Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"I'm the head of the R&D department!" Even if Jiang Jian is a laborer, he is not easy to be replaced, and he is not afraid of being fired by the boss!
"Double salary!" The defending champion offered the condition.

"I'm the minister!" Jiang Jian sneered.

"Three times the salary." The defending champion doubled again.

"Am I an ordinary person? Do you care about your salary?" Jiang Jian said lightly.

"Ten times the salary." The defending champion was calmer than him.

"How many discs do you want? Or should I just buy them?" Jiang Jian didn't make a transition, and said in a normal way, as if he had just shouted that he was the head of the R&D department, and he was not an ordinary person.

"Pick what's useful and buy more," Wei Mian said.

Jiang Jian made an OK gesture.

Jiang Jian's current monthly salary is 50. If it is ten times higher, it will be [-] a month.

Jiang Jian was very happy to make this trip.

Jiang Jian went to buy discs for Wei Mian. For the sake of such a high salary, he wanted to serve snacks and pick and choose. He was also a responsible person.

Defending the title was in Jiang Jian. After leaving, he called the financial phone number and informed them that the salary of the head of the R&D department would be increased by ten times in a single day today.

Confused about the financial affairs, after answering the phone, I went to Li Chongyang to ask for instructions.

"Follow what Director Wei said." Li Chongyang said.

Li Chongyang guessed that Jiang Jian had made some breakthroughs in the R&D department, and the defending title rewarded him.

As for what Secretary Chang said about putting a set of home appliances in the chairman's office, Li Chongyang would not object.

Qimao's home appliances were originally made by Defending, and Defending now puts home appliances in the office, maybe doing research nearby to upgrade existing home appliances.

It didn't take long for Secretary Chang to have the appliances moved into the chairman's office, and Jiang Jian struggled into the chairman's office with a big cardboard box in his arms.

"It's full of discs, and I bought them all." Jiang Jian generously refused to allow the defending champion to be reimbursed.

"The next time you eat eggs, just share one with me." Jiang Jian was still worried about Wei Mian's behavior of not giving him an egg.

"..." When defending the egg, he felt a little physiologically nauseated.

"You've done a good job. Go back and work hard. With you in the R&D department, I can rest assured." Wei Mian praised.

Jiang Jian was in a good mood. When he was in Lab 101, the defending champion never praised him.

Jiang Jian had a normal expression on his face, and when he left the office, the corners of his mouth immediately grinned.

Wei Mian opened the cardboard box that Jiang Jian brought over, picked a random disc from it, and looked at it.

After watching it for half an hour, I realized that I had only watched a third of it, which is too much time wasting!
Defending the crown changed the double speed to acceleration with an extremely serious face. He didn't need to look at his feelings, he only needed to find the information he needed.

One afternoon, Wei Mian sat watching a DVD and saw that he was off work.

"..." Wei Mian pinched the center of his brows, he was more tired than he had been in the laboratory for a few days.

Jiang Jian came over at this time, and Wei Mian gave him the plan he wrote while watching the disc.

"Filters? Chat software? Share daily photos?" Jiang Jian knows about chat software, and it exists abroad.

"What does the filter do?" Jiang Jian asked.

"Beautify things in photos, make food look more palatable," said Defender.

"Why do you make such a simple thing?" Jiang Jian despises this kind of pediatrics and thinks it is unnecessary.

"You can make simple things complicated, and use your brain more, I believe you can." The defending champion encouraged.

"..." Jiang Jian really did this, even though he didn't feel it.

"I'm leaving get off work. You'd better work overtime today to be worthy of your salary!" Wei Mian patted Jiang Jian on the shoulder and said.

Jiang Jian: "..."

The face of a capitalist!
Jiang Jian, who was forced to work overtime, had to go back to the R&D department. Fortunately, the company can eat in the cafeteria for dinner and supper at night.

On the way Wei Mian went to pick up Lin Zhiyun, the car broke down and it would not be repaired in a while, so he could only call Secretary Chang and ask him to find someone to tow the car for him.

Wei Mian waited on the side of the road, planning to take a taxi to the hospital.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the twilight enveloped the city slowly and calmly, spreading among the crowd.

Despite the cold weather, there were plenty of cyclists on the streets.

There are already several cyclists passing by before defending the title.

He remembered a movie he had watched in the afternoon, and it was not very clear what was the reason for his speeding up. The male protagonist was riding a bicycle, and the female protagonist was behind him. Happy, the sweet atmosphere made the defending champion look a few more times.

Wei Mian inquired about the bicycle shop, and after a while, he pushed a bicycle out.

Fortunately, he had learned to ride a bicycle because of Lin Zhiyun.

When the defending champion rode his bicycle, the cold wind kept pouring into his body with the winter chill.

Even with gloves on, it was too cold, and my knees were also cold, so I didn't feel very good.

Lin Zhiyun was more than half an hour overtime when she got off work, which was already normal for her, and she also took advantage of the opportunity to go to the bathroom to send a text message to Wei Mian in advance, asking him to wait in the car for a while.

"Is your fiancé coming to pick you up again today?" Qing Xiacha laughed when she saw Lin Zhiyun leaving get off work happily.

Lin Zhiyun hummed, and couldn't wait to go to the dressing room to change.

"Xiao Lin's fiancé is really kind to her." Qing Xiaocha said enviously.

"Have Xiaolin and her fiancé known each other for a long time? Are they childhood sweethearts?" Qing Xiaocha asked Shen Xiangnan on the side.

"No." Mu Chuan said.

"Don't talk about these irrelevant things during working hours." Janet said.

Qing Xiaocha's face turned red, she didn't dare to say any more, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Lin Zhiyun had already left the hospital, and saw the defending champion under the streetlight in the parking lot at a glance, and a bicycle was leaning against the streetlight.

Lin Zhiyun didn't see the familiar car, "You came here by bike?"

"The car broke down, and it won't be repaired in a while, so I bought a bicycle." Wei Mian said.

Lin Zhiyun was a little annoyed, and worried: "Aren't you cold?"

"Have you ever ridden a bike in winter?" asked the defending champion.

Lin Zhiyun was taken aback by his question, "I have ridden before. I used to ride every morning and evening when I was in junior high school."

Defending smiled, "I'm not as fragile as you think."

Defending arranged her scarf, covering her mouth and nose, and then took off the gloves for her to wear.

"Let's go!" Wei Mian patted the back seat of the bicycle, "Get in the car!"

"You want to ride a bike, you wear gloves!" Lin Zhiyun hurriedly grabbed his hand, and put the gloves on for him without saying a word.

"I can put my hands here!" Lin Zhiyun sat on the back of the bicycle, then put her hands around his waist, and inserted them into his clothes. It was warm, not much better than those rough gloves?
The defending champion was a little stiff, but after he stabilized his mood, he started to ride.

"Are you cold?" Lin Zhiyun shrank behind Wei Mian's back, her face was pressed tightly against Wei Mian's back, her hands hugged his thin waist tightly, she was not cold anymore, but she was worried that Wei Mian would be cold.

"Not cold." Hot!The defending champion's face was always hot, and his back was also hot. He had already walked around the door of the house, and he would go back later.

During the second lap, Lin Zhiyun: "..."