Mrs. Night is super sweet

Chu Xia's phone rang, it was a message.

Everyone started to eat, and a few male students prepared to drink to Fang Jian later.

She picked up the phone, and it was Ye Siming who sent it.

'Is the wedding lively? '

It's not easy for a busy man like him to remember the wedding and even send a special message.

Chu Xia took a picture of the bride and groom toasting and sent it to him to edit the text.

'Ye Siming, you owe me such a wedding. '

She hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the send button.

At this moment, the meeting room of Ye's Group.

The senior executives of various departments were making work reports, and Ye Siming was sitting in the main seat, but the president, who usually listened carefully to the reports, was holding a mobile phone and frowning, as if in a daze?
A department executive looked at him after reporting, but he didn't respond.

Secretary Su Ren rushed over and whispered, "Nightclub?"

Ye Siming raised his eyes calmly, his eyes were clear, calm and calm, as if he had been listening carefully to the lecture just now, and he didn't play with his mobile phone at all.

The slender fingertips tapped on the table lightly, and each tap seemed to hit everyone's hearts directly.

The executive who was stared at by him was dripping with cold sweat and panicked.

His face turned pale little by little, and he couldn't help but took out his handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Siming spoke in a calm voice.

"If the performance of your department can't improve by 10% in the next quarter, you don't have to come to work in the company anymore."

The man's face turned pale, and he stammered his answer while wiping his cold sweat.

"Yes, it's me. I see."

You thought your boss was playing with his mobile phone, but in fact he is, but he has engraved every word of what you said into his mind, otherwise why would he work overtime every day for so long!
Before these so-called high-level executives reported, Ye Siming had already skimmed the content in advance, and he didn't even need a manuscript, and he had already memorized it in his mind.

He raised his hand to signal the next one to continue.

The other high-level executives who secretly despised Ye Siming for playing with mobile phones just now will all be cautious, hold their breath, and carefully look at the information in their hands, for fear that Ye Siming will notice something later, and he will be the one who suffers.

They thought at first that a boss like Ye Siming, who only allowed state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps, was really annoying, but this would slap everyone in the face, and they were all overwhelmed with admiration.

After all, people can use one mind at two times, and they can memorize every piece of information in their hands in advance. These two skills alone are impossible for everyone here.

They were nervous and scared, how could they meet such a perverted boss!

Ye Siming continued to stare at the phone, tapping his fingers on the screen quickly.

'Find a time and make up for it. 'Bigger and grander than this.

Chu Xia was enjoying her meal. She thought Ye Siming would not come back, and originally wanted to withdraw it, but in the end she thought it would be fine if she saw it, so she left it alone.

She ate her food, turned on her phone, and saw such a message.

She was a little dazed for a moment, did Ye Siming mean to hold a make-up wedding with her?

But the reason why they got married was that Ye's parents urged them to marry, and she was pregnant with Ye Chen. At that time, Ye Siming also made it clear that they were only a contractual marriage, not a real couple, and they couldn't just say they were in love with each other.

So even if she asked last time, he didn't answer her.

Since it is fake, why do you want to make up the wedding?Is it because she said this today, which made him feel ashamed?

She wanted to ask clearly, and she was about to say something, but Fang Jian and Gao Wenwen had already walked over to them with wine glasses, so she could only put down her phone and stand up with wine glasses.

Fang Jian: "Thank you very much for coming to drink this glass of wedding wine with me and Gao Wenwen today. I didn't expect that it has been so long since I graduated, and everyone still remembers me as the monitor of high school, and they all give me face to drink my glass of wedding wine."

Fang Jian was really a little excited today, and his eyes were red as he spoke.

The other three boys in their dormitory patted him.

"Squad leader, what is this for?"

"That's right, why are you always so emotional on this big day!"

Fang Jian took a deep breath, suppressed his emotion, and stared at the two of them.

"What do you know, this is happiness, this is excitement, please hurry up and order, I'm still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

"Haha~ It's easy to say, come on, let's all toast the monitor!"

After the toast, someone asked Gao Wenwen to drink too, and even took her cup and sniffed it.

"It's not wine, it's water, how can you do this!"

Gao Wenwen blushed suddenly, and someone started booing.

Fang Jian was eager to protect his wife: "What do you bastards know? She has it, so she can't drink!"

It was only then that the crowd came to their senses, and then they laughed loudly, pushing Fang Jian again.

"Okay, monitor, double happiness, getting married and becoming a father."

"That's why I told you to hurry up, and you are too old."

"The flowers in that class can't drink. You can drink it for the class leader. No matter what, you have to drink three cups."

Gao Wenwen was a little worried, but Fang Jian didn't care.

"It's okay, just three glasses of wine~"

Three glasses of wine is fine, but Fang Jian has to toast others next time.

Fang Jian's alcohol capacity is not bad, even if he drank three glasses in one breath, he didn't think it was a big deal.

After drinking three glasses, he poured the glass back.

"Hey, look clearly, I'm done drinking!"

"Squad leader is proud, I won't drink you today, let's drink again tomorrow."

Fang Jian pointed at him: "That's what you said, you won't come back if you don't get drunk. Everyone eat and drink well, I'll go over there to toast."

After respecting their table, Fang Jian and the others turned to another table.

Sure enough, there was a big star singing on stage. Chu Xia took a closer look, and it seemed that he was an artist from Wang Yu's company. He was really popular and had many fans recently.

Just as Chu Xia was about to pick up the phone, she felt a black shadow above her head. When she raised her head and met her cold eyes, she felt an ominous premonition. Steaming squid on a hot plate.

"what!"

The hot oil splashed on Jia Miaomiao's body, causing her to cry out in pain, and jumped back to the side.

The tall man was obviously taken aback. He obviously didn't expect Chu Xia to retreat there so quickly, but the shock was only for a short moment. The man's eyes suddenly became fierce, and before everyone could react, With his long arms, he directly pulled Chu Xia's body and hugged her to his chest.

Just as Chu Xia was about to move, a sharp dagger was pressed against her neck, and a man's deep voice rang in her ears.

"Be sensible and don't move!"

The noise here immediately attracted crowds of onlookers.

"Oh! How could there be a kidnapper coming in to hijack him!"

"Isn't this a plot that only exists in TV dramas!"

Chu Xia took a visual inspection of this man, at least 1.9 meters tall, and he was very strong. He weighed no less than 200 kilograms. His muscles were very strong, but he was not that kind of puffy. It looked like he had been exercising in normal times. , she was not confident that she could subdue him in one move.

She could only stay still: "Who are you?"