An Zhisu became happier and happier as she watched. It wasn't until Ye Lancheng called her that she raised her eyes from the tablet, turned around and asked in confusion: Did you call me?
Come here. Ye Lancheng waved to her indifferently.
An Zhisu said oh, put down the half-eaten cookie in his hand, and walked towards him obediently.
Ye Lancheng motioned for her to come over to him, and An Zhisu obediently walked around the large luxurious desk and stood next to him.
Ye Lancheng reached out and pulled her to sit on his lap.
An Zhisu's body stiffened for a moment and he subconsciously said: "What do you want to do? This is the office."
Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows: Can you do whatever you want if you're not in the office?
An Zhisu:
You can misinterpret my words to mean this, and I admire your talent.
Are the biscuits delicious? Just when An Zhisu was about to roll his eyes at him, he suddenly asked another irrelevant question.
It's delicious. An Zhisu nodded subconsciously, and then asked: Do you want to eat it? I'll get it for you.
As she said this, she was about to take the opportunity to get off Ye Lancheng's lap. She was really afraid that Gao Qi or other assistants would suddenly break in and see this scene, and they couldn't explain it clearly.
Unexpectedly, her wishful thinking was successful, but Ye Lancheng did not give her a chance to implement it. Just as she was about to stand up, Ye Lancheng lifted an arm and pressed it on her shoulder, pushing her back with a slight force. An Zhisu's
The upper body of her body tilted back uncontrollably, and Ye Lancheng was able to use his other hand to support her waist to prevent her from falling. Then, before she had time to struggle, Ye Lancheng's noble and handsome face seemed to be enlarged.
Pressed down. The mottled warm sun formed a beautiful giant screen behind them. Under the giant screen, the woman was lying on the man's lap. The man lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips. If there was a camera at this time,
The camera freezes this scene, it will definitely work
Become the most beautiful customer photo in the bridal shop.
After a lingering and pathos kiss ended, An Zhisu's pretty face turned as red as the sunset, her breathing seemed a little rapid, and her mood was a little nervous, as if she was having an affair with Ye Lancheng in the office, with a little excitement in the tension.
Ye Lancheng still looked indifferent, with no uneven breathing, and he could say without blushing and without a beating heart: Well, the biscuits are very sweet.
An Zhisu:
Now she has a sentence in her mind, mmp, she doesn't know whether to say it or not. Can you make a little more of a spectacle?
He is so well-dressed and so elegant.
An Zhisu felt that these eight words were tailor-made for Ye Lancheng.
She pushed away his arm in front of her with a little anger. This man called her over just to kiss her and taste the biscuits. How free it was.
He had nothing to do, but she still wanted to continue reading the news.
Okay, I'll stop making trouble and show you something. Seeing that his little wife was still angry, Ye Lancheng asked her to sit up straight, but stopped her from getting down.
An Zhisu snorted.
Ye Lancheng raised the corners of his lips, clicked the mouse, and his computer page switched to a red and green stock market.
Why are you showing me this? An Zhisu tilted his head, confused.
Ye Lanchengdao: This is the stock trend of Anshi Group after the stock market opened in the afternoon.
When An Zhisu heard that it was An's Group's market, he immediately became interested and looked at the market seriously. He was pleasantly surprised to find that An's Group's stock had been falling since the opening in the afternoon, and the trend was obvious.
How could the formaldehyde incident have such a big impact on the stock market? Although An Zhisu had thought that the Anshi Group's stock market would fluctuate, he never expected the fluctuations to be so strong. Because I continued to sell the Anshi Group I held after the market opened in the afternoon.
When other stock investors were holding a wait-and-see attitude, suddenly a large number of stocks were sold. Their sense of smell was very keen, and they knew that Anshi Group's
She was in big trouble, so in order not to let herself be in debt, she would throw it away. Ye Lancheng did not hide it from her, and truthfully admitted his contribution in this matter.
An Zhisu:
An Zhisu's eyes almost stared straight: You also bought shares of An's Group?
Ye Lancheng hummed.
An Zhisu:
An Zhisu now has enough evidence to suspect that Ye Lancheng bought An's Group's stocks just to use them today. Otherwise, why would he buy An's stocks when he had nothing to do? He might as well buy his own.
I have sold almost all the stocks I hold. This account can no longer be operated, otherwise it will attract the attention of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. Ye Lancheng nodded, and as he spoke, his hands began to click on the keyboard.
An Zhisu didn't play stocks and didn't know much about stocks. Hearing this, he said: "Then don't do this anymore. Anyway, the formaldehyde problem alone is enough to give them a headache. Let the stock market take its course."
Ye Lancheng snorted, raised his eyebrows and asked another irrelevant question: Do you know why I am the boss and you are just a designer?
Huh? Why? When anyone is asked a question by another person, no matter how irrelevant the question is to the previous conversation, the person being asked will answer subconsciously.
Because I will take advantage of her. Ye Lancheng had a free hand and tapped her on the forehead with his finger: learn from it, little fool.
An Zhisu covered his forehead and pouted: What, what you said is so profound, I hate you people the most. You are pretending to be profound, why can't you just say it more simply?
Calling you stupid is not simple and straightforward enough? Ye Lancheng gave her a sidelong look.
An Zhisu grinded his teeth, really wanting to bite this poisonous guy to death. What should I do?
Usually it was his wife who was angry with him, but when he could make her angry, Ye Lancheng felt a kind of evil happiness in his heart.
If Lao Jiu sees this, he will complain about the childishness of their family.
When Ye Lancheng was talking to An Zhisu, he did not delay his work. His fingers moved on the keyboard like flying, and his slender fingers were like playing a piano, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Ye Lancheng, you can play the piano. An Zhisu looked at his hands and suddenly lost his temper. He just felt that the more he looked at them, the better they looked. They were really suitable for playing the piano.
No. Ye Lancheng threw out two words.
An Zhisu was shocked: How could you not play the piano?
Why should I know how to play the piano? Ye Lancheng looked straight at the computer screen and asked calmly. Isn't piano learning a compulsory course for wealthy disciples like you when they were young? An Zhisu wondered, which young master from a wealthy family on TV can't play?
Piano? Not to mention piano, violin, cello, and all kinds of musical instruments, they are all good at everything.