President, he can't control the Shura field.

Jian Fanchen was called up by Jian's father early the next morning, and the private chef had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Jian Fanchen was originally sleepy, but after seeing the delicious food, he immediately regained his energy.

Jane's father is a strict father, he has always been strict with his son, and there is a gate control before the age of 18.

"What time did you come back last night?" Jian's father sipped ginseng water and read the newspaper with a thick voice.

"It's past twelve o'clock." Jian Fanchen replied while drinking coffee.

"When you grow up, the door guards can't control you anymore." Father Jian put down the newspaper and looked at his son, dissatisfied.

At this time, Jian's mother came down from the stairs after practicing yoga. Seeing Jian's father's serious face, she yelled at him: "Don't lecture him when eating. My son is already so old. Do you care what time he comes back?"

Father Jian shook his head and said, "People who sing every night can't manage the company well."

Jian Fanchen retorted: "I worked overtime yesterday, it's about the European market."

Father Jian knew that the matter in Europe was settled yesterday afternoon, so he took another sip of ginseng water and said nothing.

Jian's mother was not happy, and looked at her son distressedly: "Don't work too hard, look at you, you have lost weight recently."

Jian Fanchen had an expression that I knew, no wonder he was picked up by Xiaoshou yesterday, he really lost weight.

"I also think I've lost weight." As he spoke, he took a big bite of ham and decided to exercise more.

"Don't bother eating too much, in fact, you haven't lost much weight." Jian's mother said.

Jian Fanchen: ...There is no love in this family anymore.

Jian's mother took a sip of the fruit juice and said, "You'll be 25 soon, it's time to think about your personal issues. If you work too much overtime, you won't be able to find a partner."

Jian Fanchen: ...So it's here!

Doesn't President Ba have the freedom to fall in love?

Jian's father glanced at him, and then said to Jian's mother: "We don't need to worry about this. He is surrounded by flowers every day, and our company is almost becoming a draft company."

Jian Fanchen raised his forehead, what should come is still here.

He knew that recently, the male protagonists have been active in the company too frequently, which is too high-profile.This rumor will definitely reach Father Jian's ears.

Mother Jian showed curious eyes: "Who? Is it someone from the company? Male or female? How old are you? Do you have any photos?"

Jian Fanchen had no choice but to say, "Mom and Dad, don't make wild guesses. If there is nothing wrong, we are all colleagues."

"Colleague?" Father Jian snorted dissatisfiedly, "I don't care about the rest, the company prohibits romance in the office, you can't spoil it."

Jian's mother glared at him: "Work is as important as a lifelong event? Your Qing law that prohibits office romances has been changed."

Jian's father felt guilty after being stared at by Jian's mother. He cleared his throat and said, "Actually... It's okay to fall in love, but you have to keep a low profile. Moreover, it's very important to be specific."

Jian's mother answered immediately: "Of course, Enpi cannot pass the trial."

Father Jian looked at his son, and said again worriedly: "You can't find so many spare tires at the same time, it's too scumbag."

Jian Fanchen:? !

"No, I really don't, I don't want to fall in love!" Jian Fanchen felt that the ham on the fork was no longer fragrant, and now he only wanted to follow the career path, and he only wanted to fully survive the contract period and keep his family property and life.

Jian's mother knew that today's young people have low desire for marriage and love, and was afraid that pushing her son too hard would be counterproductive, so she kicked Jian's father under the table to signal him to stop.

Anyway, on the day of the birthday party, she had a lot of opportunities to see who liked Jian Fanchen.

Because the four male lead assistants were all assigned important tasks on the weekend by Xiaoan, Jian Fanchen spent this week's weekdays in a very quiet place, basically no one came to his office.

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday afternoon, when Jian Fanchen was about to leave work, Yingming came to the office to look for him.

"Boss Jian, are you leaving get off work? Do you have anything to do tonight?" Ying Ming asked Xiao An and knew that Jian Fanchen had no schedule tonight.

"It's okay," Jian Fanchen said while putting on his coat, "Are you okay?"

Ying Ming said, "Then I'll give it to you, because I happen to have something for you."

"Is there something for me?" Jian Fanchen was stunned for a moment, and the first thing that came to his mind was what work report Yingming was going to give him, "Now?"

Ying Ming could see what he was thinking: "It's not about work, Mr. Jian. It's the plant studio I mentioned last time. The boss called me just now and said that a new batch of potted plants came, and they are all in good condition."

Jian Fanchen remembered the botanical garden they talked about last time, and turned his head to look at the watercress green on the table.

"Okay, let's go then." He smiled.

This plant studio covers a large area, with a pavement in front and a large botanical garden in the backyard.

Where there are many plants, even the air is cool.When Jian Fanchen walked in, he took a deep breath of oxygen.

Xiao Ming, the staff member who guided them, asked, "How is it? We are an urban oxygen bar, and it is the place with the highest oxygen concentration in the entire city."

Jian Fanchen said with a smile: "I should move the office here, so that I can inhale oxygen while holding meetings. That's a good idea."

After he finished speaking, he laughed to himself, and the staff also laughed.

Ying Ming turned to look at him from the side.

Then they brought them to a glass greenhouse, and Xiao Ming left.

Before leaving, he whispered mysteriously to Jian Fanchen: "It's very magical to make a wish in our botanical garden."

Xiao Ming returned to the front desk, and his colleague asked gossipingly, "What's the relationship between Young Master Ying and that handsome guy?"

Xiao Ming made an empty gesture: "Don't ask around... Young Master Ying hates people talking too much."

But he himself couldn't help gossiping, and within a few seconds he leaned into his colleague's ear and said, "I think Young Master Ying treats him very differently."

The colleague gave him a blank look and said, "What do you need to say? Are you a nonsense writer? This is the first time Ying Shao has brought someone here, and after staying up for so many nights, he has to prepare it himself..."

In the glass greenhouse, all kinds of exquisite flower stands are filled with large and small green plants from the floor to the wall, and there are automatic sprinkler devices.In addition to plants, there are small sculptures made of crystal, and even a crystal round table and crystal stool.

Jian Fanchen asked curiously, "What does the greenhouse need tables and chairs for?"

Ying Ming said: "You can sit and hold video conferences."

Jian Fanchen looked at him, paused, and realized that what the staff said just now was referring to making a wish come true.

He laughed and quipped, "They also rent out conference rooms?"

Ying Ming said, "It's not rented."

Jian Fanchen glanced at him.

Ying Ming looked at him, then turned around and picked up a pot of succulents, and gave them to Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen took it in a daze, and took a closer look at the translucent leafy flesh, and saw that it was worth a lot of money.

"This is? Neon Yulu? It's hard to find this variety, right?" Jian Fanchen then saw a glass sign hanging on the base, which said happy birthday and his initials.

He froze for a moment, raised his head, and met Ying Ming's steady eyes.

"Mr. Jian, this greenhouse is what I want to give you."

Jian Fanchen was even more confused.

Ying Ming gave a rare smile and said, "Birthday gift."

He has been preparing this gift for a while, and he planned to give it to Jian Fanchen after the weekend.

"You bought this glass greenhouse?" Jian Fanchen still didn't believe it.It's not a question of money, he knows that Ying's family is not short of money, and he receives a lot of expensive gifts on his birthday every year, but this is too much trouble.

"Well," Ying Ming's tone was slightly nervous, "President Jian, I haven't been able to find a chance to thank you for helping our family get through the crisis before."

He knew that Jian Fanchen would definitely not refuse.

Although he used other reasons, Jian Fanchen might accept it.

But he will only choose the most certain way.

He wanted Jian Fanchen to accept this gift from him, it didn't matter what the reason was.

"Thank you Yingming, you are so thoughtful. This is the first birthday present I received this year, and I like it very much." Jian Fanchen was worried that the male protagonists would hate him before, but now it seems that he has controlled the plot line very well. The protagonists respect him a lot.

Ying Ming added: "They can be disassembled at any time, and someone will send it to your home to install it."

Jian Fanchen probably figured it out, his big terrace should be able to accommodate it: "How do you know that my house can accommodate this?"

Ying Ming said, "I asked Secretary An about it."

No wonder.

Jian Fanchen thought, this is very appropriate.Never fight an uncertain battle, you must have been prepared long ago.

That's right, he felt that it would be a good thing if this gift could make Ying Ming feel more psychologically balanced.

Ying Ming originally thought that going after giving this gift would reduce the psychological burden.But in fact he was even more apprehensive.

He seemed to be expecting more.

Now he wants to give Jian Fanchen more things.

Saturday morning, Ocean Resort.

When Jian Fanchen arrived there, the buffet breakfast on the beach hadn't started yet.

When he got off the car, Jiang Tang was standing at the entrance of the beach talking on the phone.

As soon as he saw him, Jiang Tang hung up the phone and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Jane, good morning."

Today's Jiang Tang is wearing a small casual suit, looking energetic.

"Morning. Why are you all here so early?" He glanced and saw Cheng Lian wearing earphones patrolling the scene. The guests hadn't arrived yet, but the waiters were already busy.

Jiang Tang smiled and said, "Of course you have to come earlier than the boss."

Cheng Lian also saw Jian Fanchen, and after explaining a few words to the foreman beside him, he walked towards them.

"Cheng Lian, you've worked hard." Jian Fanchen said.

Cheng Lian was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, and because of work, he also wore glasses with gold rims, making him look very capable.

"Mr. Jian, you should have some breakfast first. You will be busy when the guests arrive." Cheng Lian was very thoughtful and had already prepared food for Jian Fanchen in advance.

He led them to the dining table and brought a plate to Jian Fanchen.

Seeing the fried chicken, Jian Fanchen nodded without hesitation.

At the music festival, Cheng Lian found out that Jian Fanchen loves fried chicken.Moreover, Jian Fanchen told him that he likes to eat fried chicken on the beach, and it is difficult to have such a strong breakfast at work. It feels like a vacation when you eat this kind of breakfast.

When Jian Fanchen went to pick up fried chicken, Cheng Lian and Jiang Tang turned around at the same time and walked to the drink area behind them.

Jiang Tang made a cup of coffee directly.

Cheng Lian glanced at him and took a bottle of soda.

When they returned to Jian Fanchen, Jian Fanchen was holding a plate of fried chicken and looking at them.

"President Jian, your coffee." Jiang Tang handed over the coffee cup, "Latte, it's hot."

"Fried chicken in the morning is too oily, so drink some soda," Cheng Lian said.

After speaking, the two looked at each other.

Jian Fanchen looked at the two glasses of drinks, then looked at the strange expressions of the two of them, and said, "Thank you, put it here, I'll drink it all."

The two of them were in a delicate stalemate for two seconds before putting the cup beside Jian Fanchen at the same time.

Jian Fanchen stretched out the plate of fried chicken: "Do you want to eat?"

"Thank you, Boss Jian." Jiang Tang looked very casual, and took a piece without politeness.

Cheng Lian actually didn't want to eat it, but he glanced at Jiang Tang and reached out to grab a piece.

After Jian Fanchen finished eating the fried chicken, the guests came one after another, and the scene became lively.

When he was chatting with others, someone suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted: "What is that?"

Everyone heard it and looked up to the sky.

Today's sky is blue, cloudless, and as clean as a canvas.

Jian Fanchen narrowed his eyes and looked up to the sky, and saw a small plane.

Another person next to him said: "It seems to be jet-writing? It's sky writing!"

White smoke remained in the blue sky along the trajectory of the small aircraft.

Soon the words "Happy Birthday" appeared in the blue sky.

The sea and the sky became one piece, and everyone saw only a word of blessing.

A girl shouted: "Wow! So romantic!"

Everyone sighed and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the sky.

Jiang Tang stood beside Jian Fanchen, squinted for a while, then turned to look at Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen's expression was also surprised.

Jiang Tang lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.After being shocked, he had to sigh: Cheng Lian is really good at tm.

The author has something to say:

Overhead, overriding, overriding, everything is for the Shura field!

As usual in Jinjiang, there will be clips at 12 o'clock tomorrow night, so tomorrow night's update will be postponed until 11 o'clock on Monday night, and the two-in-one replenishment will be available to the babies~