Acting like a baby is shameful but useful

·The third volume·

On this day, when Jian Chunsheng finished his work and was about to go home, He Xinran sent a message.

About his interview with the assistant tomorrow morning.

Zhou Heng has urged several times on this matter, and even prepared to send Xu Ze over.

When Jian Chunsheng saw Xu Ze's pitiful appearance, he was fascinated, and he got He Xinran to post the recruitment advertisement in a flash.

The position of Assistant Editor-in-Chief of Yuandian APP is very attractive.

He Xinran had already screened the resumes, and sent the rest to Jian Chunsheng's mailbox.

Jian Chunsheng got in the car, entered his mailbox with his mobile phone, and used the time when he got home to briefly scan the resumes of these interviewees.

When he got home, Zhou Heng hadn't come back yet.

Jian Chunsheng changed his clothes, put on comfortable home clothes, slipped on his slippers, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

He enjoyed the process of cooking for Zhou Heng, even though his cooking skills were far inferior to Zhou Heng's.

But Zhou Heng enjoyed it very much.

Jian Chunsheng could tell that Zhou Heng's enjoyment was not just a matter of will, nor was it a show.

The first is that although the food he cooks is not as good as Zhou Heng's, it is not unpalatable, very homely.

The second is that Zhou Heng really likes to eat the dishes he cooks. Jian Chunsheng once did an experiment. He put the meals he cooked together with the takeaway he ordered, without telling Zhou Heng or giving any hints, just As an ordinary dinner for Zhou Heng to eat, in the end Zhou Heng ate almost all the dishes he cooked, and left a lot of takeaways.

When dinner was almost done, Zhou Heng also came back.

After he came back, he heard movement in the kitchen and knew that Jian Chunsheng was making dinner in the kitchen, so he walked over immediately.

The door of the kitchen was open, and Jian Chunsheng was frying vegetables with a spatula.

Fragrant.

Zhou Heng knocked lightly on the door and made two thuds.

Because the sound of frying oil was covering up, Jian Chunsheng did not hear the sound of Zhou Heng entering the door before, but now he was startled by two "dong dong" sounds. He looked back at Zhou Heng, smiled, and his eyes were crooked. , said: "You are back!"

"What's for dinner?" Zhou Heng asked.

As he asked, he took off his suit jacket, put it on a chair outside, walked into the kitchen, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, and washed them under the tap.

"I steamed a spare rib." Jian Chunsheng took out the vegetables in the pot and turned off the fire, "I fried a vegetable, is it enough?"

Zhou Heng said, "Well, take out the bowl, and I'll scramble an egg for you."

Jian Chunsheng nodded in response.

Outside the window, the snow is falling, and it gets dark quickly in winter. Now there is no light in the sky, and it is hazy and foggy.

But the interior is very gentle.

Zhou Heng fried a plate of egg flower and put it on the table. The warm yellow light was turned on. Two people ate three dishes. It was very simple, not even as rich as when they ordered takeaway at the company.

But Zhou Heng ate very satisfied.

After Jian Chunsheng finished eating, he rubbed the flesh on his stomach and said, "I haven't exercised for a while, and my stomach has grown flesh."

Zhou Heng wiped his mouth and said, "Be more meaty in winter to resist the cold."

Jian Chunsheng: "Forget it, eating meat in winter is a pleasure, and losing weight in summer makes tears in three months."

Zhou Heng smiled and asked, "By the way, how is your assistant looking?"

"Sister Xinran just sent the resume of the interviewer to my mailbox, and I will have an interview tomorrow morning."

"Do you want me to check for you?" Zhou Heng asked.

Jian Chunsheng said, "Okay."

He picked up his phone and forwarded the email to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng looked at his mobile phone and said to Jian Chunsheng: "Speaking of which, the board of directors is satisfied with your revenue in the past six months."

"Eh?"

Zhou Heng: "We have actually made some cultural products before, but the shortcomings of this type of products are also obvious, the return rate is low, and the prospect is risky, but you are very professional and your revenue has been growing."

When Jian Chunsheng heard this, he smiled happily.

During this period of time, he worked hard, but he didn't want to be a "vase" in others' mouths.

For him, the biggest pressure for the Zhou family is how to get rid of his stereotype of "Mrs. Zhou" and win the respect of others with his work ability and achievements.

Jian Chunsheng got up to clear the table, but Zhou Heng stopped him and said, "I'll clean it up, you go to rest."

Jian Chunsheng stacked the bowls and chopsticks of the two of them together and said, "It's okay, I have nothing else to do now."

Zhou Heng read Jian Chunsheng's list of assistant interviewees.

Jian Chunsheng washed the dishes and came to Zhou Heng's side.

Zhou Heng spread his legs, embraced Jian Chunsheng's waist, grabbed his crotch and let him sit on his lap.

"How is it?" Jian Chunsheng leaned on Zhou Heng and asked.

Zhou Heng put away the phone, with a confused look on his face, and said casually, "It's not all that bad."

"Huh?" Jian Chunsheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "I took a look, and they are all graduates from prestigious schools, and their resumes are all great. I still have a headache and don't know which one to choose."

Zhou Heng's face was dark, and he said after a while: "Choosing an assistant is not a beauty pageant."

Jian Chunsheng's eyes widened in astonishment, and after a while he laughed and said, "Zhou Heng, you're not jealous, are you?"

Zhou Heng frowned, and denied it flatly: "Do I still need to be jealous?"

Jian Chunsheng: "Then why are you reacting so strongly?"

Zhou Heng took a breath on Jian Chunsheng's neckline, and said: "Most people are superficial, especially when choosing an assistant, it's better not to choose someone with good looks, appearance and ambition are directly proportional. "

"..."

Jian Chunsheng didn't know where Zhou Heng heard these fallacies, it was strange.

He said, "Then your assistants are all good-looking too?"

Zhou Heng frowned suddenly, "Which of my assistants do you think looks good?"

"Xu Ze." Jian Chunsheng pushed Zhou Heng with his elbow, and said, "Are you still denying this?"

Zhou Heng snorted softly, "I'll fire him tomorrow."

"what?"

Jian Chunsheng hurriedly grabbed Zhou Heng's belt, "Don't, I don't want to be a sinner. You said you were not jealous, and I said your assistant is good-looking, and you will fire others."

Zhou Heng hugged Jian Chunsheng and said, "You can only have me in your eyes."

Jian Chunsheng didn't expect Zhou Heng to be really jealous.

He laughed dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Who would have imagined that the dignified president of the Zhou family would be entangled in this kind of personal relationship with his children.

He pressed down on Zhou Heng's crotch with his hand, found the big python that was faintly raising its head, scratched it with his thumb, and said, "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I only have you in my heart. "

A blue vein popped out on Zhou Heng's forehead, and his eyes were red.

He lightly bit Jian Chunsheng's earlobe, and said, "Little Bao, remember, I'm the only one in your heart."

When they said this, they never expected that a month later, fate would slap them in the face.

————Weibo@舟自娱520