President, he can't control the Shura field.

Jian Fanchen felt that he had never been so nervous when chatting on WeChat.

It's obviously just a daily conversation, but because the object is with the male protagonists, he is afraid that if he accidentally offends these future bosses, he will be hated.

He is too difficult!Why does Jin mainly chat with him? !

For some reason, he had a hunch that the three male protagonists had all chatted, and if there was one left, he should also send it to him.

Sure enough, after a while, Jian Zhuo's message came over.

"I knew it!" All of the male protagonists have psychological burdens, cannibalism, so they all come to greet him?

There is no need, as long as they grow up quickly and don't bear any grudges against him, that will be the greatest comfort to him, Jian Fanchen thought.

He sighed, and clicked on Jian Zhuo's message.

【Mr. Jian, are you home yet】

Jian Fanchen replied, habitually preparing to hear what the male lead had for chatting.

As a result, Zhuofa sent two drawings, which were the design sketches of the two houses.

【Mr. Jian, which design do you think looks good】

What a hardworking boy, he is still doing his homework at such a late hour.

[A]

Jian Zhuo replied [Okay, then A.Good night Mrs. Jane]

Jian Fanchen: ...That's it?

This also needs to send a special WeChat?

But it suddenly felt a lot easier. After all, he had already dealt with three and was tired.

Still see Zhuo obediently, obediently focused on his professional work, and didn't catch him asking questions.

After Jiang Tang put down his phone, he got a glass of white wine and began to study the recipes of caviar dishes.

He was in a good mood tonight, until the phone screen lit up again.

【Call from the Wu family】

His eyes darkened, and he pressed the connect button.

"grandfather."

The tone on the other end was vigorous and stern: "It seems that you are very busy now. If I want to see you, I, an old man, have to make an appointment?"

"You misunderstood, today is really a work dinner." Jiang Tang said.

The other end was silent for two seconds, then snorted faintly, and said, "I don't interfere with your private life, but I can't tolerate the sand in my eyes when it comes to Wu's family business. I'll give you There is no room for error in the mission."

"Grandpa, I've said everything I need to say. That's all the information I have so far. I think the reason for Jane's sudden change of track is also reasonable. The only doubt is..."

He paused, glanced at the caviar on the table, and then continued: "Boss Jian and others have some discrepancies with the information I got."

There was a light cough over there, and the sound of someone coming forward to offer tea immediately.

"To be honest, this is beyond my expectation," Mr. Wu cleared his throat after taking a sip of tea, "This Jian Fanchen, according to various parties, has changed a lot recently, I don't know what he's playing, you Keep watching."

Just as Jiang Tang was about to answer something, the other end spoke again: "I know, you will inevitably be wronged outside, the surname Jane is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I understand your difficulties. But you must always remember your identity, you It's not just Jiang Tang, your surname is Wu. The opportunity is right in front of you, let's see if you can seize it."

He was silent for a moment, then whispered: "I see, Grandpa."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tang stopped thinking about cooking and clicked on what Jian Fanchen said just now.

The next day, Xiaoan went to Jianzhuo to help transport the new ecological tank for Jianbihua to the company.

Xiao An originally thought it was just an ordinary fish tank, at most bigger than the old one, but was shocked when he saw the real thing.

"My God, is this a turtle tank? This is my dream love room!" His eyes were straightened, and four words came to his mind: Humans are not as good as turtles.

Except for the green vegetation in the amphibious garden, the small bridge and rockery are more delicate than the old ones.The most amazing thing is a small house next to the rockery.The house doesn't have a door, but it's spacious enough for Jianhua to live alone.

Xiaoan was full of praise: "I have never seen such a high-end ecological tank in the aquarium, how much is it, I will be reimbursed by the receipt."

Jian Zhuo smiled: "Not much money."

Xiao An is still admiring: "Don't be embarrassed, this is work expenses. It doesn't look cheap, this glass, this house."

After they arrived at the company, Jian Fanchen was also stunned at the glass tank.

That little house was the A he chose from the two drawings last night.

"You built the house?" He looked at Jian Zhuo in disbelief.

Jian Zhuo nodded with a smile: "I didn't see any good ones in the store, so I made one."

"You did this so late yesterday? Then you didn't sleep at all, did you?" Jian Fanchen looked at his haggard face. He did physical work yesterday afternoon and worked overtime at night. He worked so hard.Later, Xiao An had to give him a bonus.

"It's okay, I'm usually used to working at night." Jian Zhuo said, "It's the best to satisfy you."

After all, young people stay up late at night without restraint, and their health will deteriorate sooner or later.

Jian Fanchen looked at him with envious and worried eyes, Jian Zhuo was embarrassed by the look, his ears were a little red: "President Jian, why do you look at me like this?"

Jian Fanchen said, "Perhaps you have seen the news about young people staying up late and dying suddenly?"

Jian Zhuo: "..."

"You have to think about your future. I also like to stay up late at your age. Now that I can't stay up anymore, I know that the old man is right."

Back then he didn't sleep every day, that's how his father taught him.

Jian Zhuo opened his round eyes wide, looked at Jian Fanchen, and said with surprise: "Boss Jian, you are so young, how can you feel old? You are the best age, you should enjoy life."

Jian Fanchen shook his head, sighed slightly and said, "We have a generation gap."

In fact, this is a sigh of envy, but in Jian Zhuo's opinion, it becomes helpless.

"I'm not as old as Little Jane." He whispered to himself.

Jian Fanchen didn't hear it, and his eyes returned to the glass jar.

He tried to put the stick figure into the new environment, and moved some of the original plants.

After the stick figure shrank in the shell for a minute, it stretched out its head to look around. It caught a glimpse of the villa next to the rockery, and climbed in without looking back.

Jian Fanchen looked at it through the glass: "I'm really not ashamed, if I give you a mansion, you can live in it."

"Jian Zhuo," he looked at the person on the other side of the glass jar, "You really made this one night?"

Although the design is not complicated, the model is so delicate that it is hard to believe that it was made overnight.It seems that he underestimated Jian Zhuo's professional level.

Jian Zhuo nodded and said, "I was afraid that it wouldn't adapt to the new home, but I didn't expect it to be quite familiar."

"This tortoise follows me, and I like mansions with mountains and water. It's a pity that you can't find such a place in City C, only it can enjoy it." Jian Fanchen joked.

"Jane doesn't have to envy it. I will build you a better house in the future."

When Jian Zhuo said this, he looked at Jian Fanchen through the glass.

The glass was slightly blue, and Jian Fanchen's fair face was cast with a cold light at this moment, as if he was in the sea.

Jian Fanchen raised his eyes, smiled at him, and suddenly had the illusion that he had raised Canary as a son.

The son said to his father that he will honor you by buying a luxury house in the future.

He then joked: "Thank you for the mansion you gave the stick figure, you don't need the one you gave me. You will be the one who will design big projects in the future."

Such big projects as financial buildings, convention centers, museums, and grand theaters.

Jian Zhuo smiled when he heard this, and regarded it as a commercial exaggeration.

If Jian Fanchen is satisfied, then his night will be worth it.

"You have a good rest in the afternoon, you can't do without sleep." Jian Fanchen instructed again.

"I'm going to school in the afternoon, and I have to see the professor today." Jian Zhuo said.

Jian Fanchen froze for a moment, looked at the time, reckoning that it would be too late for Jian Zhuo to go home and rest.

Jian Zhuo said again: "It's okay, Boss Jian, I don't like to sleep."

The boy's clear voice was somewhat hoarse, and the slightly red eyes and nose from staying up all night made people look even more pitiful at this moment.

"Then you sleep here." Jian Fanchen glanced at the lounge.

Normally, he wouldn't let people into his lounge, after all, it was similar to a bedroom.He still has to make people sleep on the bed, he is still such a dangerous hero, he accidentally thought of those yellow paints written by the author again.

Sure enough, Jian Zhuo looked at him with a little surprise: "Sleeping in your private lounge? Is this appropriate?"

Jian Fanchen cleared his throat: "Don't get me wrong, I want you to catch up on your sleep. Besides, this is a new lounge, I haven't used it yet... it shouldn't be mine for the time being."

Before Jian Zhuo could speak, he went on to say: "I have two clients to see soon, and I won't be back until the afternoon. You can rest assured that you can go to school after waking up."

Jian Zhuo pursed his lips, and didn't refuse any more.

Jian Fanchen looked at the phone again and said, "Okay, I should go."

As soon as Jian Fanchen left, Jian Zhuo pushed open the door of the lounge.

The room has been neatly arranged, the furniture has not changed, but the placement of the furnishings has been slightly changed.

He looked at the bookcase, and the books in the bookcase were arranged in the original order.

Jian Fanchen's big bed was covered with blue-gray sheets and quilt cover, simple and clean.

He went into the bathroom again and found that there was also a bathroom.

He washed his face at the sink.

There was a towel hanging by the sink, but without Jian Fanchen's consent, he politely didn't touch it.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he found that there seemed to be some dark circles under his eyes.I have to catch up on sleep quickly, otherwise Jian Fanchen mistakenly thinks that he is not in good health.

He is in good health.

After washing his face, he stood by the bed and hesitated for half a minute before he got under the covers.

He knows himself well.He was afraid that it would be too comfortable for him to sleep here, and what would happen if he couldn't hold it by accident.

As he expected, as soon as he touched Jian Fanchen's pillow, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Although the sheets were freshly washed, he could still feel Jian Fanchen's breath.That kind of faint body fragrance that cannot be suppressed by any detergent.

When he thought of him sleeping in Jian Fanchen's bed, he couldn't calm down.

The boy's blood was just rushing to his head again, and he couldn't sleep at all.

After taking a few deep breaths, he simply buried his entire face in the pillow and took a deep breath.

Suppressed and tormented, his heart itchy and greedy, he suddenly felt that he should make some more herbal tea.

After a while, he finally calmed down a bit, and then lifted his furry head from the pillow, and rolled around on the big bed, like a dog trying to keep its own scent in a circle.

The little mad dog doesn't need to cover up where no one is seeing, even his eyes are full of instinctive presumptuousness.

Because the curtains were drawn, not a gleam of light could leak in. The room was very dark, and the faint fragrance was very helpful for sleeping.After a while, the restless dog still fell asleep.

The lunch break was short, but Jian Zhuo had a dream today.

I dreamed that I became a stick figure, crawling into the neck of the master.

Fragrant, soft, with a red mole on the neck.

When he woke up, he was very hot, and the quilt was stretched out.

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