Seven-day private pet: She dumped the CEO

61 This boss is unusual

Spring is the season of hope, the season of sowing.Sow the seeds of hope, and there will be a harvest in autumn.

On the streets of Paris, with a bag on his shoulders, a well-fitting professional attire, and exquisite makeup.

This is the first day of Song Jiujiu's new start, two years later she stepped into her career again.

This is a company located in the golden section of the CBD, in a skyscraper full of tall buildings.

French Sima Design Co., Ltd. was established five years ago, and the boss is a young Chinese.

Jason Yang, a mixed-race, 35-year-old unmarried, young and promising, graduated from the most famous design school in Paris. His works in the past five years include Paris Paradise Holiday Hotel, Alisa Manor, Leisure Square and so on.He has won numerous awards and is well-known in the design industry.

As early as Jason Yang's student days, his talent emerged.The castle refurbishment plan designed by him personally won the prize among a bunch of plans and won the prize.

Brilliant, romantic by nature are the media people's evaluation of him.

Song Jiujiu was indeed surprised after seeing him in person.

With perfectly sculpted three-dimensional facial features and an aristocratic and elegant temperament, this mixed-race boss is unusual.

A man's IQ is generally inversely proportional to his appearance, right?What happened to modern people, the situation is reversed.The rich get richer and the poor get poorer.

A good-looking man is not only good-looking but also talented, hey!Another favorite of God!

"You are Song Jiujiu?" The man proudly held his chin and looked at him.

Song Jiujiu replied cautiously: "Yes, the boss is very glad to meet you."

After speaking, she politely reached out her hand to shake hands, but unfortunately her politeness was ignored, the other party had no intention of shaking hands at all, and the awkward hand hung in the air on her chest.

Song Jiujiu blushed and retracted his hand.

Jason Yang said slowly: "The work you prepared during the interview last time was good, which is why I like you. Let me believe that you are capable, and I hope you won't let me down in the future."

"Thank you boss, I will work hard."

"Okay, go out, Vivian will guide you to familiarize yourself with the company." Song Jiujiu walked out of the office politely.

After she left, a look of disdain appeared on Jason Yang's handsome face.

Overbearing, actually want to shake his hand?He is notoriously a clean freak.

If you are careful, you should be able to find his desk, his computer, everything is spotless and shiny from the moment he enters the door.

The thing he hates the most in this world is dust. The ubiquitous guys, flying wantonly in the sun, are annoying at first sight.

On a sunny day, Song Jiujiu took Ozawa to Xiaowai for a play.

In the field in spring, spring flowers are blooming and green grass is everywhere. Song Jiujiu holds Ozawa in his arms and looks happily at the kite flying in the sky.

A kite is a contradictory entity.

If it is compared to a person wandering outside, it is both free and not free.

See how it dances freely in the sky, go wherever you want, with a flying attitude.

But the fetters in my heart are like that thread, which is faintly visible when pulled and pulled, no matter how high or far it flies, it is always there.

Who is the kite in who's heart?Whose kite am I?Thoughts were flying.

"It's you? Why are you here?"

Hearing the voice, Song Jiujiu turned her head, only to find Jason Yang's handsome face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Boss?" Song Jiujiu was also surprised.

Jason Yang looked at the mother and child in front of him with surprised eyes.

"Is he your son?" Jason Yang said in a bad tone.

Song Jiujiu replied: "Yes."

"As far as I know, your application information should say that you are unmarried."

Song Jiujiu replied embarrassingly: "It is a fact that you are not married, but you get pregnant first before you are married."

Jason Yang almost lost his temper when he heard this, he has the face to say it!
Although he is a native Frenchman, his [-]/[-] Chinese descent and the import of his mother's precepts and deeds make him extremely conservative as a Frenchman.

Pregnant before marriage is his most taboo, and he is speechless when his employees are so honest.

Whether he is married or not is not what he considers employees, but ability is what he values.

It's just that she is listed as unmarried on her profile, but she is actually unmarried and pregnant without making it clear that she is suspected of avoiding the serious and taking the light of the light.

Jason Yang gave her a disdainful look: "Well, I'll go first." He shook his head and left.

On the small road in the suburbs of France, Song Jiujiu was walking on the country road with Ozawa in his arms, looking restless.

On both sides are lush green crops and well-proportioned small trees, but it's a pity that she doesn't have the heart to appreciate these.

She turned on the phone's navigation, and looked at it irritably, it's not right, is the navigation sick?

Well, the only one who is sick is herself, Song Jiujiu is obsessed with the road.

She regretted that she didn't come with Weng Liluo today. It was originally an appointment to come together, but Weng Liluo canceled the plan because of something.

But Song Jiujiu, who didn't want to miss the spring, decided to take Ozawa into nature.

So early in the morning, she came by bus with her backpack and Ozawa on her back.

Originally, she wanted to say that luckily she brought Ozawa here today and had a great time.

Now she wants to take back this sentence, the bus that came here in the morning will be gone at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Missing her rushing back, she had to find another way to go back.

A well-meaning person told her that there was a bus terminal in front of her, and there was a bus back to the city.

Round and round, round and round, and now she is completely lost.

Right now, the country roads are sparsely populated, and there is no one to ask questions.

What made her suffer even more was that the arm holding Ozawa was sore and sore, as if it didn't feel like her own.

I really want to cry, well, let’s go for another 10 minutes, if I haven’t found it yet.She should call Bai Shuyan for help.

Just as she wanted to cry without tears, an open Koenigsegg sports car stopped.

Inside the car is the face of a handsome mixed-race Jason Yang.

"Are you still strolling around so late?"

Song Jiujiu smiled as if meeting a savior: "The boss is you? Great, I'm saved, I'm lost."

Jason Yang chuckled with contempt on his face: "Lost? I don't think the roads in my hometown are so difficult to find. The signs are clear and the roads are well-connected. Even so, people who can still get lost are probably considered talents." .”

Song Jiujiu smiled awkwardly: "I'm a road idiot, can you give me a ride? I've been running for an hour. My legs are sore and my arms are probably going to be disabled."

Jason Yang looked at Song Jiujiu, who was sweating profusely, with disheveled hair, and spoke weakly, and finally expressed kindness: "Come on."

"Thank you"

The black Koenigsegg sports car galloped on the small road, the dust behind it.

This noisy and distinctive sound, just like its expensive price, you can tell it's unusual once you hear it.

Missa Castle in Jason Young's France.

When the car stopped, an ancient elegant castle appeared in front of Song Jiujiu.

Note that this is not a fairy tale, this is not fantasy.

Song Jiujiu stared blankly in front of him, speechless.

After a long time, he said stupidly, "Boss, it's getting late, we should stop visiting, can you take us back to the city?"

"It's a rare two-day rest time, I don't have time to run back and forth. This is my home, you can stay here for one night, and we will go back to the city together tomorrow."

Song Jiujiu's mouth opened wide, and he asked in disbelief, "Your family? No way?"

Jason Yang parked the car and the gentleman opened the car door "please".

Song Jiujiu got out of the car with Ozawa in his arms, and followed behind anxiously.

The whole villa looks like a classical European-style castle from the outside, and it looks like a vicissitudes of history.

The decoration inside is in Baroque style, with luxurious ceilings and crystal lamps, expensive European sofas and furniture, similar to those in TV dramas.

"Jason, are you here?" A middle-aged woman with an Asian face stepped forward and hugged him warmly.

I saw her wearing a cheongsam, with a generous demeanor and elegant demeanor, she looked like a noble lady.

"Who are they? Why is there a child? Is it your son? Jason, you wouldn't give me such a big surprise, would you?" The woman closed her mouth happily, and came over to hug Ozawa.

"Hello, Auntie," Song Jiujiu greeted politely.

Jason Yang interrupted her fantasy coldly: "Don't tease my mother, she is just my subordinate, I met by accident just now, I invited her to come to our house to play. As for the child is her unmarried son , not your grandson, so please cut off your fantasy and return to normal."

After hearing his explanation, the lady complained disappointedly: "It's not all your fault. You are 35 years old and don't even have a girlfriend. Tell me the truth, are you gay? I seriously doubt it."

Jason Yang frowned and said speechlessly: "Mom, shut up, do you want to start a war? It's rare for me to come back. If you are not happy, I will leave now."

At this time, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes walked into the living room, holding a golf club in his hand: "It's coming again, everyone, please be quiet."

Then he kindly said to Song Jiujiu: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh. It's a pleasure to come to our house as a guest."

"Excuse me, uncle."

Half an hour later, the dinner in the castle began.

Flowers, delicious food, red wine, wine glasses, etc. are placed on the exquisite table.

Song Jiujiu sat holding Ozawa nervously, eating carefully.

The people at the table behaved elegantly and elegantly.

Everyone at the quiet table concentrated on eating the food in front of them, and occasionally had a few conversations.

Song Jiujiu watched Ozawa quietly while feeding him.

It may be that the food is delicious, or the environment is very comfortable. Ozawa ate happily and giggled happily.

"He's so cute!" Zheng Meiluo, Jason Yang's mother, couldn't help pinching his little face.

After the meal, in the living room, the men were reading books quietly.

The women were chatting and laughing, eating fruit and teasing Ozawa.

In less than a few hours, Ozawa successfully conquered Zheng Meiluo with his angelic appearance and laughter.

She hugged him intimately, and kissed Ozawa's face again and again: "Little angel, so cute."

The picture is harmonious and harmonious, very warm.

Jason Yang's father asked, "Jason, do you still insist on unmarriage like before?"

"There is no absolute about this. It depends on the situation. I may change my mind when I meet the right one."Jason Yang replied.

Hearing this, Jason's mother, Zheng Meiluo, hurriedly added fuel to the scene: "Really? That's great, hurry up and give me a cute grandson like Ozawa, I think the grandson will have a nervous breakdown."

"Mom, you are sick. You have a grandson's imaginary disease. If you want it so much, do you want me to buy a grandson to treat you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can the one you buy be the same as your own? Besides, is a child a commodity? At first glance, it sounds like someone who has never been a parent. A child is the heart and soul of parents. Ask Jiujiu, are you willing to sell it?"

Song Jiujiu seriously shook his head.

Pfft, Zheng Meiluo laughed out loud, and said cheerfully: "Look what scared you, I didn't really want to buy your Ozawa, I was just joking."

Song Jiujiu bowed his head in embarrassment and smiled.