Zhan Shaoyin put away the gauze on the table, stood up and took Song Huayi's hand, walked into his rest, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the bathroom in the corner and said, "There is hot water in it, go take a bath." ”

Even if the rain is dry, the hair is particularly uncomfortable, and Song Huayi is now trying to wash it.

Zhan Shaoyin retreated and walked to the door and said to her: "There is a computer in the room, stay in the house after washing, you can sleep for a while when you are sleepy, I will call you after work, don't run around anymore." ”

"Oh...... Then you remember to eat. ”

Zhan Shaoyin didn't make a sound, closed the door with his backhand, walked outside the house, and chatted with Bai Zhoucen while eating with a lunch box.

Bai Zhoucen is Chinese New Year's Eve two today, and he can be regarded as the master of Zhan Shaoyin when he entered the jewelry design industry.

At that time, Bai Zhoucen had a small jewelry company abroad, and he admired Zhan Shaoyin very much at that time, and hired Zhan Shaoyin as a designer of their company with a high salary.

After years of cooperation, the two have become brothers with a good relationship.

Bai Zhoucen's own company closed a year ago because of some reasons in his family.

So in the case of the lack of skills in the companies on both sides, Zhan Shaoyin thought of him for the first time.

He can trust Bai Zhoucen's level and his character, so he dares to hand over his company to Bai Zhoucen to take care of.

It was the first time that Song Huayi had such an opportunity to peek into his private space, and he would look east and west after taking a shower.

Aside from some personal clothing and daily necessities, there isn't much about his personal privacy.

But the thought of having such a lounge in the office, Song Huayi's mind couldn't help but think of some pictures that were not very pure.

Immediately, he lifted the light gray quilt spread on the bed, bent down and stared at the two pillows at the head of the bed, turned the pillows over and over again, and lay on the sheets to find them seriously, not even letting go of the carpet.

Fortunately, no suspicious strands of hair were found.

It seems that he should still be quite honest, and the secretary Yin, who is inconsistent with his appearance, has not climbed into his bed.

At eight o'clock, Zhan Shaoyin took Bai Zhoucen to familiarize himself with the company, and at the same time explained the company's recent projects and progress.

In the end, let Gu Fei personally send Bai Zhoucen to the residence arranged by Zhan Shaoyin, and the matter was over.

By the time it was all over, it was close to eleven o'clock.

Zhan Shaoyin immediately went upstairs to find Song Huayi.

The company at this point can be said to be empty.

Zhan Shaoyin walked out of the elevator and prepared to go back to the office along the corridor, Yin Cong'an suddenly walked out of the assistant's office, holding a stack of documents, glanced at Zhan Shaoyin, and asked in a daze: "Mr. Zhan, haven't gotten off work yet?" ”

"I'll leave later."

Yin Cong'an nodded, locked the door of the office, and asked Zhan Shaoyin, "...... Do you rarely come to the company in the future? ”

Zhan Shaoyin stopped and glanced at her and said, "Well, if you have something in the future, you will go directly to Mr. Bai, and I will explain it to him." ”

Yin Cong'an pursed his lips, frowned and asked him softly: "Mr. Zhan, can you let it go?"

This is the company you started single-handedly, and you just left everything here? ”

Yin Cong'an has been by Zhan Shaoyin's side since the early days of the company's establishment, and she knows how difficult it has been along the way.

Others only saw him achieve brilliance in a very short period of time, and only they accompanied him all the way - >>

only to know that he has paid more energy and time than ordinary people behind the scenes.

Zhan Shaoyin has always felt that Yin Cong'an's mood has been a little strange for a while, but he just said: "I just handed it over to him to take care of it, I didn't say that I was going to give up the star field, you don't have to worry too much, just continue to do your previous job." ”

"Husband~" In the empty corridor, a sweet and glutinous voice came from afar.

Zhan Shaoyin's heart was crisp, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Huayi wearing a white shirt of his, standing by the door of his office, leaning out half of his body to look at him.

He knew that her delicate "husband" was called Yin Cong'an, but he still felt quite satisfied.

"It's not early, let's go back quickly."

After speaking, Zhan Shaoyin raised his feet and walked towards Song Huayi.

His shirt looked a little loose over her body, the long hem of his dress was more than enough for her skirt, his bare feet stepped on his big men's slippers, and his dark eyes had a hazy feeling, as if he had just woken up.

I don't know if I was bewitched by the "husband" just now, Zhan Shaoyin actually felt that she was particularly charming at this moment.

Yin Cong'an only saw Zhan Shaoyin walk to the door and whisper something to Song Huayi, and the two returned to the office and closed the door.

Thoughtfully, he turned around and walked into the elevator, raised his eyes to look at the closed office door, and cut off the line of sight as the elevator door slowly closed, but it did not cut off the forbearance and unwillingness in Yin Cong'an's eyes.

"What were you guys talking about?"

Song Huayi changed his clothes, walked out of the rest room, and asked casually Zhan Shaoyin, who was sorting out documents at the desk.

Zhan Shaoyin glanced at her and explained softly: "I am going to hand over to the Mr. Bai you saw today, so I talked about the handover work. ”

"You're going to sell Starfield?"

Song Huayi couldn't care about what he and Yin Cong'an talked about, and caught this news that surprised her even more.

Zhan Shaoyin smiled, took the sorted documents, walked towards the office door, and said to Song Huayi, who was following behind: "It's not for sale, to be precise, it's to be a hands-off shopkeeper, and I will officially take care of the affairs of the Zhan family from tomorrow." ”

Song Huayi nodded clearly, she almost forgot that he was still the heir of the Zhan family.

It's good to go back to Zhan's home, at least she doesn't have to worry about that Secretary Yin being a demon every day.

The rain was still falling, but not as heavy as it was in the evening.

When they got to the porch, the driver had already parked his car at the door and was waiting for them.

Zhan Shaoyin held an umbrella to open the car door for Song Huayi, escorted her into the car, and then turned around and sat down on the other side.

The car started slowly, Zhan Shaoyin glanced at her right hand wrapped in gauze, and asked her, "Will it affect painting?" ”

Song Huayi followed his line of sight, only to understand that he was asking about the injury on her hand, smiled and raised his hand to shake it in front of him, and made a few fist pinching movements, indicating that his hand was very flexible: "It doesn't affect it, just hold the pen." ”

"You're lucky today, or you'll end up lying in the hospital."

"That's my great fortune, haven't you heard that if you don't die, there will be a blessing?"

Looking at her optimistic appearance, Zhan Shaoyin couldn't help but smile: "Did anyone say that you are very similar to ......?" Song Huayi hurriedly asked curiously: "Like what?" ”

"The stupid daughter of the landlord's family."