Everyone around them put down their movements respectfully and watched their superiors and wives leave.
Jiang Chenshao looked at the lively little wife, and the joy in his heart was intertwined.
After the elevator arrived, the two of them entered.
The person from the President's Office immediately opened the web page, and then the office issued a whimper again.
Inside the elevator.
Gu Nuanxi blushed when they said it, but her husband asked her: "What is the flower language of 12 bouquets of roses?"
"You don't have a cell phone, so you won't check it yourself." She said shyly with her little mouth.
Jiang Chenshao: "I want to hear you."
Gu Nuanxi pursed her lips, and when she thought of that sentence, she was ashamed to speak.
The man was still waiting for her words, Gu Nuanxi's little tangled expressions became more and more. She stirred her fingers, "Honey, just know it in your heart."
"If you don't say it, I don't know it."
The man just wanted her to say what he wanted to hear, and he teased his little wife everywhere, "Xiao Nuan, say it, there is no need to be shy between you and your husband." He emphasized again: "We are husband and wife."
Gu Nuanxi felt that even flowers could be given away, but why did she become shy now? After a moment of entanglement, she said, "Its flower language is: Love for you is increasing day by day."
When Mr. Jiang heard this, he smiled.
If the occasion was not right, he wanted to hug his little wife and rub her into his bones and love her well in his own way.
Jiang Chenshao suppressed the storm in his heart, and he calmed down on his face. He reminded him, "I remember what you said, and my love for me will increase day by day."
"No, husband, this is a flower language." Xiao Nuan tried her best to act coquettishly.
Jiang Chenshao: "You gave flowers, and the flower language is what you expressed."
The elevator door is open.
Jiang's Group Hall, a scene that is rare in a century.
I saw that their godly president, holding a rose in his hand, walked out of the elevator with a girl in one hand. The girl looked unhappy with her face bulging?! But the president of their family smiled like a spring breeze
Brush your face.
Suddenly, the people around me remembered the girl who was running in the company building with roses in her hand.
It turned out that the person who was lucky enough to receive the rose was the president. Could the little girl who ran so cutely was the rumored wife?
The discussions are all blessings.
Jiang Chenshao received the rose.
Somehow his brothers knew about this.
The crowd of five people exploded.
Bai Chen: "The big news in City Z is related to our famous President Jiang. Which one should I listen to first?"
Nangong Zi of Chaozhou, "come one by one."
Bai Chen: "I vented my anger for my wife, bought Z University, and gave it to my beautiful wife."
Nangong Zi: "..."
Zhen Xi: "…"
Yan Zhenyu, the only one who is more stable, questioned, "How true?"
They all think that Jiang Chenshao is not the kind of impulsive person. He will never act impulsively unless he makes money by acquiring a certain company.
The profits of acquiring a university are limited and exhausting. Mr. Jiang, who is arrogant, will never do this.
Not to be examined.
When Bai Chen posted the screenshot of Z's official website into the group, Nangong Zi sprayed out a sip of water, "Damn."
Zhen Xi disappeared for three minutes and appeared again. He proved that Bai Chen's screenshot was true. The academic affairs system issued a public notice."
This time, it was Yan Zhenyu's turn to "...".
"Brothers, this is not the most shocking thing. Look at the picture."
Bai Chen released the picture of Jiang Chenshao wearing a suit, holding flowers in his hand, and holding his little wife.