Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

When she arrived at the airport, she followed Lin Jianyang and walked through a private passage that she had never walked through before. There was no need to queue up, and there was almost no waiting. After simply completing the check-in procedure, Jiang Yun arrived at the private plane very smoothly. cabin.

A wide hallway? No, it can't be called a corridor. It should be regarded as a spacious living room? Jiang Yun, who took a private plane for the first time, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"Sit here." Lin Jianyang took off his suit and hung it on the hanger, pointed a sofa to the clueless Jiang Yun, then sat down on the bar stool with ease, picked up his mobile phone and started to deal with the matters on his mobile phone. .

Jiang Yun sat obediently on the sofa he pointed to. It's so comfortable, it's worthy of being a private jet.

She put the bag aside and glanced at the thick figure at the bar.

There is actually a bar in this plane? It's like a bar. Does he sometimes have a drink on the plane? I really haven't seen him drinking often, except for the first night.

Ah, that conference table... seems to be the table that appeared in Wen Manli's selfie last time.

But it was obviously a serious conference table, so why did it look so ambiguous in Wen Manli's selfie? Now that I have personally experienced this private jet, I suddenly realize how hard Wen Manli worked to misunderstand public opinion.

If she took a picture of this sofa, it would be a really different treatment. But when she was sitting at the conference table, it was really a business trip, or in other words, there was no ambiguity at all.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun decisively chose to abandon the conference table, sit comfortably on the sofa, open her laptop, and continue the unfinished accounting work in the car without any distractions.

One is at the bar dealing with things on his mobile phone, and the other is nestled on the sofa holding a laptop. The two of them don't disturb each other, which is a kind of different kind of harmony and tacit understanding.

The plane waits, taxis, takes off, and flies smoothly. Everything is silky smooth and never sluggish. Apart from the inevitable tinnitus and noise during take-off, there was almost no discomfort.

It wasn't until a glass of warm milk was gently placed on the glass coffee table next to the sofa that Jiang Yun suddenly came back to her senses.

"Thank you." She said gratefully, with a hint of coquettishness. I am indeed a little thirsty, and it comes at the right time.

At this time, Lin Jianyang seemed to have lost the imposing aura of the CEO. His black hair, which was no longer docile, looked a bit casual, and the collar of his shirt that had been loosened by taking off his tie also showed his relaxation. The white shirt is rolled up to the elbow, and the exposed arm has the lines of a mature man. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and glanced in the direction of the bar.

Jiang Yun inexplicably followed his eyes and glanced at the bar, instantly blushing.

It turns out that there is another person at the bar! A middle-aged man dressed as a waiter! It turns out that except for the two pilots, the inner cabin of this plane is not their two-person world, right?

Oh my God! Her thank you just now was a bit coquettish. Could it be that a third person overheard her? Shameful, so shameful!

Jiang Yun's face was full of shame and annoyance. Fortunately, she was focused on her work just now and didn't do anything outrageous... Bah, bah, bah! What could happen in broad daylight?

There was a smile in Lin Jianyang's eyes. It was unclear whether he was teasing or finding it interesting. He walked up to Jiang Yun slowly, stretched out a big hand with faintly visible veins, and without any explanation took away the laptop that was resting on Jiang Yun's crossed legs and placed it on the glass coffee table on the other side.

"Not hot?" He was neither cold nor hot, his eyes glowing faintly.

"Eh? Are you okay?"

Although Jiang Yun answered like this, she suddenly thought of computer radiation. She had put her laptop on her lap just now, and the heat and radiation emitted were indeed very close to her abdomen... She raised her head and glanced at Lin Jianyang's side face, and then understood the true meaning behind these two words.

This posture needs to be changed. The computer is too close to the abdomen. Regardless of whether there is radiation or not, it is not good. He is still thoughtful. Jiang Yun was silent.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianyang brought himself another green drink at the bar and sat down on the other side of the sofa next to him. One long leg is crossed over the other, giving her a sense of leisure that is rarely seen outside.

"Did you drink tea?" Jiang Yun couldn't help but ask. Don’t all CEOs love drinking coffee? He also talked about the coffee he drank last time in London.

Lin Jianyang nodded and took a sip of tea.

"Don't you want coffee?"

Lin Jianyang's deep voice did not rise or fall, "I prefer drinking tea."

"I thought you would drink some wine at this point..." Jiang Yun murmured softly.

drink wine? Lin Jianyang raised his eyebrows, this was quite novel.

"That's right, even in novels and TV series, CEOs love to drink. They have a few drinks when they have nothing to do, and a big drink when they have something to do..." Jiang Yun said, she couldn't talk anymore, picked up the milk and took a sip, Cover up your embarrassment.

Why are you talking about fiction to a real CEO?

Lin Jianyang was indeed in a good mood at this time and was willing to chat with her more, "I can taste wine, but I don't like drinking."

"Why?" curious baby came online.

"I used to drink too much, and I got tired of it. Drinking too much will affect a person's mind, so it's not necessary."

"Then you still drink tea at this hour? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep at night?"

"Tea doesn't do much for me."

"Oh..." Jiang Yun responded with a vague understanding.

I don't like coffee, I prefer tea. Tea has no effect on him, does that mean he is an old tea drinker? I used to drink a lot, but now I don't like drinking. So what happened that night with her?

This man is like a mist. Every time I feel close to him, it is elusive. After finally understanding more about him, he exudes a confusing sense of contradiction and is elusive.

"Is work going well?" The topic reached a dead end, but Lin Jianyang pulled it back.

"Well...as long as you don't find fault in a month and a half." Jiang Yun responded playfully with some thought.

"I am Party A. I don't find fault. Who is responsible if something goes wrong?"

“You can find fault when accepting project results, but you can’t go too far.”

"Excessive? How can it be considered too much? As the final reviewer of the project, I have the responsibility to ensure that every detail is accurate."

Lin Jianyang said every word calmly, with an affirmation that could not be refuted.

Why can't I say anything to him? Jiang Yunming knew that what he said was true, but she still wanted to argue with reason.

"Of course we won't fool you. But, as you are the president of the group, there is no need to focus on this small project of Yuehua, right? You see, you have so many company affairs to deal with... Could it be that you are deliberately targeting me? ?”

This is a bit sharp. But Jiang Yun spoke confidently and had no fear that the man next to her was her picky Party A.

Lin Jianyang lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, noncommittal. Of course, he had a hundred ways to make her unable to refute, but some kind of intuition told him subconsciously that it was not appropriate to continue this topic at this time, otherwise it would be difficult to end it.

Timely concessions can effectively avoid conflicts and may yield unexpected gains.

"Whether I'm here or not, you will try your best, right?"

"Of course!" Jiang Yun said angrily. This is not nonsense!

"There is no need to involve personal feelings when signing a contract."

Haha, are you starting to do Tai Chi now? Jiang Yun held the milk cup and glanced sideways at Lin Jianyang, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

It was clear that the two of them were sitting on the same sofa, but it seemed like there was fire on one side and ice on the other, with a river in between that quietly carried away the smoke.

【Today's Small Theater】

The flight attendant on Lin Jianyang's private jet actually has good cooking skills!

Jiang Yun focused on her work until the stewardess handed her a menu with a smile. She had just finished a glass of warm milk and was not very hungry, so she casually ordered a small shrimp wonton.

Soon, a mouth-watering aroma of food lingered in the cabin.

Wow! The wonton wrappers are so thin that they are almost transparent but not mushy at all. They are filled with delicate river shrimps and mixed with delicious pork fillings. Together with the aroma of lard, chopped green onion, seaweed and dried eggs in the soup, the deliciousness spreads on the tip of the tongue, and the river shrimps are in it. Jumping between teeth.

After eating a bowl of wontons, Jiang Yun licked her lips with satisfaction, closing her eyes and savoring the food. All in all, there’s no problem that a steaming bowl of shrimp wontons can’t solve. If you still have troubles, just have another bowl~

Lin Jianyang's face was expressionless: ...it's just a bowl of small wontons, why does it feel like she had a full banquet.