President, I am reinforced straight

Pan Wei was always casual in front of them, rarely speaking seriously.

The secretary was stunned for a while, after thinking about it, he nodded clearly, but smiled: "Got it."

Putting the notebook in his arms upstairs, the secretary raised his eyebrows in agreement.

"Go." Pan Wei drank the water in the quilt, licked the little bit of lemon pulp left on his lips into his mouth, and his eyes returned to the usual slyness, "Work."

Although he hasn't been away for a long time, there are still a lot of random things.

After Ji Zeng finished the competition, he immediately used him to fire him up. Now he has just signed the theme song of the popular IP, and he has suddenly changed from an unknown musician to a little prince who dominates the screen overnight.

Of course, at Pan Wei's behest, the company still insisted on asking for his social account password.

In Pan Wei's words, if they dared to allow this kid to be a monster again, he would dare to lift the roof of his father's unit.

The people in the company hadn't figured out what kind of trouble Pan Wei had been exposed to. It wasn't the first time that he was being tied up for hype or being dragged into selling corruption.According to his temper as a good old man, it turned out that Pan Wei at most got goosebumps when he heard that he was mateed by Lalang, and his other reactions were not too big, just casual.

But such an incident during the holiday made them clearly understand that their boss has a husband.

For so much coffee, they couldn't let Pan Wei get stabbed in the headlines again.

If their boss kneels on the washboard at home, they will really lose the afternoon tea item in their working life.

When Pan Wei finished reading the recent cooperation projects, the secretary happened to come out with the outline of the interview that had just been printed out.

"It was recorded this Saturday, and they gave you a live ticket." Handing an envelope with exquisite patterns to Pan Wei, the secretary told him, "Don't forget the old lady's birthday on Sunday."

"Why are there so many things about my mother?" Pan Wei rubbed his hair, "Got it."

The old lady knew that he was stubborn, so she was probably looking for Fu Jinzhi all over the world while looking for a blind date for him.

He took the mobile phone next to him, and couldn't resist calling Fu Jinzhi.

"En?" Fu Jinzhi picked it up after a while, panting slightly, "What's wrong?" Circle, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning up." Fu Jinzhi tucked his mobile phone into his shoulder pocket, and took a small rag to the sink to clean it. "The house has been empty for so many days."

"Tsk, it's a coincidence that I just miss you at this time." Pan Wei complained pretending to be dissatisfied, holding the mobile phone in his left hand on the armrest, and holding a pen in his right hand, slowly looking at and drawing circles on the document, " so stupid."

Fu Jinzhi smiled softly, wrung out the rag, hung it up, washed his hands, held the phone to his ear, and said, "It's better to be realistic."

Pan Wei put the pen on the top of his lips and clamped his pout, and raised his voice dangerously and hummed.

"I've been thinking about you all the time, how come it's just right."

Fu Jinzhi probably sat down, his voice was deep and lazy, with a barely perceptible smile.

Mr. Pan looked at the annoying square characters on his hand, and couldn't help his old face getting a little hot.

After closing the folder with a snap, Pan Wei cleared his throat: "Fu Xiaoguan, why don't you come pick me up in the afternoon."

Fu Jinzhi's smile deepened now: "The exploiting class is going to skip work?"

"That's right." Pan Wei tapped his five fingers on the black folder, tilted his head to look at the scenery below, and made a smirk at the corner of his mouth, "Isn't this the little wife of Jiazang?"

After buying a few secretaries and assistants at the door with an afternoon tea, Pan Wei happily packed up his things and left openly before lunch.

Today, a little Huadan just came to the company to sign a follow-up contract, and met Pan Wei at the elevator door.

"Mr. Pan." Xiao Huadan wore a strapless shirt with a large part of her back bare, and only tied a big bow with two ribbons. When she bowed to Pan Weiying, the thing on her chest was simply Ready to come out.

But Pan Weiwan didn't even glance at it with one hand in his pocket. He was listening to the voice with his mobile phone. When he saw a group of people hugging him, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Before she had time to scan to Xiaohuadan, she took it back: "Ah, good." Before the words finished, the person disappeared at the gate.

"Boss Pan's legs are really long." Seeing Xiao Huadan embarrassed on the spot, the little sister at the front desk was touching up her makeup while watching the door change from a fast walk all the way to a trot, until finally she ran straight and threw herself down in the small forest in front of the company. A person under a crabapple tree.

He is tall, has long legs and has a good figure. When he was hugged by Pan Wei, he was forced to turn his side face so white that it glistened under the sun.

White skin and beautiful long legs.

What can my husband ask for?

Ten minutes later, Pan Wei and Fu Jinzhi appeared side by side in the shopping mall next door.

On Fu Jinzhi's neck was a hickey that even his shirt couldn't cover.

"This is where we bought our clothes last time." Pan Wei felt sleepy from the warm wind after he came in. He stood on the escalator and took Fu Jinzhi's eyes and placed them on the bridge of his nose to look at the clothes downstairs. "Why is there nothing interesting recently?" payment."

Fu Jinzhi, who had his eyes removed, narrowed his eyes.He doesn't have a very high degree of prescription. In fact, he doesn't usually wear glasses very often. He just put them on when he was driving.

"Enough to wear." In fact, he has quite a lot of clothes, but in Pan Wei's eyes, the plain colors and simple styles are directly converted into my partner's poor clothes, and sometimes he is half asleep and half asleep when he goes shopping on Taobao. I can think of buying a few more for him to wake up from the doze.

"That's not possible." Pan Wei folded his eyes and put them in Fu Jinzhi's pocket, "I have an interview on Saturday, and I've got all the tickets for you."