Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

"That's good."

Jiang Nuantang nodded, then changed the subject, and then said:

"It's getting late, you have a good rest. If you need anything, let me know."

When Wu Erwen heard this, his eyes were mostly red again, and his chest was filled with all kinds of complicated emotions that he couldn't express in words, and he didn't know how to repay the kindness of knowing and appreciating him for pulling him out of the mud and driving away the haze.

I can only make up my mind to study the script even harder in the future, thoroughly understand the script, and shock everyone with this movie.

Jiang Nuantang didn't know what Wu Erwen thought specifically. After confirming that there were no omissions in Wu Erwen's arrangements, she relieved another heavy burden.

The mood is also quite relaxed.

What followed was the tiredness that she had deliberately ignored after running around for a day.

Back in the office, Jiang Nuantang sat back in his chair, intending to take a rest, but unexpectedly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt that everything was quiet.

The lights outside were turned off, leaving only the lamps in the hallway.

Meng Qian was not at her work station either. Her desk was neatly tidied and she seemed to have finished get off work.

This has never happened before.

As her assistant, Meng Qian not only waited for her to wake up naturally, but also informed her before leaving.

Jiang Nuantang raised his hand to hold his forehead, wondering if he was still asleep.

But this scene is too real.

The only thing that shouldn't have appeared was a man's suit jacket that slid down as she raised her hand.

If your guess is correct, it should have been covered on her before that.

Jiang Nuantang frowned slightly, not understanding the situation at the moment, when he heard a sentence coming from the side:

"wake up?"

The deep, mellow voice is magnetic and familiar.

Jiang Nuantang was stunned for a moment, finally recovered, found his voice and asked:

"How did you come?"

He paused immediately and then added:

"Are you done with the company's affairs?"

Just like Jiang Nuantang was busy when he returned to the company, the Shaw Group has been without Shao Zhanlin in charge for so long. Even if Mr. Shao is there to stabilize it, it looks step-by-step and orderly on the surface, but there must be people underneath. He didn't dare to make a rash decision, and he had to leave the matter to be discussed and discussed until he came back to make a decision in person.

So Jiang Nuantang didn't expect that he would break away from his busy schedule and come here so quickly, without waking her up from her sleep, and just watch her sleep quietly?

This really surprised Jiang Nuantang.

Shao Zhanlin, who was originally standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned and walked towards her, saying as he walked:

"No. But who made me the boss?"

This is really...

Impeccable grounds.

For a moment, Jiang Nuantang was speechless and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Shao Zhanlin simply didn't expect her to say anything constructive.

He walked up to her, squatted down, and his eyes were level with hers, but he pursed his thin lips tightly and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Nuantang felt a little guilty when he saw him, and couldn't help but make amends for herself:

"It's just that Qiu Ri snoozed a little bit."

As he said that, Jiang Nuantang looked away with a slight guilt.

She knew that what Shao Zhanlin hated most was that she didn't care about her body.

But doing these things is what she likes. She doesn't feel tired, but she can't compete with the tiredness of her body.

Shao Zhanlin stopped her turning her head, stretched out his hand to tuck the hair hanging down by her cheeks behind her ears, and then spoke.

"There is always endless work. If you are too busy, let Mu Yunqian's people take care of it. You don't have to do everything yourself."