Sweet Wife, be Good!

Shen Yuan sat in the room, the curtains opened, and you could see the situation on the street.

The drivers and bodyguards who accompanied Cao Te's help were extraordinary, and those people shouldn't be able to start with such a car.

However, he paced the room anxiously, sometimes glancing down.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Yuan strode towards the door of the room and opened the door.

Cao Tezhu and He Yixia appeared at the door.

His anxious look was visibly relaxed.

"Minister, He translated here." Cao Tezhu took He Yixia's luggage.

"Come in." Shen Yu'an was working on business, with a calm and powerful voice.

Cao Tezhu thought for a while and said, "Minister, how about this, let He interpreter live in my room, and I will move in to squeeze with you."

He thought about it all the way, and this was the best way.

Shen Yuan gave him a deep look: "Can you translate?"

"No." Cao Te helped shook his head.

"So is it suitable for you to live?"

Cao Tezhu shook his head again.

Suddenly he gave up this plan and took He Yixia's luggage to the room inside and put it down before turning around and leaving.

However, he thought in his heart that the minister was really tolerant for work, even He Yixia could accept him in his room.

People admire the ability to do business in office.

"So do I live here?" Before He Yixia came, she had never thought about living with Shen Yu'an.

Shen Yuan sat down slowly, her slender legs elegantly folded together, and her eyebrows were lowered: "The slightly better hotels outside are all overcrowded."

This is the first time Shen Yuan has spoken to He Yixia after the confession incident.

It seems that he has forgotten the embarrassment.

It seems that none of that happened before.

It was an attitude of business affairs. When I looked up at He Yixia, there was no other emotion in his eyes.

He Yixia's uncomfortableness gradually dissipated, and he glanced at the structure of the house, two rooms and one living room, it was completely possible to live in, and it was considered convenient.

Shen Yuan took out a pile of documents and said, "Look at this, can you turn it over?"

That was the manuscript of the novel that Chu Xiuping gave him last time.

Shen Yuan has never liked to trouble her subordinates to do this kind of private affairs, originally intending to ask a friend to help him turn it over.

Now I always find a reason to keep He Yixia.

Those outside hotels can live in, and basic safety is guaranteed.

But He Yixia lives outside, and he is really worried.

Especially... there are accidents like that happen.

He Yixia took it with both hands. Because of his attitude, she immediately entered the working state, glanced at the information, and was pleasantly surprised: "This is the new work "Doomsday Fantasy" by the great writer Maxim! You already have a manuscript. Now! I have read his novels and I should be able to translate them, but in terms of professionalism, there may be some differences from the translation of novels specifically."

"It's fine if you can turn it over." Shen Yuan said lightly, "In the next few days, you will stay here and turn it over."

When He Yixia saw this manuscript, he could feel that the work was not easy at all, and the density was also very high. After all, the publishing house now predicts that even the Arabic version will not be available until next year.

Shen Yu'an certainly didn't make the edition work.

Then he wants this, is to keep it for himself?

I would really enjoy it.

He Yixia can now clearly realize that with his status and status, he can really do whatever he wants.