The husband who got married in a flash marriage is actually a billionaire CEO

Ji Jingsheng has not yet decided whether to go back to his old home on the weekend.

At the beginning of a new week, he and Chen Anan started busy work again.

On Monday morning, Ji Jingsheng finished breakfast and was about to go out, when Chen Anan called him.

"Wait a minute, take this with you." Chen Anan ran out of the kitchen and stuffed an insulated lunch box into Ji Jingsheng's hand.

"This is..." Ji Jingsheng held the lunch box in his hand, neither picking it up nor returning it.

"I didn't finish the food last night and threw it away. You can take it to the company for lunch."

Ji Jingsheng: "..."

This woman is too frugal, but he never eats overnight food.

"I don't want it, you can take it to eat." Ji Jingsheng said, preparing to return the lunch box.

"It's okay, you're welcome, I still have it over there."

Chen Anan thought Ji Jingsheng was embarrassed, pushed the lunch box back, and then turned back to the kitchen.

Ji Jingsheng glanced at the lunch box in his hand and frowned slightly. Considering that it was getting late, he didn't put the lunch box in and went straight to work.

This has undoubtedly become the biggest topic in the secretary room today. Everyone feels incredible when they see their president coming to work carrying an insulated lunch box.

However, Ji Jingsheng did not eat the lunch prepared by Chen Anan in the office at noon. He was too busy. He made an appointment with someone to eat and discuss business at noon, so he ate outside.

The lunch meal took a lot of time and he drank a little wine. When he returned to the company, the man felt a little sick in his stomach and lay down on the sofa.

He was originally in good health, but in Grandma Ji's words, his stomach was constantly troubled by him.

After taking over the Ji family's business, Ji Jingsheng was so complacent that he often forgot to eat when he was busy.In addition, he usually socializes, so although he won't drink too much, it is also harmful to his stomach.

After lying down for a while, the man originally wanted to relax a little and continue working, but he found that the stomach pain was a bit serious, and because he drank and didn't eat much at noon, his stomach was now a little burning.

Looking up, Ji Jingsheng saw the insulated lunch box placed in the corner of the bar.He stood up and walked to the bar.

Opening the lunch box, there was a lunch carefully prepared by Chen Anan. Because it was packed in an insulated lunch box, it was still warm.

Ji Jingsheng picked up the spoon and took a few mouthfuls of the soup. He felt more comfortable and then continued eating.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Ji Jingsheng said, "Come in," and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Zuyuan walked in and was stunned when he saw Ji Jingsheng eating a lunch box. When he looked again, he saw that this was not a takeout packaged outside, but had been prepared and brought at home.

"What's going on with you? You've become so frugal after getting married, and you still bring food to the company?" Jiang Zuyuan quickly approached and took a look at Ji Jingsheng's food. It was pretty good.

Three dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, especially the soup, makes people very appetizing at first glance.

"She said it would be a waste if she couldn't finish the meal. I just didn't have enough for lunch." Ji Jingsheng said as he continued to eat.

Although his marriage was a secret, Jiang Zuyuan and he were very good brothers, and the two families had a good relationship. Jiang Zuyuan learned about his marriage from Grandma Ji.

"Oh my God, Ji Jingsheng, don't you believe in love and don't have any hope for marriage? Why do you become so homely as soon as you get married?" Jiang Zuyuan said deliberately exaggeratedly.

Ji Jingsheng frowned slightly: "It's just a meal, my original intention has never changed."

Jiang Zuyuan didn't believe it and shook his head gently.

"Who is this Chen An'an? I really can't wait to get to know him and make our old man docile..."

Ji Jingsheng ignored Jiang Zuyuan's teasing. He thought of something important and asked: "How soon can the jewelry designer I worked with before make a set of matching rings?"

"Look, look," Jiang Zuyuan's expression became even more exaggerated: "Now we have to order a wedding ring, it's incredible..."

Ji Jingsheng simply stopped talking this time, lowered his head and continued eating.