After divorcing Mr. Jingfenba [Transmigration Book]

Peng Yao was reporting the progress of the project, and he was puzzled: "Who is the baby?"

He didn't remember that one of CJ's partners was called Baby...

Other company executives also cast doubtful looks at Yan Yuchen.

After all, Yan Yuchen has been in the mall for a long time, and has seen all kinds of scenes, but his expression remains unchanged and his heart beats: "The baby is my wife."

All the high-level officials: "..."

Why shouldn't we ask!I ate a mouthful of dog food in vain.

After the meeting and dealing with some urgent matters, Yan Yuchen canceled the luncheon and went back to the training camp.

On the way, Yan Yuchen flipped through the calendar: "It will be May [-]th soon, what kind of gifts will lovers give each other on their birthdays?"

Peng Yao shook his head: "I don't know, I'm not married yet."

Yan Yuchen said coldly: "I knew it was useless to ask you."

But if you don't ask Peng Yao, who should you ask?

Although the senior executives of the company are married, their relationship is weak, which is definitely different from my own situation in this kind of love, and it seems that there is no reference value.

But apart from them, there seemed to be no newlyweds around him.

After thinking for a long time, Yan Yuchen's eyes sat on a name at the bottom of the address book - Zhang Cheng.

"I heard that Zhang Cheng just got married two years ago when the old tree blossomed, right?" Yan Yuchen asked Peng Yao.

Peng Yao hummed: "That's right, he seems to have gotten married a month earlier than you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Yuchen: "Then what is his relationship with his wife?"

Peng Yao: "It is said that Director Zhang dotes on his wife very much, so we should have a good relationship."

"It's him." Yan Yuchen called Zhang Cheng.

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Cheng's Tianjin cross talk greeting came from over there.

"Boss Yan, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Cheng said.

Yan Yuchen frowned: "It's nothing important, just take care of the employees on a daily basis and see if your husband and wife's emotional life is harmonious."

"???" Zhang Cheng is confused, when did you get so free, boss? "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your trouble. I have a good relationship with my wife."

"That's fine." Yan Yuchen said, "I want to ask Director Zhang about something."

Hearing Director Zhang's name, Zhang Cheng almost lost his footing.

When Yan Yuchen was his boss, he was also his immediate boss in the training camp and the sponsor's father. He usually called him by his first name, and rarely called him Director Zhang in such a way.

"Mr. Yan, just speak up if you have anything to say, I can bear it." Zhang Cheng took the initiative to send his mentality into the [-]th hell.

After all, the boss will not be polite to you for no reason, and after such a scene, usually the answer is - you are excellent, but not suitable for me, so I'd better find another job.

Shouldn't it be firing the squid?

Director Zhang Da was already so nervous that he was dying. He quickly thought about the small mistakes he had made since he became the director of the training camp.

Yan Yuchen: "Don't be nervous."

Zhang Cheng: "Okay, I'm not nervous."

That's impossible, I'm almost nervous to death.

Yan Yuchen: "I just want to ask you, what presents do you usually give to your wife on her birthday?"

"Ah?" Zhang Cheng thought he heard it wrong.

Yan Yuchen said lightly: "Tang Chi's birthday is coming soon, and you know that this is my first marriage."

Zhang Cheng: "..." It's like it's not the first time someone is getting married.

Yan Yuchen: "I don't have much experience, so I don't know what gift is better, so I want to ask you."

That's it?Zhang Cheng was worried: "Then besides this, is there anything else?"

Yan Yuchen said truthfully: "No more, what's the matter? Do you think I should have something else to tell you?"

Zhang Cheng hurriedly said, "No, no."

Yan Yuchen continued: "I thought about it, and I feel that it is too ordinary a gift to give, but if it is purely bought with money, it is too blunt and cannot represent my heart. Do you have any good suggestions? "

Zhang Cheng thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why don't you buy a house, Mr. Yan, you have so much real estate under your name, just give him a house, and then carefully decorate it yourself, it is decent and can represent your heart."

Zhang Cheng felt that his suggestion was not bad, but Yan Yuchen immediately rejected it.

"No." Yan Yuchen said convincingly, "I'm fine, what house should I buy him? I have a house, so he can live with me. Buying him a house alone wouldn't curse me to divorce him, it's too unlucky. "

Zhang Cheng wiped off his sweat: "Then why don't you buy a sports car or something? I heard that Tang Chi gave him a 500 million sports car at Actor Gu's birthday gift. Although I haven't seen Actor Gu drive it before, I want to It must be very decent."

"..." Yan Yuchen frowned and said coldly, "Zhang Cheng, I regret asking you this question now, which pot do you not open and which pot do you carry?"

Before, Gu Zhaoliang repeatedly emphasized to himself that his wife missed his nephew.

Now, this broken Zhang Cheng who has no eyesight to mention that Tang Chi borrowed money from Gu Zhaoliang to buy a car in front of him, is he going to die?

Does he know that Tang Chi is now helping to repay the debt that Tang Chi owes?

The more Yan Yuchen thought about it, the more angry he became: "Why do I feel like I've been taken advantage of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong pain rushed to the top of his head.

Yan Yuchen knew that he should be overly emotional again, and Yan Tong was about to come out.

He tried his best to restrain himself, thinking that as long as he endured this for a while, he should be fine, but the house leak happened to rain all night.

Peng Yao's cell phone ringtone changed to Matt Duke's "Rabbit" at some point.

The moment the melody sounded, Yan Yuchen's thoughts began to get out of control.

After Peng Yao answered the phone, when he turned around, he found Yan Yuchen leaning against the car glass with his eyes closed.

Peng Yao thought he was just too tired and fell asleep, so he didn't call him.

Passing the milk tea shop, Peng Yao got out of the car and bought a cup of milk tea. When he came back, he found that the back seat of the car was empty, and Yan Yuchen had disappeared.

Here, inside the training camp.

Sitting on the sofa in the director's office, Tang Chi said suspiciously: "I see you have a weird expression, what did Yan Yuchen tell you on the phone just now?"

Zhang Cheng sighed: "Boss Yan asked me what gift he should give you on your birthday."

Tang Chi was stunned: "My birthday?"

Zhang Cheng nodded: "Isn't your birthday on May [-]th, there are not a few days left."

Tang Chi: "He chatted with you for so long, just for this?"

Zhang Cheng responded: "But then I didn't know what I said wrong, and President Yan got angry, and said that I didn't open which pot and which pot to carry."

Tang Chi comforted: "Director, don't worry, he is just that kind of person. Very rarely, he is a little moody."

After chatting with Zhang Cheng about the live broadcast on the radio at night, Tang Chi went back to training.

However, I was a little absent-minded all afternoon, always feeling that something was about to happen.

At the same time, in the subway station, after passing through the security check, a tall figure jumped out of his pocket with a harmless face and swiped a card at the entrance ticket gate.

Drip - student card!

When the crisp mechanical female voice was broadcasting, the old man passing the security check next to him almost forgot the scallions he just bought at the security check gate.

Under the curious eyes of the enthusiastic citizens, the man in black couture held a pink bunny in his hand, and took the escalator expressionlessly to the second basement floor to wait for the bus.