict work projects.

Even falling in love with someone in his heart was the first time in history. The key is that he just felt that the person opposite was different from others, but he didn't really realize that this might be love.

The title of elder brother is like a drop of rain that suddenly sprinkled on his old-fashioned and uninteresting dry land for many years.

Jiang Che seemed to have been hit by an acupuncture point, and his body stiffened.

He couldn't even straighten his tongue: "Are you just too... jio my god?"

Song Yuanzhou: "?"

So powerful?

He tilted his head, and his big eyes reflected the neon street lights flickering past and then flickering outside the car window, shining brightly, like a bright galaxy.

He pretended to be ignorant, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother?"

Jiang Che was crushed half of his body in an instant.

The ancient well, which has been dry for more than 20 years, seems to hear the sound of the underground river flowing quietly from a distance.

For the first time, he had an absurd but clear idea:

I want to marry him home.

It turned out that I didn't want to possess, but wanted to own.

Such a thought came suddenly, and was quickly suppressed in his heart.

Jiang Che glanced at the innocent and ignorant Song Yuanzhou with big eyes, and sighed inwardly.

The road is long and obstructed, and it is slowly charted.

Song Yuanzhou was still admiring his gift tomorrow night, completely unaware that because of his cute expression, he missed the precious opportunity to have a male god immediately.

At this time, he temporarily added the plan of "pretending to be drunk and molesting Jiang Che" before the plan of "pretending to be asleep and making him really sleep".

Hmph, I tell you not to admit it, and tell you to be a dead duck!

Be sure to let you admit that you like me, and then...

Then lie on the bed again, hehehe...

When he got home, Song Yuanzhou tried on his evening dress first.

This tuxedo dress with a silver coat is specially designed with a lot of silver glitter of Bulling Bulling.

In the environment where the dinner party is full of lights, it must be able to blind everyone's eyes.

It is best to kill these rivals invisibly.

Song Yuanzhou put on his clothes, opened his arms and spun around in front of Jiang Che.

The swallowtail opened at the back is very much like a male peacock that has just opened its tail.

Jiang Che nodded.

Tony's level is as usual without lagging behind.

Sure enough, he had accurately grasped Song Yuanzhou's body shape through his observation that day.

Speaking of Tony, Jiang Che thought of the days when his only friends in the wechat group clamored for a get-together, as if it was only a few days away.

Jiang Che tapped the armrest of the chair with his index finger regularly, and said in a calm voice, "In a few days, accompany me to meet some friends."

See, meet friends?

The villain in Song Yuanzhou's heart, bit his lower lip, put both hands on the hem of the dress, and stretched his left and right——

Spin, jump, with my eyes closed!

Want me to meet friends together!

Isn't rounding up just to meet the parents?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-3122:34:37~2020-06-0200:54:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Susceptible1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!