Yan Shiqi left the National Theater and just returned to the nanny car when his mobile phone rang.

She took it out and looked at it, her eyes were dyed with a smile, and even her voice was sweet when she connected, "Call at this time, do you know that my event is over?"

Got a heart?

Now that Mu Yi is gone, it is amazing that he can still know her whereabouts so accurately.

Kobayashi, who was driving in front, almost didn't hold the steering wheel steady.

And Xiao Zhu turned his head to look out the window, staring at the sky.

Yan Shiqi answered the phone without distraction, but he didn't pay attention to the movements of the two of them.

The man chuckled on the phone, "Maybe it's a heart." ”

Look, it is!

Yan Shiqi smiled and bent his peach blossom eyes, and when he turned to look out the window, his fingertips unconsciously scratched on the car window, "Are you busy now?"

"Not busy, something?"

The man's calm voice came through the earpiece, as if his breath was in his ears, making people feel more steady.

Yan Shiqi pursed his lips and proposed, "If you're not busy, I want to go to the company to find you and have a meal together?"

"Okay, come here. I'll ask Zhuo Han to pick you up downstairs. ”

"No!" Yan Shiqi hurriedly refused, "I've been there so many times, just go up by yourself, don't toss him." ”

What do men say?

His light tone was very reasonable, "Don't toss, he happens to be free." ”

In the president's office, Zhuo Han, who was so busy that he was about to fly, wanted to lift the table directly and sink into the ground!

Fuck the assistant president!

In the next life, he will be the president!

......

Half an hour later, just after twelve o'clock, Yan Shiqi arrived at the headquarters of Qin's Real Estate.

Zhuo Han couldn't escape the fate of going downstairs to greet the president's wife, the nanny car slowly stopped in front of the building, he immediately pinched his cigarette and stepped forward, and when he opened the car door, he smiled very enthusiastically, "Madam, you're here!"

Yan Shiqi and he marched all the way to the headquarters lobby, which coincided with the lunch break, and many employees went out to eat together in twos and threes.

They caught Yan Shiqi's figure and immediately greeted her with a smile, "Madam, here!"

"Hello ma'am!"

"Good afternoon, Mrs. President!"

In this way, Yan Shiqi walked into the elevator with the greetings of countless people, and there were too many people to greet her, and she felt that her face was stiff with a smile.

......

In the office, the man is still busy.

There was a two-day backlog of work, and there were more than two dozen documents that needed his signature alone.

When Yan Shiqi rubbed the corners of his mouth and entered the door, the man raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were slightly warm, and he opened in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

"Don't be hungry, you are busy first, and I'll talk about it later!" Seeing that he was busy, Yan Shiqi responded obediently, walked to the sofa and sat down, waiting quietly.

In the room, except for the occasional sound of email reminders coming from the computer mailbox, all that was left was the rustle of a man writing with a pen on a piece of paper.

Yan Shiqi took off her coat, revealing the capable suit inside, she held her cheeks and looked at his serious appearance, her thoughts drifted a little.

After a while, the man closed the folder, glanced at the unfinished papers, pinched his eyebrows, and put the pen down.

The work is busy, not in a hurry, and it is more important to accompany her to dinner.

He put the document aside casually, raised his eyes to look at Yan Shiqi, I don't know what she was pondering, her focused gaze was clearly fixed near him, but her pupil heart was divergent and unfocused.

He raised his eyebrows, pulled the cuffs of his shirt, paced in front of her, gently tapped her forehead with a knuckle, and said gently, "What are you thinking?"