Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

The weekend trip to family is over.

After returning to City A, DR piled up a lot of work, and Mr. Ling had to give up other things temporarily, and plunged into the burdensome official duties, busy for a whole few days.

However, Qiao Jianan still expressed dissatisfaction with the operation of the boss disappearing from time to time after falling in love.

"I've just seen the revised plan, and there are no major problems. A few details have been marked out. Let the planning department revise it. You are responsible for checking, and then contact Yanxing to prepare for the signing ceremony."

Ling Xuan'an, who had just enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, was sitting at home, explaining work to the chief financial officer, while typing on the keyboard, writing manuscripts.

The person on the other end of the voice call received the file, still feeling uneasy, and raised his voice to give an ultimatum: "Forget it this time, if you lose contact in the future, no one will wipe your ass and let the company lose money until bankruptcy."

"That's a good relationship. I can go home directly to take care of the elderly. But Mr. Qiao, if this is the case, you will be honorably laid off. Do you want to go home and inherit billions of dollars?"

Ling Xuan chuckled nonchalantly, pulled off the earphone cable and threw it on the table after speaking, and hung up the voice at the same time.He vaguely heard a knock on the door, raised his head and shouted to the source of the buzzing sound outside the study: "Liang Gong, open the door."

Liang Zhao, who was cleaning on the terrace, turned off the vacuum cleaner, listened carefully, and went straight to the hall door.

"Is this Mr. Liang? I have your courier."

Standing outside the door was a delivery man in plain clothes, holding a large cardboard box in his arms.

Liang Zhao nodded and signed for the receipt, thanked him and closed the door, held the bottom of the carton box with one arm, and walked into the study with a cup of freshly squeezed vegetable juice.

Seeing her boyfriend come in, Mr. Ling, who was already busy, threw himself on the table slowly, and said softly, "I'm too tired."

"Then rest for a while." Liang Zhao handed him the glass, then put the box in the corner, and squatted in front of a bookshelf to tidy it up.

Those shelves were originally filled with boring medical professional books. Yoshiaki took some of them down and replaced them with detective story collections, cookbooks, home magazines, and even an origami book in cardboard boxes.

"What are you doing?" Ling Xuan licked his lips while holding the half-drunk vegetable juice.

"Fulfill the 'taste of life' requested by your boyfriend, so that you can feel more involved in the study." Liang Zhao repeated what Ling Xuan said before, and neatly placed the things in the box into the built-in bookshelf.

Ling Xuan gently placed the cup on the table, got up and walked over, leaned over the ledge and looked at the brand-new books, and said with a smile: "I listed these randomly, but you really bought them back?"

Liang Zhao casually handed him a painting tutorial, and teased: "I think some people can indeed learn to update their special talents once in a while. They can only fold roses or shrink under the quilt and keep shaking. Sooner or later, the gold master will get tired of it."

"Hiss—" Someone stared and bared his teeth.

Upon receiving Ling Xuan's displeased warning sound, a worker smiled and shut up, continuing to do what he was doing.

There was no new movement in Liangzhao's ears for a while, and when he looked up after clearing the bookshelf, he saw Ling Xuan was already holding a very thin soft brush in his hand, and he was drawing with his fingertips according to the teaching steps in the book.

He really has this kind of leisure.

The man sneered and said nothing, quietly sat on the chair next to the desk, turned on the computer and inserted a USB flash drive, and sorted out the various photos he had taken with his mobile phone and drone.

The locations and backgrounds of these photos are different, but they all have the shadow of Ling Xuan.

Souvenir on the blue waters of the whale watching town;

Playing skateboards passionately on the side of the winding mountain road;

Stroking big cats in Hanas Nature Reserve;

Embrace the camel thorn in the desert death valley;

Talk with various business leaders at the event dinner;

Leaning against the back of the plane seat and rubbing his fingers nervously before meeting his "in-laws";

From the window of the teahouse, overlooking the ancient temple in the rain;

……

Liang Zhao patiently processed them one by one, and then transferred them to the machine to print out to fill the newly purchased photo album.

"Lianggong's lens is too serious."

I don't know when, the guy who just concentrated on learning painting has come to his side.He spread his arms, hugged Liang Zhao's neck from behind, and put his chin against the fluffy hair of the man in front of him.

A small golden koi was drawn on the young man's slender fingertips, and he only slowly lifted his fingertips to imprint the still-dried drawing on the corners of Liang Zhao's eyes.

The faint golden totem sets off the eyes that have turned from indifference to gentleness, and there is an indescribable beauty of lust under the lonely lamp at night.

What a blatant seduction.

Liang Zhao couldn't help stretching out his hand, gently rubbed his finger bones, and said in a hoarse voice: "New routine, I'm not happy after just talking to you, does Ling always heal and forget the pain?"

Ling Xuan skillfully touched his own buttons, rubbing the golden paint all over the white collar.

"Then I just want to show Lianggong, a canary... how strong he can be."

Liang Zhao stood up under the tension and was pushed into the bedroom. He casually touched something from the head of the bed, and warned in a low voice, "Boss Ling threw himself into his arms on his own initiative. Tomorrow..."

"there is no tomorrow."

Ling Xuan interrupted Liang Gong without waiting for him to finish speaking, ripping off his belt, and sternly said: "A family cannot have two masters, you and I must 'die' tonight."

Sunny morning.

As soon as Liang Zhao woke up from the bed, his eyes were stung by the rising sun.

Squinting his eyes and looking out of the window, a thin layer of gauze curtain is being blown by the cool autumn wind, and the shading effect is better than nothing.

Standing up on the bed with one elbow, a stinging pain made him notice the entire row of bite wounds on his wrist, Liang Zhao rubbed the back of his head lightly and secretly sighed.

Looking back on last night, it was not a fair duel, it was a deliberate murder at all, and the victim was not allowed to struggle.

Those who act aggressively have already gone to work and even left breakfast.Looking at the insulting cup of sea cucumber and wolfberry soup on the restaurant table, Liang Zhao frowned like a knot.

Washing and changing clothes, packing up documents, driving to work, for the first time, I felt the desolation of leaving home.

"Good work."

"Morning, good job."

Liang Zhao stepped into the gate of the institute and received greetings from everyone.For him, a person who has never been late for thousands of years, some colleagues were slightly surprised on their faces.

"morning."

After the researcher nodded calmly in response, he put on his white uniform and went straight to the meeting room, but the young intern following behind him casually said, "The team leader is in a good mood today."

Because he got up late, he had already missed the usual morning meeting, so Liang Zhao didn't delay any longer, and brought together the materials to call the members of the scientific research team to the meeting room for discussion.

"Sorry, I have delayed everyone's time due to my personal reasons. I will make a long story short about today's meeting items, and then each group can go to the work at hand."

Liang Zhao stood in front of the stage and leaned slightly, then took out the data book that he had organized at home yesterday, "First of all..."

As soon as the folder was opened, two tricky spider paper-cuts broke into sight.

"..." The researchers who came over with concentrated attention fell silent.

Liang Zhao only lowered his eyes for a moment, then took them away expressionlessly, and continued the meeting with his usual tone.It was not until he entered the laboratory that he nonchalantly put someone's paper-cut work back into the file.

Since the National Day, the work of the institute has not been busy.Liang Gong walked out of the office area on time at 04:30 in the afternoon, and then went to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables and went home to feed the canaries like many evenings before.

Today Ling Xuan came back earlier than usual, when Liang Zhao opened the door, he had already curled up on the hanging chair on the balcony and fell asleep.

Probably because he has been talking about the project with Xing Xing recently, which is too much work, and Mr. Ling is always so lazy when he is at home.

Liang Zhao gently took out the ipad with the screen still on from his hand, and a financial talk show was playing on it.According to the theme of the exclusive interview with the CEO of Dr Group, the guest of this issue is Mr. Ling himself.

Liang Zhao, who suddenly became interested, put the tablet in front of him and watched it.

The young and beautiful host in the show smiled dignifiedly and said: "Ling's Group has just won the largest project investment in City A this year. Such an astonishing figure must also bear huge risks and hardships. We all know that DR Group The company’s market research is quite rigorous, but the results of this investment promotion seem to be somewhat different from the previous steady and ruthless financing style, does Mr. Ling have any unique insights on this?”

In the picture, Ling Xuan is in a neat suit, sitting on the sofa, with slender and beautiful fingertips intersecting between his hands, and he is calm and calm when facing the camera.

"I don't think the investment for medical research needs to be asked about profit expectations, and the specific shareholding cooperation with Yanxing Bio is still a commercial secret, and I can't disclose too much."

"Of course we will understand this, but can you talk about any special reasons for this move to support the new army company? Because we have all seen that in the initial stage of this project, there are quite a few companies with strong competitiveness. enterprises participated in the bidding activities, and they are all waiting for this cooperation opportunity.”

The host's words were more tactful, but audiences who are concerned about this project can understand the meaning.Although the standard of Yanxing Pharmaceutical is not low, in some respects it is still unable to compare with peer giants such as Guangyao and Shangji.

After hearing the question, Ling Xuan didn't express his true thoughts too much, but chuckled lightly as if to ease the atmosphere, his black eyes were clear and bright.

"In fact, there is really no special reason, because in the end, the conclusion of the data will always be a ruler in everyone's mind. I think you can think of Dr.'s business investment as a soulmate's choice. I believe in my own If you look at him, he will definitely not disappoint."

The interview ended at this point, the host smiled along with Ling Xuan, and then naturally changed the topic: "I always feel very honored to be doing this interview, because President Ling seems to have never appeared in public like this before. .”

"Ah... yes." Ling Xuan raised his lips calmly, and said softly: "The family is strictly controlled."

The hostess keenly sensed gossip, her eyes lit up and she said, "Could it be that you already...?"

Ling Xuan raised his hand generously to show off the ring on his finger, smiled gentlemanly at the camera, and said in a relaxed tone: "Well, I'm married, it's a 'commercial' marriage. The family is harmonious and beautiful, and the lover is virtuous."

The host of the interview still lamented for thousands of girls, so Liang Zhao paused the screen.When he lowered his head, a bright crimson light just hit Ling Xuan's handsome face, and the custom-made ring between his fingers was also shining brightly.

Liang Zhao leaned over and gently picked up the person in the hanging chair and sent him to the bedroom. When he covered the quilt, he bent his straight waist and kissed his eyes.

Just as he turned to go out, a pair of hands grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind.

"Sleep with me."

Liang Zhao touched the back of the man's hand and laughed, "Skipping dinner?"

Ling Xuan rubbed against the soft quilt, then murmured vaguely: "Sleep for a while, I'll do it with you later."

Yoshiaki smiled helplessly and nodded.

He wore a wedding ring of the same style on the finger with which he lifted the thin quilt, delicate and unassuming.It's like some people who accompany you in awe, and also accompany you for the rest of your life.

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