President, he can't control the Shura field.

Jian Fanchen had a great time choosing coffee flavors, and when he put down the tablet, the driver had already arrived at the company.

"You can walk around the company as you like." Jian Fanchen said to Jian Zhuo, "We have a VR experience hall."

They recently acquired a new technology project, and young people like it.

"I'm going to take a look at the stick figures." Jian Zhuo said.

He followed Jian Fanchen to the office. As soon as he entered, he glanced at the lounge, and then looked at the stick figure beside the glass jar.

Shrinking his head, the stick figure suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

"It likes you and is greeting you." Jian Fanchen said while drinking coffee.

"Really?" There was joy in Jian Zhuo's voice, "Then I have to treat him well."

Jian Fanchen was in a good mood because of the new land he discovered at home this morning. Although he arrived at the office, he still chatted relaxedly: "Because you built him a mansion. I like whoever gives me such a mansion."

As a tyrant, of course he has no shortage of luxury houses, but he suddenly realized that, for a building Ziwei star like Jian Zhuo, his manuscripts would be very precious in the future.Such a model from the hands of a master is definitely more valuable for collection.

"Then, Mr. Jian, I'll give you a mansion too." The puppy looked at Jian Fanchen sincerely, as if promising something very important.

Jian Fanchen glanced at him, knowing that he must not be able to buy a luxury house now, and if he has the ability in the future, he will be forgotten.

"Okay, I'll wait." He joked, things that won't come true anyway, just be happy.

Jian Zhuo looked at him, then withdrew his gaze, curled up his knuckles slightly, with a solemn expression.

After feeding the stick figure, he suddenly found a big fingerprint on the glass.

When he came over yesterday, he deliberately checked the glass, and it was spotless and shiny.And generally no one would dare to come in Jian Fanchen's office casually.

He took out a piece of glass cleaning paper and wiped the fingerprint away.

When Jiang Tang came over on time, he was holding a large brown paper bag and the coffee for Jian Fanchen: "Good morning, Mr. Jian. Jian Zhuo is here, morning."

Jian Zhuo replied politely: "Morning."

Jiang Tang came over and saw the coffee cup in Jian Fanchen's hand: "Boss Jian, did you buy coffee today?"

"Morning." Jian Fanchen greeted happily: "Didn't Xiao An tell you?"

Jiang Tang asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Fanchen said: "From now on, I will bring my own coffee. I have learned how to use the capsule machine, so I don't need to bother you."

A trace of imperceptible emotion flashed across Jiang Tang's eyes.

Jianzhuo looked up at him.

"Oh that's it, okay." Jiang Tang smiled and took a sip of the coffee in his hand.

The door was still open, Ying Ming came in at this moment, holding a huge flower basket in her hand, her face was not very good.

"Ying Ming? You are?" Jiang Tang turned to look at him, raising his eyebrows meaningfully.

"Whose flowers?" Jian Fanchen asked, he felt that Ying Ming's pairing with flowers was very contrasting and joyful, "The taste is not bad."

The flower basket was very big, heavy and delicate. Although there were many kinds of flowers, including lilies, sunflowers, tulips, roses and gypsophila, the colors were all light and elegant, and they were not tacky at all.

Ying Ming put the flower basket on the desk, frowned and said, "Cheng Lian sent it."

Jiang Tang's face was obviously heavy.And Jian Zhuo had a bad feeling from the moment he saw the flower basket.

Jian Fanchen was very surprised: "Cheng Lian?"

"Well, he put it at the front desk." Ying Ming's nose was a bit choked by the pollen, so he took out a tissue and wiped it.

As soon as he got off the elevator, he was stopped by Xiaoqian at the front desk. The little girl said that Cheng Lian had sent a big flower basket early in the morning, but it was too heavy for her to carry, and asked him if he could help her.

Ying Ming remembered the Band-Aid that day, and Jian Fanchen said that he was not down-to-earth, so he swallowed his rejection.

The scent of flowers soon permeated, and Jian Fanchen picked up the card in the flower basket, which read: Happy New Day.

Zhang Yang's handwriting didn't have any special language, but this time it should be sent by Shi Chenglian himself, not at the request of the manager.

What a hell.

"Thank you, Yingming." Jian Fanchen said.

This time Ying Ming didn't respond, just nodded.He knew that Jian Fanchen wanted to thank the flower sender, not the delivery person.

Jiang Tang said suddenly: "Boss Jian, I also brought you a little gift."

As he spoke, he took out the gadgets he bought from the kraft paper bag.

A vent key throw pillow, and a desk boxing ball.

Both Jian Zhuo and Ying Ming watched his movements, their expressions a little tense.

"What is this?" It seemed a little cute.But Jian Fanchen, a tyrant, has never seen the things these social animal beaters usually use.

Jiang Tang walked to him and demonstrated patiently: "This pillow is connected to the computer and can be used as the enter key. If you are not happy, just hit it hard, it will not break. This small vertical boxing ball is just sucked on the desk , Punch it a few times when the pressure is high."

Jian Fanchen became interested: "Can I install it directly?"

Jiang Tang nodded: "Yes, it can be used after installing it, let me install it."

He spread the things out and found that the flower basket took up a lot of space, so he said, "Boss Jian, I'll take the flowers over there first."

He even moved the flowers and the basket to the coffee table next to the guest sofa.

When putting down the flower basket, he also adjusted the angle so that he was facing the opposite direction of the desk.

Ying Ming watched his cautiousness from the side, folded his arms around his chest, his brows stretched out, and within a few seconds they frowned again.

Jian Fanchen moved to a new office, and everyone gave gifts, but he didn't.

Cheng Lian sent flowers, which looked very boring, but it seemed reasonable as a housewarming gift.Besides, they have a good eye for art, and the flowers they choose are not out of the ordinary.

Seeing Zhuo has a heart, he was the first to buy a fish tank, and the reason was so natural that it didn't seem inappropriate.

This guy Jiang Tang has a more delicate mind, and the seemingly ordinary little toy is very practical.

And he seemed to be the most careless one, and he didn't even think about it.Now that I think about it, I don't know what to give.

After Jiangtang installed it, I tried it.

"Mr. Jian, from now on, when you are under a lot of pressure, you will beat them and treat them as those idiots. How do you relieve your anger?" If it’s not enough, I’ll buy a bigger one and put it in the lounge.”

Jian Fanchen also punched him, which was quite amusing.

Jiang Tang smiled and said, "When you're under a lot of pressure, drinking alcohol is indeed a way to relax, and exercise is also a good way to vent."

"Thank you." Jian Fanchen remembered his tearful performance last night, and suddenly felt guilty.

His pressure is actually not that exaggerated, he is very optimistic and very resistant to pressure.

Seeing burning in the corner of the glass jar, his eyes dimmed.He saw Jiang Tang take out the watch from his pocket and put it on Jian Fanchen's desk.

After Jiang Tang and Ying Ming went out, Jian Fanchen turned his head and looked at him with a pure and harmless gaze: "Jianzhuo, do you like to play this game? Come and play, it's very cool."

Jian Zhuo shook his head: "I don't like it, it's too violent."