Sweet Wife, be Good!

"What happened to Shihao?" Fang Lan asked.

"President Zhuang has been in a state of absence during this period of time, and his daily work meals have been casually eaten, and the whole person is very haggard. When dealing with things, he is also a little...some..." Assistant Zhang originally wanted to say that he When dealing with things, it was very emotional.

The entire Shihao Group building is covered by a layer of air-conditioning, making everyone feel at risk.

However, the arrangement of Zhuang Shihao in front of Fang Lan is indeed not very authentic, so he emphasized on Zhuang Shihao’s personal life: "President Zhuang does not eat well, and he also does not rest well. He comes to work with dark circles every day and does things too. They are all in a daze. For more than a week, things have been very bad. President Fang, I'm afraid his body can't hold it. President Fang, you must have a good talk with President Zhuang..."

"Uh..." Fang Lan stroked his forehead, so this is the personal situation of Zhuang Shihao after she talked about it last time?

She hadn't had much experience before, but now that Assistant Zhang said that, she really felt a little inhumane.

Hearing Fang Lan’s voice, Assistant Zhang thought she was unwilling to help, and said sincerely: "Fang, President Zhuang is sincere to you. Anyway, I don’t know how to say it, but every time you are in a good mood. At that time, President Zhuang will also be in a good mood. If you have something, President Zhuang’s mood will sink. What I said is all true and truthful, President Fang, you must be well with President Zhuang what."

"Well, I see." Fang Lan was a little embarrassed. Her personal life was reduced to the point where she needed an assistant to remind her.

Thinking about it, it was indeed that I was not attentive. During this period of time, Zhuang Shihao was completely ignored.

"Okay, I won't bother you, Mr. Fang." Assistant Zhang finished what he should have said, and hung up the call witty.

Fang Lan was really guilty of thinking about it, and she shouldn't say that kind of thing to deceive Zhuang Shihao anyway.

Thinking of the scum on his chin just now, I'm afraid it's been tortured all this time.

Thinking of this, she went to the closet and found a thin pajamas to put on.

Just after the change, Zhuang Shihao opened the door and walked in.

Fang Lan hurriedly shrank into the bed.

"Youyou are already asleep." Zhuang Shihao walked over and said in a low voice, "I'll take a shower and wait for me."

His face is refreshed, where is the slightest gloomy look?

Fang Lan remembered that he was on the balcony and in the room just now, so he had already succeeded twice?

Why do you put on such pajamas?

She got up and was about to take it off, and the man had returned.

He just took a battle bath and didn't spend a few minutes at all.

Before Fang Lan finished taking off his pajamas, he turned over to bed.

After seeing Fang Lan's movements, her eyes darkened, "This nightdress is good."

Fang Lan: "..."

I plan to take it off.

Zhuang Shihao stretched out a long finger, "I will help you."

"..." Fang Lan, okay, it's self-inflicted.

...

When Zhuang Shihao went to the company the next day, although he still had a cold face, his gloom had faded away, and he walked with wind.

The whole Shihao Group's spirit was refreshed, and it seemed that it had been a long time since I saw such a refreshing President Zhuang.

What's even more rare is that after reading the documents that everyone gave up, he calmly put forward one or two points that needed to be revised.

Everyone was simply grateful.