Sir, your vest is off!

Zhou Wenqing's company is huge.

How big is it?

Song Lan held her chin and looked out of the glass window of Zhou Wenqing's office. Cars were like ants and people were like dust.

The office building has a total of 61 floors, so it is not an exaggeration to say that this office building is towering into the clouds. Each floor is a different department, or even a different subsidiary management office.

Song Lan felt like Grandma Liu who was entering the Grand View Garden for the first time. She opened her mouth in shock the whole time and was at a loss for words. Apart from "Wow", "It's so big", she couldn't say anything else.

Zhou Wenqing went to the morning meeting, and Song Lan occupied Zhou Wenqing's office alone.

For the N+1 time, Song Lan sat on the boss's chair, ate the fruits and snacks that Zhou Wenqing specially brought for him, and sighed, "Zhou Wenqing married me, it's really cheap for me".

How can He De, how can he pick up such an excellent husband for nothing?

"Lan Lan."

Song Lan put down her feet on the table and sat upright. His excellent husband came back from the meeting.

Gu Boning also came together.

Zhou Wenqing stroked Song Lan's soft hair, "Are you bored of waiting?"

Song Lan shook her head, "I can play with my phone, it's not boring."

Then Song Lan's eyes were glued to Gu Boning's body. Gu Boning was wearing a light gray suit today, but Gu Boning's eyes were slightly raised, making his overall look particularly glamorous.

A good-looking person can look good in anything, and Zhou Wenqing would not let such a good-looking secretary go. Even he felt it was a pity to marry him, so wouldn't others...

Hey wait!Song Lan blinked quickly, what was he thinking about?Zhou Wenqing is his husband, how can he match up with her husband!

Song Lan felt a little unhappy for a moment, even though they both seemed to be a good match, Zhou Wenqing and him were certified official CPs!

But from Zhou Wenqing's point of view, he could only see Song Lan looking at Gu Boning, fascinated.

Zhou Wenqing's face was a little gloomy, and Gu Boning, who didn't know that he was lying on the side of the gun, didn't know why, he didn't know what kind of eyes his boss was looking at him.

Gu Boning looked at Song Lan, who had a strange expression, and then at Zhou Wenqing, who had a gloomy expression. His mind was full of question marks, weren't these two just fine?

But Gu Boning, as the boss's secretary, naturally needs to be able to understand what the boss means. If you don't understand, then hurry up, "Mr. Zhou, you don't have any other plans in the morning, why don't you take Mr. Song for a stroll. "

Song Lan looked at Zhou Wenqing expectantly. Zhou Wenqing felt a lot better when he saw Song Lan's big flickering eyes.

Gu Boning understood that this old man was using him as a light bulb.

Thinking of this, Gu Boning hurriedly said goodbye, leaving the young couple together alone.

Gu Boning left, Song Lan jumped up and said excitedly: "Mr. Zhou, your company is really big! You are really powerful!"

Zhou Wenqing was delighted to use it, and the affirmation and praise from her husband made the old man elated, "We are married, and you have a share in this company."

"That's so embarrassing, I haven't made any contribution to this company." Song Lan said so, but in fact she was still sweet in her heart.

"How could it be?" Zhou Wenqing said, "You have provided an irreplaceable force for the company."

Song Lan didn't understand what it meant, "What strength?"

Zhou Wenqing smiled mysteriously, Song Lan's heart was itching, and she couldn't help being coquettish, "Let's hear it?"

"Of course it's the lady boss."

Song Lan blushed, "Hey, hey, you're being serious!"

Zhou Wenqing said, "Why is it not serious? It is also very important for the boss to have a good wife."

"What kind of a good housewife am I?" Song Lan was a little embarrassed, "I don't know how to operate and manage a business."

Zhou Wenqing took Song Lan's hand and walked out slowly, "It's okay, as long as I understand."

"I don't have any money yet."

"What's the matter, I have it, and Lan Lan got a winery two days ago? The annual net profit of the winery is as high as [-] million, how can there be no money?"

"So tall?" Song Lan could fit an egg into his mouth, and his legs were a little soft. For such an awesome winery, Shen Yu actually gave it away as soon as he said it!

Are you afraid that he will lose the winery due to his poor management?

Speaking of this, Song Lan got a headache, "Ah, when it comes to wineries, I don't even know how to manage them. What if I shut them down?"

Zhou Wenqing didn't care much, "Then let Shen Yu come to work for you and take care of it for you."

"Huh?" So willful?Song Lan looked at the serious Zhou Wenqing, "Isn't Mr. Zhou really joking?"

Zhou Wenqing comforted: "Don't worry, even if he doesn't care, I'm still there."

With Zhou Wenqing's words, Song Lan was extremely relieved. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, you are so kind."

Zhou Wenqing wanted to ask for some benefits, but he didn't ask for it now. Firstly, he was afraid that the little idiot Song Lan would blow his hair, and secondly, he wanted to keep it and save it, and then hold back.

Taking Song Lan around various departments of the company, and eating in the staff cafeteria, Song Lan's legs were sore from running. When she returned to Zhou Wenqing's office, Song Lan lay on the sofa and didn't want to move. Feeling drowsy.

"Lanlan is sleepy? Go to the lounge and sleep, okay? You'll catch a cold if you sleep here." Zhou Wenqing gently stroked Song Lan's broken hair.

"Hmm..." Song Lan hummed softly, she really looked like a lazy kitten in the sun.

Zhou Wenqing carried Song Lan into the big bed in the lounge, covered Song Lan with a quilt, closed the blackout curtain, turned around and went to work.

It wasn't until dusk gradually fell that Song Lan woke up leisurely, sitting on the bed not knowing what year it was.

Song Lan turned on the light in the lounge, and what caught his eyes was the painting hanging on the wall directly opposite the bed.

Song Lan took a closer look, and found that this was not a painting, but a photo: the blue sky was the background canvas, and the lower right corner was the back of a boy in a white T-shirt and jeans. There seemed to be a strong wind, and the boy's hair was flying .

It looks like a snapshot, very artistic, and Song Lan even made up a youth idol campus novel in his brain.

Who is in this photo?When did it hang here?Why did Zhou Wenqing hang this painting here?

For a moment, Song Lan thought of the locked door.

"White moonlight on the tip of my heart!" Song Lan's mood was no longer beautiful!

"Axi..." Song Lan thumped the bed hard. For some reason, Song Lan was very upset, super upset!

Song Lan opened the door, and Zhou Wenqing was having a video conference with someone, speaking a bunch of languages ​​that Song Lan couldn't understand, frowning, and tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously, with a muffled, heavy sound.

The tone gradually became serious, and the tone of the voice gradually became higher. Song Lan couldn't understand, and knew that Zhou Wenqing was angry.

Now Song Lan was full of sulking, and it was hard to let it out.

Song Lan quietly leaned against the door, watching Zhou Wenqing pick up a certain document, flip through a few pages, write and draw with a red pen, and argue with the person on the other end of the video.

No, instead of arguing with reason, it's better to say that Zhou Wenqing was crushing unilaterally, and the voice on the other end obviously dropped a few degrees.

At this moment, Zhou Wenqing is like a lion whose territory cannot be violated. Anyone who does not have eyes to step on that line will be in danger of being torn apart.

Song Lan silently thought, he is handsome, Zhou Wenqing is handsome no matter what.

Until Zhou Wenqing cast a "stop it" look in his eyes, then looked away and saw Song Lan who was standing on the side looking at him.

It was just this one glance, and the other end started to raise its voice again, crackling like firecrackers.

Zhou Wenqing stabilized, said something casually, the "crackling" conversation over there stopped abruptly, and silently hung up the phone.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something delicious?" Zhou Wenqing raised a happy arc at the corner of his mouth, stood up and hugged Song Lan's shoulders, looking intimate, but Song Lan was still thinking about it. photo thing.

"Lan Lan?" Zhou Wenqing reached over and touched Song Lan's forehead, "I don't have a fever, what's wrong? I'm having a nightmare and you're in a bad mood?"

"It's nothing." The words came to her lips, but Song Lan still said nothing.

Song Lan secretly rubbed her fingers, she didn't know what was wrong, she just felt depressed, they were both married, and he was the "main wife", but he just didn't dare to confirm Zhou Wenqing's "White Moonlight".

Obviously didn't care about it before...

So annoying.

When Song Lan slept at night, she also slept with Zhou Wenqing on her back. Zhou Wenqing felt strange, but she didn't know how to ask. His Lanlan still didn't rely on him enough.

After a week like this, Song Lan was still laughing and making noise with Zhou Wenqing like a normal person. At night, Song Lan also nestled into Zhou Wenqing's arms. When she woke up in the morning, she was still like an octopus.

During dinner that day, Song Lan didn't hold back her hints and asked about the photos in Zhou Wenqing's lounge.

Zhou Wenqing was taken aback for a moment, "Photo?"

"Yeah." Song Lan poked the rice in the bowl.

Zhou Wenqing checked Song Lan's expression carefully, and then smiled, "You said that, it's a photo of me in high school."

"Ah?" Isn't it Bai Yueguang?

"Lanlan thinks that I hang other people's photos in the office, so I'm jealous and unhappy?" Zhou Wenqing seemed to suddenly understand Song Lan's recent actions, and approached Song Lan's face with a smirk, seeing it with satisfaction Song Lan's eyes dodged.

"I don't have it. Don't talk nonsense!" Song Lan waved his hands frantically and shook his head. Impossible, impossible, absolutely not jealous, absolutely not. , um, yes!

"If Lanlan is jealous, I'm very happy." Zhou Wenqing said.

Song Lan said with disgust, "What's there to be happy about?"

Zhou Wenqing gave Song Lan a piece of meat, "It means that Lan Lan has me in her heart."

Song Lan took the meat back to Zhou Wenqing, "You are so narcissistic."

Zhou Wenqing ate it with a smile, "Isn't it?"

Song Lan turned her head, "It's not."

Zhou Wenqing was extremely sorry, "Hey, it seems that I acted too hastily."

The matter of the photo is over, and Song Lan's pimple is gone, but he is still thinking about the locked room upstairs, what kind of opportunity should Zhou Wenqing take him to see?