Why Not Divorce[Transmigration Book]

Dr. Wang's patent award was a good start for Qi's Group at the beginning of the new year, and countless cooperation projects came like snowflakes.

From low-level employees to executives, in addition to the year-end bonus, everyone received a subsidy before the annual meeting, which made the employees who worked overtime during this period to deal with the sudden increase in workload laugh from ear to ear.

Qi Xiuze is a very generous CEO. He will never be stingy with rewards. He will even increase the rewards according to the actual situation to encourage employees if they do a good job.

It is also because of Mr. Qi's generosity, and the news that Jiang Qiu will be brought to the annual meeting with the high-level officials in advance, the several persons in charge of the annual meeting suddenly feel that the burden on their shoulders is even heavier. It was more lively than in previous years.

In previous years, each department selected a few of the best employees as representatives to participate in the annual meeting, but this year is different. This year, we specially rented the largest hall in a five-star hotel, and all regular employees can participate. Also invited celebrities as guest assistants!

There is a red carpet that is more than ten meters long in front of the hotel, and there are beautiful big flower baskets at the door, and there are two young brothers carrying cameras waiting for them... People who don’t know may think that some film festival is walking the red carpet Woolen cloth!

Jiang Qiu got off the rented extended Lincoln car, looked at the scene in front of him, and looked down at his expensive dress, almost thinking that he was on the wrong set: "Are all the annual meetings of your company so exaggerated?"

Jiang Qiu thinks about the videos of previous annual meetings that Xiao He sent to him. It’s not like that. If the annual meetings in previous years were at the level of village cadres’ meetings, then this year’s grandness can be called a people’s congress. .

The corner of Mr. Qi's mouth curled up, and instead of answering his question, he slightly bent his hand hanging by his side, giving him room to hold his arm: "Let's go."

Jiang Qiu didn't pull her up.Their height difference is not too obvious, and they are two adult men. Let alone whether the picture is good or not, just from the angle of flexion and extension of this arm, Jiang Qiu can immediately judge that this posture is definitely not convenient for walking.

Instead, he took Mr. Qi's hand and quickened his pace a little, wanting to hurry through this slightly shameful red carpet.

However, Mr. Qi enjoyed the feeling of being watched by the camera, slightly lagging behind, and admired the red silk decoration hanging on the hotel signboard.

From the perspective of others, the picture of them one after the other looks like a wife rushing to go shopping, and an innocent and helpless husband, full of dog food.

Jiang Qiu counted silently for about a minute and a half, and finally reached the entrance of the venue.

As soon as I entered the arena, I heard someone nearby discussing in a low voice: "Wow, these two are so handsome, are they also some kind of star?"

Another female voice said quietly: "This is Mr. Qi and Mr. Jiang. Haven't you seen it on TV, but the real person is more handsome than the one in front of the camera!"

Not only Jiang Qiu heard the discussion between the two little girls, Qi Xiuze also glanced in that direction coldly.

His gaze is so penetrating, even if separated by a long distance, one can feel a chill from head to toe, the two gossip girls fell silent immediately, wishing to salute with their feet together, until Qi Xiuze's Looking away, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh my God, I've never looked up to the president at such a close distance. I've heard the supervisor say that he is fierce before, but I didn't expect him to be so fierce..."

"Mr. Jiang seems quite approachable, he was smiling at us just now!"

In the past, these employees had no qualifications and couldn't come to the annual meeting. This year, because the president wanted to bring his husband, he made a special statement so that everyone could show their faces and treat it as a large-scale employee dinner.

The buffet provided by the five-star hotel is naturally delicious. You can eat delicious food, watch performances, and meet the bosses of the company. It is worth the trip!

However, Qi Xiuze's face was there, young, handsome and rich, even though he was married, there were still many people who fantasized about him.The higher-ups all knew that Mr. Qi doted on his wife madly, but some of the employees at the bottom didn't know it. Some of them had no vision, and they were still thinking about how to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get close to Qi Xiuze.

Think about it, Qi Xiuze usually doesn't work overtime often, he goes home directly after get off work, socializing is usually not around the company, and meals are also eaten at home, almost living a life of two o'clock and one line every day, looking for an opportunity to get close to him No way, it's impeccable!

During the year, Qi Xiuze only stayed a little longer at the annual meeting.

Xiaocha is a boy who is a bit confused and fanciful: "I think those loving characters are all for the media to see. How can there be happiness in a family marriage? Mr. Qi must be suffering in his heart now, but Due to public attention, we can't talk about a vigorous love affair... What he needs most now is a gentle embrace, a sweet love!"

The two girls Jiang Qiu heard whispering at the door, Xiaohong and Xiaolan, were staring at Xiaocha with strange eyes: "I advise you to give up this idea..."

Didn't you see Mr. Qi glaring at them when he entered the door? Did they still have lingering fears? If the three of them were not from the same department, they wouldn't bother to take care of Xiaocha's death.

However, Xiaocha is not only fond of fantasy, but also very stubborn.He gritted his teeth and bought a small British-style suit specially for this annual meeting. The shirt has an orange Windsor knot, and the trousers are green and two-color plaid, which looks youthful and energetic.

He also specially applied a light-colored lip balm to outline his lips softly and moistly. He is a delicate and clean boy. Although he is not as delicate and temperamental as Jiang Qiu, he is still a handsome boy.

Xiaocha picked up a glass of red wine, twitched the corners of her lips, and said with a smile, "You guys are too timid. The way to strike up a conversation is not new, but practical. Do you know what is enduring?"

Holding the red wine glass confidently, he walked towards Qi Xiuze and Jiang Qiu.

Xiaohong and Xiaolan stood at the back and silently lit a row of candles for him: We don't know what is enduring, but we respect you as a warrior. When the leader asks about it, he will say something nice for you.

Jiang Qiu was currently chatting with an invited guest. The other party was an internet celebrity anchor. Unlike Lin Yan, who was an amateur, he relied on his appearance and voice for a living.Jiang Qiu saw that his figure had also been exercised, so he had the idea of ​​wanting him to come to the gym for a live broadcast, and the anchor was obviously also very interested in the nearest Internet celebrity gym, and the two Internet celebrities chatted, It hit it off, and the details have been discussed.

Qi Xiuze was by Jiang Qiu's side, he didn't care about the lively songs on the stage, and the eyes of those around who wanted to step forward but didn't dare to approach him, he could only see Jiang Qiu alone.

Xiaocha came over and saw Jiang Qiu distractedly chatting, and thought that God was helping me, she smiled sweetly and called "Mr. The liquid is about to be spilled!

Pour wine on the clothes, apologize in panic, go change clothes with the other party or something... The moves are really old-fashioned, but if you use them well, you can successfully get close to Qi Xiuze!Xiaocha had already practiced countless times in his mind before he acted. He imagined all the reactions Qi Xiuze would have, and prepared a response plan in advance.

However... none of the following options are included.

——When the red wine was spilled, Qi Xiuze had sharp eyes and quick hands, and took Jiang Qiu's arm and took two steps back. The male anchor who was discussing the live broadcast with Jiang Qiu was completely chilled by the red wine.

Male anchor: "..."

Xiaocha froze in place on the spot, staring blankly at the absurd scene in front of her that was completely inconsistent with her own imagination.

Jiang Qiu was also taken aback for a moment. He didn't notice the boy's actions at first, and felt a little strange when he was pulled by Mr. Qi. When he turned around, he saw the male anchor's hair was dripping and his body was also wet. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the other party: "Are you all right?"

The male anchor took his handkerchief and wiped the water off his head, and looked at Xiaocha inexplicably: "...what's the matter with you?"

Xiaocha's lips trembled, and just as he was about to explain, he heard the president he adored and admired say coldly, "He's probably your fan. He was too excited to see his idol, so he couldn't control his hands." Glancing at Xiaocha, the temperature in his voice dropped below zero, "Am I right?"

At this time, Xiaocha not only felt chills all over his body, but also felt as if several guns were being pressed against his head against President Qi's cold eyes. In the end, he could only nod without tears and said, "Well, I'm your fan...can you please sign me?"

The male anchor couldn't laugh or cry, and it's not easy to get angry in other people's territory, so he had to promise him that he would sign for him after going to change clothes and come back.

On the other hand, Xiaocha was held by Xiaohong and Xiaolan who rushed over, and they kept apologizing to the president and his wife: "I'm sorry, he drank too much today! It just so happened that the supervisor asked him for something. Just take him away!"

Xiaocha's supervisor was furious when he learned what stupid things he had done: "You idiot! Do you think the CEO can fall in love with you by pouring red wine? You haven't seen him react so quickly, and even find an excuse. In front of Mr. Jiang, I immediately left you completely, there is no room for Mr. Jiang to misunderstand, don't you understand?"

Xiaocha nodded aggrievedly: "Understood..." However, he couldn't help muttering, "Is the president too vigilant? Do you want to follow the other party in everything? It doesn't make sense, Jiang's assets are not as good as Qi's."

"You are stupid, doesn't this just show that Mr. Qi really loves Mr. Jiang?" Xiaohong interjected from the side.

Xiaolan also said: "You think people are deceiving on TV, but now that you have seen it with your own eyes, do you still think it is a deception? Stop deceiving yourself and others. If it wasn't for the annual meeting, Mr. Qi would probably fire you .”

Xiaocha's face turned pale, he still didn't want to lose this job, and immediately looked at the supervisor anxiously: "Then...then what should I do now?"

"What should I do? What else can I do? The president has already made up a lie for you. Hurry up and get that signature later, and do a full set of acting!" The supervisor snorted coldly, "Also, write an inspection and hand it in tomorrow. Whether you can continue to stay in the Qi family depends on how Mr. Qi will feel tomorrow."

Xiaocha was so frightened that her eyes turned red from crying, and she regretted her momentary behavior.

When he went to ask for an autograph tremblingly with this face, the male anchor thought he was moved and cried, and wrote three more words on the autograph board: "Be strong!"

Xiaocha: "..."

The supervisor sighed and said to Xiaohong and Xiaolan: "I think you two are talented people, so I only tell you about this matter. In order to increase the performance of his wife's gym, Mr. Qi did it for every executive. We have a fitness card, and we have to go to the gym to check in every day after work, I almost collapsed at that time, to use an old saying, we are the monkeys in the princes of the Fenghuo opera!"

Xiaohong quietly complained to Xiaolan: "It seems that the princes of Fenghuo Opera don't use it like this?"

Xiaolan suppressed a smile and nodded, motioning her to keep quiet and let the supervisor continue.

Supervisor: "However, that store is indeed a bit magical. I feel that I ate almost the same as usual in the store, but I lost weight, my muscles became stronger, and I became more energetic. Feeling very tired..."

Xiaohong said happily: "That's right, I heard that the food provided by Mr. Jiang's gym is low-calorie and nutritious. I followed an id called 'Xiaomeiai Fitness' on the Internet, and she would share it every day. My fitness experience..."

The girls chatted about food and weight loss, and they didn't bother to listen to the supervisor expressing his middle-aged troubles.

Seeing that they are so active, the supervisor swallowed the rest of the words - if these young people are willing to make progress and work hard, maybe the gym card will be used as a long-term employee benefit.

In this little episode at the venue, not only Qi Xiuze saw what Xiaocha was up to, and directly reversed his purpose abruptly, but Jiang Qiu also realized it in time. When he was sitting in the car, he had a smile that was not a smile look at Mr. Qi.

Qi Xiuze touched his face: "Am I handsome today?"

"I think you are not only handsome, but also have a fragrance..." Jiang Qiu deliberately paused, seeing Qi Xiuze cast a curious look at him, before finishing the second half of the sentence, "A smell of meat buns, who I want to take a bite."

"This description is wrong." Mr. Qi leaned closer, stretching his arms on his shoulders, "I am the dog guarding the meat bun, and you are the delicious meat bun."

Jiang Qiu glanced at him: "Really?"

"Of course, you didn't notice how many people wanted to talk to you at the meeting just now. If the male anchor wasn't straight, I would have turned him away." Qi Xiuze said seriously.

"How is it possible? They must be looking at you. It's just that I've been standing by your side, so the gaze I'm looking at you is looking at the two of us." Jiang Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't work in Qi Xiuze's company, he was just the president It's just his partner, and he has no interest in those employees.

Qi Xiuze shook his head, instead of continuing to defend himself, he asked, "Have you noticed the one playing the piano?"

"Huh?" Why did the topic go to the piano again?

Jiang Qiu didn't pay much attention to the performance on the stage. Just as he was wondering, Qi Xiuze held his hand, opened the door and entered the room, and led him directly to the study upstairs.

He held Jiang Qiu's hand and gently placed it on the desk of the study room. This desk had just been covered with a layer of soft protective sponge, because it was used by infants and young children. The pattern on it was relatively large black and white piano keys. There are also cartoon flowers and green leaves.

He put Jiang Qiu's hands flat on these black and white keys, and hugged him from behind, exhaling with a little smell of wine: "They all say your hands are beautiful, they are hands for playing the piano."

Jiang Qiu almost didn't spit: "That's a fan's imagination, okay? You don't know if I can play the piano?"

And his hands are not good-looking. The one in the photo is the right hand, which has no scars, while the left hand holding the mobile phone left traces of the original owner's self-mutilation. There is nothing visible on the surface, but you can feel the roughness of the hand when you touch it. scars.

"It's okay, I can teach you." Qi Xiuze lightly kissed the back of that hand, wrapped Jiang Qiu's hand, and began to teach him to recognize the keys.

Jiang Qiu wondered if this person had drunk too much.

However, a fiery male body was standing behind him, clinging to him tightly. Even though Jiang Qiu didn't drink much wine at the banquet, he couldn't help feeling a little distracted at this moment.

What's more, Qi Xiuze is still the one he loves.

He struggled a bit, but let this guy teach himself how to play the piano seriously.

In the end, the piano played on the bed as expected, Qi Xiuze regarded his body as a piano key, and put on an expression of being a teacher, Jiang Qiu was tickled by him, and wanted to escape, but he grabbed him Hold it down, and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, I'm teaching now!"

"Teach your head..." Jiang Qiu kicked him, but Mr. Qi happened to hold the well-proportioned ankle and kissed him again.

Facing the stubborn students, Mr. Qi showed a compromised look: "Or else, I will play the piano, and you can sing."

"Singing?" Jiang Qiu stared.

"It's very nice like what you just sang..." Qi Xiuze blinked at him, Jiang Qiu hadn't realized when he sang the national anthem just now, Mr. Qi explained, "It's the one you just sang, very beautiful , it’s heart-pounding, I want to…”

Jiang Qiu interrupted him with a cold face: "Really, I forgot, why don't you sing a song to demonstrate?"

Qi Xiuze slightly hooked his lips, and whispered twice in his ear, the voice was deep and magnetic when he was emotional, as light as a feather but yet tickling, Jiang Qiu's ears burst into red, and his face was flushed: "You...you fouled! "This damn sexy, isn't it teasing him on purpose?

"Have you figured it out, should you play the piano or sing?" Qi Xiuze chuckled in his ear.

Jiang Qiu: "..."

"I see, you want both, you are so greedy..."

The author has something to say: Jiang Qiu: Don't talk nonsense, I don't want both!