Pocket: I have a reasonable suspicion that Jiang Gou bought the navy for himself, he is not worthy!

President Jiang: Compliment me, one suite at a time.

Chapter 11

Jiang Shu dropped these words and turned back to the elevator.

After waiting for a long time for the elevator, he stepped forward and stepped in, followed by three or two bosses, closing the door and going upstairs first.

The high-level people who stayed in place looked at each other, unable to figure out the meaning of the words of the Lord of Hell, so they could only do as they were.

Wen Ning didn't have time to react, so she was driven to the shelves, and several secretaries surrounded her to instill design ideas and creative concepts.

The logistics manager was alert, and although Wen Ning apologized in person, if he couldn't smooth Jiang Shu's temper, he would also have to be involved if he was to blame for the incident.

He repeatedly thought about Jiang Shu's reaction when he saw Wen Ning, and guessed that President Jiang would be interested in this temporary worker.

He immediately sent someone to find a set of clothes, and asked the female secretary to push and quickly Wen Ning to put it on.

Wen Ning had almost no room for rejection, and when she changed clothes and came out, her expression was very unnatural.

The manager didn't dare to delay for a second, and dragged the man upstairs.

On Jiang Shu's side, several bosses led him to the leisure area for a while. When the group came to the front of the general suite, the manager had waited with Wen Ning for a long time.

However, when Jiang Shu saw what she was wearing, his face darkened.

The girl took off the long-sleeved dark blue overalls that she had just done cleaning, and replaced it with a light gray bag|hip uniform skirt.

The skirt is short and tight, and the white shirt on the upper body is thin and slightly transparent. Although Wen Ning is petite, it still fits seamlessly, perfectly delineating the concave | convex of the figure, and three buttons are opened on the chest.

Jiang Shu looked down at her from a high place and looked at her from his point of view. The place that he liked to master the most in the past many nights was now looming.

The man grinded his back molars, and his eyes became more sinister.

It is an unwritten etiquette rule in the industry, no matter who it is, putting on the prepared shoe covers before entering the general set, but for a person like Jiang Shu, even if he wants to dismantle this place, it is only a sentence of effort, the so-called etiquette Rules don't count in front of him.

However, the man stayed by the door for a long time without saying a word, and the manager nervously pushed Wen Ning, who was standing still, with his elbow: "Quickly squat down and help President Jiang change the shoe covers, do you understand! "

Jiang Shu tilted his head to look at the right hand that had touched Wen Ning in dissatisfaction, and wanted to unscrew it immediately.

Wen Ningyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up carefully at this familiar and unfamiliar man, with a hint of embarrassment on her expression, and then showed a well-behaved smile, bowed her head obediently in front of him, and squatted down slowly.

It was obviously two people who hugged each other on the same bed at night, but whether at home or outside, in public and private, she always played the role of pleasing him and pleasing him.

Just the next second, Jiang Shu grabbed her wrist and didn't allow her to be low and small, his eyes swept over the attentive manager behind him with contempt and oppression, he pulled the person to his side possessively, and took off his suit at will. The coat was wrapped around her, blocking the place that only he could see, and led the person into the overall cover lazily.

The mighty group behind them didn't dare to follow too closely, they kept a long distance sensible, and after exchanging glances, they began to worry that Wen Ning was inexperienced and could not speak, which attracted the attention of the prince, but was incompetent. Coax people.

Just when all the high-level executives were worried, they heard President Jiang's voice not far away and began to ask questions.

However, each sentence has nothing to do with the previous question of temporarily letting Wen Ning prepare.

Jiang Shu: "What do you think of this design?"

Wen Ning was a little restrained, but she also knew that she should say to the good: "It's very, very good."

"Do you like this style?" Jiang Shu chuckled softly, holding her, holding the soft fingers in his big hands and kneading them. It was a familiar feeling.

Wen Ning didn't care whether she liked it or not, she nodded hurriedly.

"But this style doesn't match the style of Yuganwan." Jiang Shu said lightly.

This project focuses on simplicity and warmth, with European-style luxury in Yuganwan, the color system is cold, and the domineering is a bit too domineering, which really does not match.

A group of high-level eavesdroppers behind them thought that Wen Ning had answered the wrong question and made the prince unhappy.

Not to mention the people around who saw Jiang Shu for the first time, even Wen Ning, the wife who had been with him and lived together day and night, had a hard time guessing his mind.

The little girl was silent for a while, her heart was pounding likewise, she looked up at him cautiously, clasped her palm nervously and habitually, but happened to hold his big hand tightly.

Jiang Shu glanced down at the hands that the two were clasping, and curled his lips slightly: "If you like it, there is an apartment near my company for resting feet that hasn't been installed yet, so do it according to your preference."

Wen Ning felt sour for no reason. How many homes did he have outside? She, as a wife, didn't know anything about it. Since she was married for so long, it seemed that she had never entered his world.

"I've never been there." There was a bit of grievance in her tone.

It can be heard in Jiang Shu's ears, inexplicably infected with a faint hint of coquettishness.

The man chuckled softly and said in a gentle tone, "I'll take you there for two nights next time."

This really sounds like the intention of planning to hide the beauty in the golden house.

Wen Ning's breathing stagnated and her heartbeat missed a few beats. A casual promise from a man could make her small grievances disappear in an instant.

It was probably when met him when was eight years old that kept him firmly in heart. After more than ten years of expectation, all the losses and grievances became so coaxing.

The little girl was led by him obediently and walked inside. The two walked slowly and leisurely. Jiang Shu occasionally asked a few questions, and she answered softly. The atmosphere seemed to be like an ordinary young couple, warm and comfortable. .

The two walked to the window, Jiang Shu casually rolled up a corner of the curtain cloth, and his tone was as casual as he was choosing something for the apartment: "What color do you like for the curtains?"

"Yellow?"