He has always stipulated that he is not allowed to bring a cell phone during the meeting, let alone send a text message back to the phone.

As a result, he was the first to bring a cell phone in and openly texted him back.

This is nothing.

Take a look, take a look, he looked at the phone screen and smiled as brilliant as flowers.

This is the first of its kind!

After the meeting, he walked out of the conference room and said, "I can't come in the afternoon."

The secretary was dumbfounded. "Mr. Jin, I have already agreed to be interviewed by a reporter from the Financial Channel this afternoon. If you don't come, isn't it equivalent to letting people out? Isn't this good?"

"Push tomorrow."

"Mr. Jin ... it's time for you to say you're playing big names."

"I'm a big name in my own right, and still playing?" He looked fearless. "I have more important things to do this afternoon."

"General President Jin, can you tell me what is more important?" The secretary couldn't help asking.

"inconvenient."

"Jin is always in love?"

Jin Qingyan glanced at him solemnly, "Which eye can see it?"

"I didn't see it alone. I believe that the employees who met the meeting have seen it. President Jin, you are too obvious."

He said nothing more, returned to the office, picked up his coat and went out.

Seeing him so anxious, the secretary must be really in love, right?

However, judging from his default attitude just now, it doesn't seem to be fake.

The secretary could not help but secretly smiled. Such a president is really rare.

On the way back by car, at noon, all kinds of students, various office workers, and people from all walks of life blocked the traffic.

This is really a manifestation of tempering patience.

Jin Qingyan held the steering wheel in his hand, there were songs in the car, and he looked indifferently at the vehicle in front of which he could not see.

It seems that it will be impossible to pass at half past one.

He looked down at the text message, feeling warm.

The New Year is coming soon, and the new year is coming. You can spend this year with her.

So happy.

The corner of his mouth rose, and the road ahead was not disturbing at all.

The road was blocked for half an hour, and when it was home, it was twelve.

She was sitting on a yoga mat in the living room and was practicing yoga. When he saw him come back, immediately put her posture away, put the yoga mat aside, and greeted him in slippers. "

This questioning is like a wife waiting at home for her husband to return.

She was wearing a long sweater, and the room was so warm that she was blushing, and a small amount of bangs was stuck by her hairpin.

Jin Qingyan's eyes dazzled with an inconceivable smile. "There was a traffic jam on the road for half an hour, and I came back late."

"It's not too late. Aunt Chen is ready for lunch. Wash your hands and eat."

"it is good."

When eating, Jin Qingyan also found that she was wrong, kept feeding him vegetables, and always smiled at him.

It's almost like dreaming.

"Little lemon ..."

"Ok?"

"Why are you suddenly so good to me?"

She was dissatisfied. "What's the matter, because you are also good to me, shouldn't I be good to you? Not to mention, I was not good to you before?"

"No, it's better for me, what makes me ... happy."

"I'm not a woman who doesn't know any good people." She wore disposable gloves and lowered her head and peeled shrimp. "Who treats me well, I know, talk, do you know? Qiuyutai let me know I hate you to the extreme, for nothing else, you do n’t trust me too much, but I still feel that I have not protected our children, and feel that this mistrust is never forgivable. I do n’t think so now. ”

He looked at her quietly, listening to her continue.

"If Tuoba Gucheng was seduced by the acquaintances / medicine fans that night, I'm lucky to escape that thing and I would have told you that you would not have misunderstood it. Or we have not done anything Tell the other about it, don't you? "

This is indeed what An Xiaomen realized.

She didn't want it to be the knot in his heart, and even from his attitude, he regretted it, and felt that he had wronged her.

Now on the table again, nothing more than hope that he can completely forget this incident.

He reached out and covered his hand on the table, holding it lightly in his palm. "I'm glad to hear what you said."

"Let's eat, don't be cold."

The two looked at each other and smiled, eating in harmony.

——

"Sister Er Lan ..." Xiaoyue came to Yan Ge's room, because Fang Er Lan was not massaging her mobile phone, and was giving Yan Ge a massage. She had to come and tell, "Jing Yang's assistant said he wanted to see you."

"No time," Fang Erlan said to her without looking back, "I'm missing, let them go."

"Ok."

When Xiaoyue left, Yan Ge asked, "Your idol sent his assistant. What must I tell you, are you missing?"

"Everyone said that he was no longer my idol." Thinking of Jingyang, she felt depressed for a while, which was too disappointing.

"Also, a male star like me who looks the same is really rare."

"You don't put much gold on your face." She disagreed. "There is a gap in your image among your fans."

"This gap is just that they think of me so well that my starting point is very high, even though I'm already excellent, or ..." Fang Erlan wanted to slap him.

"How are you doing today?"

"light."

"It's still light. I've worked very hard. Look at your thick skin." She said, poking at his spine with her fingers.

"It's your own small hands that you still think of me."

Fang Erlan's eyeballs turned, and one hand quietly landed on his side waist. He pinched it slightly, and the itchiness of his body twisted, and he sat up, "I can't stand others touching me there. . "

"Hey, like most people, you can't stand it. I'm not afraid of itching."

He stretched out his hand and squeezed it around her waist, and she looked as usual without moving.

It really is.

"You are an alternative."

"Hmm ..." Fang Erlan closed his hand and picked up the line. "That ... we'll check the lines again."

Not long after shooting, they have developed a habit of matching the scenes to be shot in advance, so when shooting a scene, there is very little NG, which is smooth. "

"It's a horse ride in the afternoon. Have you ever rode a horse?"

“I have n’t filmed it, but I ’ve asked Xiaoyue to tell the staff and let them find a particularly docile Malay. Before the filming, I ’d like to train again. It should be fine. This afternoon and evening I will play two games. How many games do you have? "

"Three games."

"I heard that the second associate director came back from a foreign education. Is it true to join the group today?"