After his hair was not blown dry, Ye Jiaqi fell asleep first.

Her fair and sweet face was covered with a light blush, like a peach blossom, graceful and beautiful.

Qiao Sinian has always been very patient with her. She blew her hair and covered her with a quilt.

After doing all this, he went to Qiao.

Meng Chen has returned to Qiao's family. A mature man will never bring his personal emotions to work. Meng Chen returns to his meticulous appearance when he works.

But sometimes I look up at the sofa and feel a little dazed.

He remembered that Xiao Zi liked to sit there, silently playing with her phone or fiddling with her SLR alone.

She is very interested in photography, but she is reluctant to buy photography equipment and doesn't know much about photography, so when she comes to him, she often likes to play with his SLR.

Several times, it almost broke.

Meng Chen didn't care, even though it was the SLR camera he cherished very much.

Shortly after Qiao Sinian arrived at Qiao's family, Rong Jincheng also arrived.

In the private conference room, Qiao Sinian, Meng Chen, Rong Jincheng and his assistant Feng Li talked privately about some contracts, plans and details of Qiao's transfer.

Qiao Sinian is calm and meticulous, Meng Chen is professional and rigorous, and both of them are mature enough to match their age.

Rong Jincheng was ten years younger than Qiao Sinian, and he looked a little cynical. After listening to them chatting for a while, Rong Jincheng felt a little sleepy.

He yawned: "I haven't taken a nap. I've been worrying about the handover these days, and I've lost weight all over the past few days. Last time I saw Qiao's massage room was very good. After the talks, can I go and enjoy it?"

"Finish the main thing first." Qiao Sinian said in a deep voice, his face was cold, and his eyes were full of sharpness and deepness.

Rong Jincheng was frightened by Qiao Sinian. This man was so frightening to be so arrogant.

"Okay, let's talk about it after the talk." Rong Jincheng's fingers gently tapped the tabletop.

Rong Jincheng leaned on the comfortable seat, but he rarely spoke. Although he graduated from Stanford Business School, his practical experience was not very good.

Most of the time, Feng Li was negotiating conditions with Meng Chen, so he squinted his eyes and bathed in the sun.

The lengthy and boring private meeting made Rong Jincheng drowsy.

He glanced at Qiao Sinian and Meng Chen. These two distorted, and they were actually in full spirit.

Rong Jincheng had no choice but to lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Qiao is in great spirits." Rong Jincheng looked at Qiao Sinian with a smile and yawned again, "Unlike us, we have to satisfy some little fairies every day and night, and they are almost exhausted. I envy you single men..."

Qiao Sinian raised his eyes and looked at the documents in his hand, without answering any irrelevant words from Rong Jincheng.

Rong Jincheng sighed: "I have become very weak recently, so I seem to have to pay more attention. I should learn more from Mr. Qiao. I heard that men who are pure and have few desires are more likely to live longer."

"But Mr. Qiao probably doesn't understand our troubles. Mr. Qiao was as old as me, probably never touched a woman."

Rong Jincheng ignored the meeting room and talked about the topics he wanted.

"Rong Jincheng, be careful, so as not to have no son in the future." Qiao Sinian glanced at him indifferently.

Rong Jincheng gave Qiao Sinian a blank look. Is it really worth pride to have a son?

Little brat, what's the point? It's so noisy.
Chapter completed!