President of Custom

Song Fengshi and Jin Lanshu were eating cream cakes, but Song Fengshi's eyes suddenly widened, as if seeing something terrifying.

"What? Is there a ghost?" Jin Lanshu asked.

"There is your mother."

"Why are you still scolding people?"

"It's really your mother!" Song Fengshi shrank his head and pointed carefully.

Jin Lanshu followed the direction Song Fengshi pointed, and she saw her mother: "Well, is it really my mother?"

Zheng Qiushu sat at the dining table with a middle-aged man, and it was the same "sweetsweet couple package" that Jin Lanshu had here.

"Is your mother in a relationship?" Song Feng whispered.

"Let's eavesdrop!" Jin Lanshu also became curious.

The store is decorated in a European style, with many white plaster partitions.Jin Lanshu and Song Fengshi huddled in the partition, listening quietly.

But I heard the middle-aged man say: "Your son is the president of that big company? Isn't that very rich?"

Zheng Qiushu said lazily: "It's none of my business to have money."

The man said: "You also know that I am starting a business now, so I almost started the capital! Ask your son for some! I am only short of 300 million. I heard that your son is more than 300 million a month!"

Zheng Qiushu said impatiently: "I didn't say that, his money is none of my business."

But the man said: "How is it possible? Honey, my company will also write your name, and you will have your share. This is also your company!"

Zheng Qiushu was also angry and said: "Write my name, then I am in debt and broke the law. Isn't it also my part?"

The man's tone also became dissatisfied: "Why are you talking like that? Is it because we have such a deep relationship and you are not willing to help? Money is more important, or me?"

Zheng Qiushu said: "Of course money is important. My son earns money very hard, don't even think about it."

The middle-aged man was very angry and left in anger.

Zheng Qiushu also yelled: "You remember to pay the bill first before leaving!"

Jin Lanshu and Song Fengshi looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

They couldn't eat the afternoon tea anymore, so they left quietly while Zheng Qiushu was not paying attention.Song Fengshi added: "Actually, I think your mother loves you too. It's just that she can't express it."

"Can't express?" Jin Lanshu snorted coldly, "She is a Chinese teacher, and she has good expressive skills!"

Song Fengshi suddenly felt that Jin Lanshu and Zheng Qiushu were quite alike, their expressive skills were all used in cursing, and it was absolutely fatal to say a good word.

Song Fengshi sighed and sighed, "It's really difficult to get along with..."

"Really?" Jin Lanshu nodded as if she had received affirmation, "Is my mother not easy to get along with?"

Song Fengshi didn't know what to say, so he just smiled: "Actually, Auntie's behavior is nothing..."

These days, Song Fengshi had a good grasp of Zheng Qiushu's temper, and felt that she was just aggressive, not difficult to deal with, and he still cared about Fu Cheng.

The two of them skipped work and had to pay it back.

There are plenty of jobs waiting for them in the company.

Owen knew that Jin Lanshu was out on a date, but he couldn't say anything more, he could only hold a lot of documents and wait for the boss to come back from the date to review.

Similarly, the workshop is also working overtime to catch clothes.

It can be regarded as pressing the line, and the finished product is "dead" before the "dead line".

This time, Ms. He Yurong came to the fitting room very cooperatively, and she didn't make any big moves.She put on the clothes Cheng Jin rushed out of work.It is still a cheongsam, with light blue satin as the base, embroidered with large Yunfeng white zigzag hydrangeas with silver thread, because of the four-layer embroidery process, the pattern is particularly three-dimensional and beautiful, ingenious and subtle.The sleeves are silver and white, embroidered with broken branches.There are high forks on the left and right, and exquisite wishful cloud patterns are embroidered with gold thread patterns on the slits, revealing slender legs.The whole dress was elegant yet noble, which made Jin Lanshu quite satisfied.

Jin Lanshu looked at the skirt, nodded slightly, and said, "Look, this blue color is also fine, it doesn't have to be the one you mentioned."

Cheng Jin didn't particularly like this dress, but he still forced a smile and said, "I'm still worried about the problem of inaccurate shades..."

"It's fine." Jin Lanshu said, "I don't think this blue is any worse than the 'moonlight' you mentioned."

"But... the blue is very common, and the shape of the cheongsam is also very classic, it seems too natural." Cheng Jin said.

Jin Lanshu said: "Of course it's not good? You remember, who gets the best red carpet dress every year? Those who wear dragons, phoenixes and chicken feathers can't get BESTDRESSED. The best looks are all Those dressed in classic elegance."

Cheng Jin didn't dare to argue with Jin Lanshu too much, so he could only bow his head and say, "Yes, Mr. Jin."

And overtime has become inevitable.

Owen can work with peace of mind while calculating overtime pay.

Jin Lanshu doesn't get overtime pay.

However, he still worked overtime late.Originally, Song Fengshi didn't have to work overtime, but he really didn't want to go back alone, especially now that there was Zheng Qiushu at home.Therefore, Song Fengshi waited for Jin Lanshu to leave work at the company.

After working overtime, they went home together.The bungalow was brightly lit, obviously Zheng Qiushu was waiting for them.

Zheng Qiushu saw the two of them came back, she looked at the clock and said, "It's so late? Where did you go?"

"Yes," Jin Lanshu said angrily, "it's fun to work overtime!"

Zheng Qiushu also said angrily: "You are kind, now that you are the boss, who will you show me to work overtime?"

Jin Lanshu really didn't want to pay attention to his mother, and planned to drag Song Fengshi upstairs to the room with a straight face.

But Zheng Qiushu said again: "I made soup for you, drink a bowl before going up, and be a face-saving old mother, okay?"

Song Fengshi didn't want the family to be too tense, so he took Jin Lanshu and went to the restaurant with a smile.But I saw that Zheng Qiushu really had a hot pot.Zheng Qiushu heated up the soup while nagging them that they had been outside for too long, and finally took two stew pots and put them in front of Song Fengshi and Jin Lanshu.The purple sand stew pot is hot, yellow soup, white fish maw, and black sea cucumber, filling a bowl full.

After Zheng Qiushu put away the stew pot, he turned and went into the kitchen to clean the pot.

Seeing Zheng Qiushu go away, Song Fengshi said to Jin Lanshu, "Look, this is so real, and the soup is also fragrant. It must have taken a lot of effort to make it. Your mother still loves you."

"Hmph." Jin Lanshu snorted coldly, "Isn't this for women to drink to nourish yin? What's the use of drinking it for me? It must be used by her herself to make up for herself, and she will clean up the mess for us if she can't drink it all."

Song Fengshi really didn't know what to say, so he took two mouthfuls and ate it.Zheng Qiushu came out of the kitchen again.

Song Fengshi smiled and asked, "Auntie, what is the effect of this soup?"

Zheng Qiushu said: "Nourishing yin and tonifying kidney, it's suitable for both of you—do it every day and night, day and night, it's really 'young people don't know the value of sperm'..."

Song Fengshi regretted asking this question so much, his face turned red.

Jin Lanshu stopped and said, "Okay, why do you, a Chinese teacher, speak like this? Vulgar."

But Zheng Qiushu said: "Where is it vulgar? Isn't this the truth? This is the life wisdom of the old man. Do you like it or not!"

Jin Lanshu wiped her mouth with a tissue, and took Song Fengshi back to her room to try the "curative effect" of the "medicinal diet".

Great Harmony!

Jin Lanshu lay on the bed and drank a glass of water.

Song Fengshi was also lying on the bed and said, "Mr. Jin, think about it..."

"Hey," Jin Lanshu objected, "Why do you call me Boss Jin in the bedroom?"

"Huh?" Song Feng was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"It sounds like a 'hidden rule'." Jin Lanshu felt a little weird.

Song Fengshi said, "Then...would you find it exciting?"

When Jin Lan thought about it, it was really exciting.

So, Song Fengshi was forced to call him "Boss Jin" all night.

Zheng Qiushu, who was at the opposite door, covered her head with a quilt, shook her head and sighed: "Such indulgence! Don't talk about giving him sea cucumbers, even giving him sea turtles won't work!"

The next morning, Jin Lanshu got up earlier than Song Fengshi.

When Song Fengshi went downstairs, Jin Lanshu had already gone out.But Zheng Qiushu made breakfast in the restaurant, and Song Fengshi was too embarrassed to just be such a guest, so he ate breakfast in the restaurant and faced Zheng Qiushu alone, probably because he couldn't bear the overwhelming silence.Song Fengshi opened up the conversation with Zheng Qiushu, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Jin left so early?"

Zheng Qiushu nodded and said, "Yes."

Zheng Qiushu was lukewarm, and Song Fengshi didn't like to stay for a long time, so he quickly finished his breakfast and went out.When he left, he vaguely heard Zheng Qiushu say behind his back: "The whole Su Daji..."

Song Fengshi almost choked: "Praise me so much..."

I really dare not be ah.

However, Jin Lanshu is quite a tyrant.

The tyrant Jin Lanshu did not go to work in the morning.Owen is relaxed.

After lunch, Jin Lanshu returned to the office.

Song Fengshi couldn't help asking Jin Lanshu, "What did you go out this morning?"

Jin Lanshu said frankly, "I met Fu Cheng."

Song Fengshi was a little thankful for Jin Lanshu's confession, but felt that Jin Lanshu's confession just meant that he didn't care very much.

Song Fengshi asked again: "What are you talking about?"

"Isn't that the thing?" Jin Lanshu said, "I hope he will bring 'Yun Xiang' into the official schedule of Paris Fashion Week."

Song Fengshi asked again: "Did he agree?"

Jin Lanshu shrugged: "It's a conditional offer, it's a conditional offer."

Song Fengshi thought for a while and said, "HF has invested in several new brands, and I haven't seen him let go. Why is he so fond of 'Yunxiang'?"

"Why does he like 'Yun Xiang' so much?" Jin Lanshu smiled conceitedly, "He likes me so much!"

Song Fengshi's heart was filled with jealousy, but the surface was calm: "Yes, Mr. Jin is very charming!"

Jin Lanshu didn't notice Song Fengshi's jealousy, nodded and said, "That's for sure."

Song Fengshi didn't understand why he was so jealous and always disliked Fu Cheng.

As Jin Lanshu said, they should all be very polite and nice to Fu Cheng.After all, Fu Cheng is their "golden father"!Their company is losing money, and every month Fu Cheng throws over tens of millions like garbage to fill the hole without blinking an eye.

What a sentiment!

Song Fengshi thought about it, how could Fu Cheng have such a "noble sentiment"?Does he really "particularly favor" Jin Lanshu?

How can it be?

In this world, is there another person who is as blind as Song Fengshi?

Forget about Song Fengshi, the objective conditions are so-so, but what about Fu Cheng?Fu Cheng is really the TOP of the "Gay Circle Heavenly Food", "Heavenly Food" is not enough to describe "there are heavenly dishes outside the sky", right?

How could he compete with Song Fengshi?