Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

Proor City, south of the city, the Han family.

"Old Han, for your birthday party, I specially changed the plane to tomorrow."

"Mr. Han's work is over? It's hard to hold a birthday party with great fanfare. I hope I'm not late."

"This is Jiaxin. She's grown up in a flash. Do you have a boyfriend? I'm starting a business recently. It's not bad. If you have any difficulties, just come and find uncle!"

"Thank you, Uncle." Han Jiaxin walked among the guests in an elegant long dress with exquisite makeup.

Turning around, she glanced at her dad who was chatting with her old friend, took the opportunity to find a place to sit down, took out her cell phone and made a call.

The bell rang for a long time before answering: "What's the matter?"

The voice was a little deserted, and a little tired.

"Ku Nan, have you forgotten what else to do today?" Han Jiaxin looked around and lowered her voice.

"I'm still in a meeting, hang up first."

The sound of hanging up came from the receiver, Han Jiaxin glanced at her father not far away, and sighed silently.

The old father finally wanted to hold a birthday party, but the person he most wanted to come didn't show up. How sad the old father would be if he knew.

At this time, there was a loud noise at the door, Han Jiaxin was stunned when she saw who was coming, and quickly got up to drag Han Qizheng out of the crowd.

"What's the matter, what's the matter..." Before he finished speaking, Han Qizheng was also taken aback.

Two people came in side by side at the door. The man on the left was older, with a slightly thinner head and a fatter body. The man on the right was also in a suit and leather shoes, and he walked with a sense of elegance.The expressions of the two people are exactly the same indifferent, and their facial features are somewhat similar.

Han Qizheng was stunned for a few seconds, and soon showed a smile like a spring breeze: "Hahaha... I said who caused such a big battle, it turned out to be Mr. Yang, who was at a loss and was at a loss."

"The company is delayed by something, I hope Mr. Han doesn't mind." Father Yang showed the same smile, and pointed to Yang Shen beside him, "This is..."

"Uncle Han, we meet again." Before finishing speaking, Yang Shen stretched out his hand.

The corners of Han Qizheng's eyes twitched, but he still shook hands with him. Father Yang was a little surprised: "You guys know each other?"

"Coincidence is also fate." Han Qizheng smiled, and Yang's father nodded slightly: "This brat never mentioned it to me, it really made Mr. Han laugh."

Han Qizheng said he was fine, but looked at Yang Shen meaningfully.

Since they were all Chinese, he still sent an invitation letter to Yang Zhenxiong, but two people came.

"I hope Uncle Han doesn't mind." Yang Shen smiled slightly, speaking in exactly the same tone as Father Yang.

This was the first time the two met on a formal occasion. On the surface, they were friendly, but they were secretly competing with each other while holding hands.

"Uncle Yang." At this time, Han Jiaxin came over with a sweet smile, "Brother Yang Shen, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Yang Shen nodded slightly, while Yang Zhenxiong looked up and down, and his smile deepened: "It's Jiaxin, I heard that you have done a good job recently, and your father is now considered a successor."

It made people uncomfortable to hear this, but Han Jiaxin still smiled like a flower: "I just didn't want to be called Han Qizheng's daughter, so I came out to do things on my own." After a pause, she glanced at Yang Shen, "How is Brother Yang Shen recently?" ?”

"It's not bad." The latter still had a calm expression on his face. He didn't linger on Han Jiaxin, and looked directly at Han Qizheng. "The last time I saw Uncle Han, I was also Ling Qianjin's age."

"Hahahaha——" Han Qizheng laughed, "I haven't seen you for so long, and I'm getting better at joking. After talking for so long, let's go in and sit down. There are many acquaintances inside."

Yang Zhenxiong said yes, and they went in while talking, and sure enough, there were many familiar faces. Seeing the three men smiling, Han Jiaxin silently chose to stay away.

When she came to the place where she sat at first, Han Jiaxin called Jiang Kenan again, but the busy signal was displayed.

It will be over in another hour. Why is she still not here? Han Jiaxin was a little anxious and sent a text message.

On the other side, Han Qizheng greeted a few old friends who were leaving, and sat at the table to rest. At this moment, a figure came and sat down. It was Yang Shen.

"A toast to Uncle Han." The man raised the wine glass in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "I thought Uncle Han's birthday party would be cancelled, but unexpectedly it will be held."

Han Qizheng took a sip of his drink: "I'm old and like to be lively."

Starting to talk about age again, Yang Shen looked around and said, "Mr. Jiang didn't come, why didn't she come? She should have received the invitation letter."

"You, Aunt Nan, are busy and have already left."

Yang Shen: "???"

Feeling his unbelievable gaze, Han Qizheng became much calmer, pretending to be surprised and said: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Because he had never seen such a brazen person.

Yang Shen opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he could only take a sip of wine sullenly, got up and left.

Seeing his leaving back, Han Qizheng raised his eyebrows teasingly, fighting with him, still tender.

Since the birthday party started late and in the evening, it ended early, and everyone was a big handjob every day. Before ten o'clock, the living room was already empty.

After seeing off the last guest, Han Qi was standing at the door looking at the dark scene in the distance, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Seeing her father like this, Han Jiaxin sighed in her heart: "Dad, go back."

The man responded in a low voice, turned his head and returned to the living room calmly, but Han Jiaxin could see the heaviness of his back.

The living room instantly became deserted. Han Qizheng walked towards the sofa without looking at him. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Han Qizheng turned his head subconsciously, and was about to go, when Han Jiaxin went to open the door first: "I'll go."

As soon as the door was opened, it was the last guest who left, saying that something had been left behind.

Han Qizheng froze in place when he was about to go there, and he didn't come back to his senses until the guest took his things and left.

That person really didn't come.

……

"Boss Jiang, this is the last plan."

"Okay, it's so late, you go back first."

Jiang Kenan rubbed his temples while opening the plan, and the assistant beside him couldn't help but said, "Mr. Jiang, you've been sitting here for a whole day, go to rest early."

"Well, I know, you go back first."

Seeing this, the assistant hesitated again and again, and said, "Otherwise, I'll buy you a supper."

"Not hungry, you go back."

The assistant sighed slightly, turned and left.

The huge office was quiet, only the sound of pages turning from time to time. After a while, Jiang Kenan closed the planning case, typed a few times on the keyboard, and then leaned heavily on the seat.

Finally got it.

Turning the head, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night sky is dotted with stars, the city is bustling with traffic, and there is a different atmosphere.

However, Jiang Kenan had already seen too much of the night in Proor City. She moved her body to get a glass of water, but found that there was no water.

"I should have told her to leave later." Jiang Kenan exhaled softly, turned around and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his beautiful eyes reflected the dim lights, but his eyes were calm.

After a while, she looked back and saw the blue file box reflected on the glass. Jiang Kenan went straight to open it, checked the documents inside, and confirmed that they were correct. She picked up the bag beside her and left the office.

In the dark, a red car is driving on the road.

While waiting for the red light, Jiang Kenan took out his mobile phone and found the note [Han] in the address book, stared at it for a few seconds, and put it back.

They were supposed to attend Han Qizheng's birthday party, but who knew that there were so many things going on all of a sudden, and they were delayed for so long.

I don't know if the banquet is over.

Half an hour later, the red car stopped at the intersection in front of Han's house. The invitation letter was not found, and Jiang Kenan didn't think much about it, and walked forward with his things covered in the night.

The dim light illuminated the surroundings, Jiang Kenan suddenly stopped and took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and stopped in place for a few seconds before she lifted her foot and walked forward.

When he got outside the Han's house, Jiang Kenan subconsciously stopped when he saw that the upstairs was brightly lit, but there was no sound.

It seems that it's over, she hasn't gone, I don't know if that guy will think too much.

Thinking of something, Jiang Kenan curled his lips and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

The screen on the right didn't light up, Jiang Kenan raised his eyebrows, did he fall asleep?
Not long after, footsteps sounded, and it was Han Jiaxin who opened the door, with a tired face and a long skirt.

Seeing her, Han Jiaxin's eyes lit up: "Ku Nan, you're finally here."

"What's the matter, is something wrong?"

"No, you go in and have a look."

There are still balloons arranged by Han Jiaxin hanging in the courtyard. Jiang Kenan glanced around, walked towards the hall, opened the door and entered, and saw a large and empty living room with dining tables, all kinds of wine and pastries, if it was not obvious The number was wrong, Jiang Kenan almost thought that the banquet hadn't started yet.

"Where's Han Qizheng?"

"My dad should be on the second floor. I still have something to do, but Aunt Nan, go up and see him."

Hearing this, Jiang Kenan nodded without thinking too much, and went straight upstairs.

Speaking of which, she rarely came to the second floor, but Han Jiaxin even decorated it here.

As soon as Jiang Kenan arrived at the stairs, Han Qizheng came out from a door not far away. The man was wearing dark blue pajamas and slippers, holding a glass of water in one hand and wiping his hair with a towel in the other.

Seeing Jiang Kenan, Han Qizheng also froze in place: "You..." Halfway through speaking, he looked down at himself, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "That girl Jiaxin insisted that I come up and tidy up."

Originally, he tidied up well just to show someone, but when he didn't come, he was pushed by his daughter to wash up.

Who knew that just after washing, someone came, and he hadn't cleaned it up yet.

Jiang Kenan smiled indifferently: "Let's find a place to sit."

The man quickly responded and took her to the study room. In front of the spacious sofa was a large floor-to-ceiling window, which happened to be able to see the dark night, which was a little more quiet than only seeing the busy traffic.

"It's so late, let's have a glass of milk." Han Qizheng went out and came back with an extra glass of milk and a document in his hand.

Jiang Kenan raised his eyebrows: "What kind of document is this?"

"Don't worry, it's not a contract." Han Qizheng smiled and handed it over directly, "The agreement that Merlin specially ordered to hand over to you."

Jiang Kenan took it over and took a look. It turned out that it was the introduction of several new products that Merrill was about to release. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "So fast?"