Canary and his domestic president

Holding a stack of folders in her arms, Jiang Yi doubted her life and at the same time felt that Yu Qinchuan was simply sick.

I've taken off my pants, why don't you show me this?

That's it?

Such a stack of documents?

People clerk?

Mr. Jiang couldn't stand the grievance, he threw the document on the coffee table, and looked at Yu Qinchuan aggressively:

"It's so late, who wants to work!"

Whose boss is not working overtime on the bed to release energy at night, but in the study? !

Yu Qinchuan, can you fucking do it? !

Yu Qinchuan said that there is no boss who follows dramas, watches live broadcasts and draws during the day.

Yu Qinchuan comforted him:

"It's not much, I've marked all the places that you need to look at carefully, and you can finish it soon."

Seeing Yu Qinchuan's firm attitude, Jiang Yi fell on the sofa and sighed:

"Then you should kill me."

Yu Qinchuan helped him organize the documents again, and said calmly, "Murder is a crime."

Jiang Yi looked at him, and said softly, "Is the dead person breaking the law?"

Yu Qinchuan: "...?"

President Jiang's tone suddenly became fierce: "I don't care, I don't want to work, you lie down for me!"

He is going to regain his glory today and make Yu Qinchuan Ride meow!

Squeezing his leg, Yu Qinchuan smiled: "Don't even think about it until the work is finished."

Hearing the word 'work', Jiang Yi withered, withered in all aspects.

Mr. Jiang collapsed: "Am I the benefactor or you are the benefactor?"

Yu Qinchuan was obviously not like this before!

Man, your name is Merciful!

Jiang Yi tried to reason with Yu Qinchuan—it's a beautiful day, why don't you do something that pleases you and everyone pleases you?

This wave is called a win-win situation, dear!

Yu Qinchuan was unmoved: "Only if the sponsor works hard and makes money, I will not lose my job."

He also asked Jiang Yi to regard him as an assistant of the company working overtime at this time.

Jiang Yi: "..."

What you said is so reasonable, I can't refute it.

Jiang Yi was convinced, and Yu Qinchuan was caught off guard by doing such a thing. He lost all charming thoughts, and his heart that had just started to move also stopped.

Reluctantly unwilling to get up, Jiang Yi looked at Yu Qinchuan with fierce eyes that could kill someone:

"You wait!"

When the one-year contract expires, he will definitely ask Yu Qinchuan to pack up and leave immediately!

Mr. Jiang muttered and began to read the documents.

Seeing Jiang Yi flipping through the paper, with puffed cheeks and puffy face, Yu Qinchuan smiled, and whispered something in his ear.

For Yu Qinchuan who was approaching, the angry Jiang Yi turned his head impatiently and didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he heard half of the movements in his hands, he stopped suddenly, and when Yu Qinchuan finished speaking, his face turned red with a bang .

What... what?

Jiang Yi stood up suddenly like a spring, as if she was too shocked, and the index finger pointing at Yu Qinchuan trembled uncontrollably:

"Fuck you, you..."

"rogue!"

Jiang Yi stuttered for a long time and could only hold back one sentence.

Yu Qinchuan is so fucking shameless!

Don't be ashamed!

Dirty!

The hooligan looked at Jiang Yi, who was reacting excitedly, and raised his brow slightly with regret:

"I thought you would like it, Ah Yi, if you don't want it, forget it."

Jiang Yi blushed even more, and didn't even want to refute:

"I do not like!"

He is not so nasty!Mouth or something... He never thought of that!

Who wants such a thing as a reward!

Hearing this, Yu Qinchuan glanced under him, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Little liar.

Obviously the physical reaction is very honest.

Jiang Yi's face burned badly, he carried the documents and sat on the single sofa next to him, as if he wanted to draw a line with Yu Qinchuan, a rascal.

Yu Qinchuan didn't bother him and let him concentrate on his work.

He refused very hard, but Jiang Yi, who was not very attentive, couldn't help but think——

If you use your mouth...will it really be comfortable?

No... Dirty?

It was only now that Mr. Jiang realized that his theoretical knowledge might be a bit biased.

It seems that we still have to find opportunities to make up lessons.

Being interrupted by Yu Qinchuan, he completely forgot what he was angry with just now.

For a salted fish, going to work during the day is already painful, let alone working overtime at night.

Even though Yu Qinchuan marked all the important items for him to browse, it was almost eleven o'clock when Jiang Yi finished his work.

He was dizzy from reading the documents, and fell asleep after washing and touching the pillow.

I completely forgot to read the tutorial to make up lessons.

…………

The necklace and bracelet that Jiang Yi customized for Yu Qinchuan were delivered a few days before the shareholders' meeting.

There is almost no difference between the actual product and the renderings of the finished product. Jiang Yi likes it quite a bit because it is cold to start with. After getting it, she is thinking about when to give it to Yu Qinchuan.

Mr. Jiang has the skills to control the canary, and he thinks that the canary should not be spoiled too much, otherwise it will be spoiled soon.

You still need to find a reason to give a gift.

Jiang Yi pondered for a while, went to the study and found out the previous contract between the two of them. Yu Qinchuan's birthday was in winter, and there were still several months before now.

Disappointed, Jiang Yi looked at the calendar again, looking around, and found that the Qixi Festival was two days away.

"Qixi Festival..." Jiang Yi rubbed her clean chin and frowned.

According to the relationship between himself and Yu Qinchuan, it is not appropriate to give gifts on this day.

They are not lovers, so it's strange to give gifts on Qixi Festival.

Jiang Yi shook her head, thinking that Qixi Festival would not work, so she forked this day out of her mind.

It's not good to be misunderstood.

Before Jiang Yi could figure out what time to give the things to Yu Qinchuan, the shareholders meeting came as scheduled.

Lu Han knew his son well and knew that he was unwilling to attend such an occasion, so he sent him a new dress tailored for him the night before.

I'm afraid that he will show up in ripped jeans and exaggerated short sleeves to protest.

When the driver came to pick her up from downstairs in the community, Jiang Yi looked at her tuxedo and gentleman's tie and sighed.

"Do you think my mother is too formal?" Jiang Yi asked Yu Qinchuan with a frown.

He was dressed like this, and those who didn't know thought he was going to walk the red carpet.

Yu Qinchuan helped him loosen his tie:

"It's so handsome. Auntie has a good eye. This dress suits you very well."

Like an elegant and noble little prince who came out of a book.

After hearing Yu Qinchuan's praise, Jiang Yi started to fart: "That's it, what don't I look good in?"

Yu Qinchuan smiled and said, "You look good in anything."

Jiang Yi was proud, and the invisible tail behind him was raised high. Just about to boast a few more words, Yu Qinchuan added another sentence meaningfully:

"...Of course, Ah Yi, you look good even if you don't wear anything."

Jiang Yi: "..."

Looking at Yu Qinchuan with complicated eyes, Jiang Yi said sincerely: "It's early in the morning, so don't be pornographic?"

Jiang Yi thinks seriously, how can any serious topic become indecent when it comes to Yu Qinchuan?

Mr. Yu Qinchuan, I hope you can reflect on yourself!

Yu Qinchuan smiled and raised his hand to rub his head, but before he touched the hair, Jiang Yi opened his hand:

"I've been messing with my hairstyle for a long time, don't mess it up for me."

Before going out, Jiang Yi said to Yu Qinchuan:

"I don't know when I'll be back. I'll give you a vacation today. You don't need to report to me wherever you want to go."

Yu Qinchuan nodded slightly: "OK."

After watching Jiang Yi leave, Yu Qinchuan clicked on the photo album of his mobile phone, and there was the Jiang Yi he secretly photographed just now——

The man in a black tuxedo adjusted his bow tie in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror. His legs wrapped under trousers were slender and straight. The black dress made his skin whiter. Like the little prince.

Setting this photo as the chat background, Yu Qinchuan sent a message to one of the people on the list, telling him that he would be there today.

After simply tidying up the kitchen and changing clothes, Yu Qinchuan also went out.

In the morning of the general meeting of shareholders, major shareholders meet to review the development of the group in the first half of the year, and then discuss the next goals and main development directions.

But this has nothing to do with Jiang Yi, he just wants to show his face at the dinner meeting after the meeting.

It was still early, and Jiang Yi deliberately asked the driver to drive slowly so as not to wait after getting to the venue.

At the same time, on the other side, Jiang Zheng, the current chairman of the Jiang Group, looked at his eldest son, not angry:

"Xiaoyi hasn't arrived yet?"

Jiang Fei raised his wrist to check the time, and said calmly, "Maybe the road is blocked."

"Hmph." Jiang Zheng snorted through his nose:

"I think he probably overslept again."

Speaking of his youngest son, Jiang Zheng hated iron for being weak:

"Look at him, he's almost in his third year, yet he's still so unstable in doing things."

What does it look like to be idle all day long?

Ben three?

Jiang Fei looked at his father: "I remember you used to be good at math."

Jiang Yi is only 22 years old, and she is still far away from Ben San.

"Isn't it?" Jiang Zheng, who was questioned by his eldest son, stared:

"He is real 22, imaginary 23, Mao 24, and Huang 25. Isn't this Ben San?"

Looking at Jiang Zheng with a look of reason, Jiang Fei: "..."

You really are a math whiz.

Regardless of the complexity of his eldest son, Jiang Zheng asked the secretary next to him to call and ask where Jiang Yi was.

The secretary nodded when he heard the words, and went to the side to call the driver who picked up Jiang Yi. After waiting for a few seconds, the call was connected, and the voice from there was noisy.

The secretary asked softly, but raised the volume the next second:

"What? You were in a car accident?"

car accident?

Jiang Zheng and Jiang Fei, who were talking about business, heard the secretary's voice and turned to look at her instantly.

Hearing these two words, Jiang Zheng froze, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Jiang Fei's expressionless face instantly sank.

The secretary was startled when he saw the eyes of the two people from the corner of his eyes, and after hearing what the driver on the other end of the phone said, he quickly explained to them:

"No, no..."

Maybe it was because Mr. and Mrs. Jiang's expression was too ugly at this time, and the always shrewd and capable secretary stuttered in shock.

It was true that Jiang Yi encountered a car accident on the way here, but it wasn't him who had the accident, but a retrograde rider in front of him who was riding an electric bike, and hit a private car on his way to work.

The collision was serious, the front of the private car was deformed, and the electric car was mainstream, and a lot of blood was lost. Fortunately, he was wearing a helmet, and his life was not in danger.

Once the accident happened, the already congested road became even more congested. Jiang Yi and his car didn't move a meter for a long time.

After listening to the secretary, the blood on Jiang Zheng's face recovered a little, but he said:

"Tell him to go out early and not listen, and I don't know what he is doing."

Jiang Fei looked at his father helplessly, and said to the secretary:

"Tell them that they can't catch up here, and tell him to go directly to the hotel and wait."

The secretary glanced at Jiang Zheng, who frowned and turned his eyes away, and she conveyed according to Jiang Fei's consciousness.

After hanging up the phone, the driver saw Jiang Yi's expression a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to speak to the other party.

Mr. Xiao Jiang spoke up, saying that he would not be allowed to attend the shareholder meeting. The point is that Mr. Jiang agreed...

Looking at Jiang Yi, who was well-dressed and obviously looking forward to attending the meeting, the driver sighed, and couldn't bear to tell the truth.

So what if you are in a wealthy family?It's too hard not to be favored.

The author has something to say:

I’m late, I had hot pot and diarrhea today_(:з」∠)_

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