Sweet Wife, be Good!

Chu Shichen and the others could see that it was He Xiasheng who was slumped in front of Qiao Jin.

Wherever there is a welcome banquet held in this kind of hotel, there are only a few people who everyone knows each other.

After trying to understand this, Chu Shichen and others didn't stay a lot, and bid farewell to He Xiasheng one by one, and left one by one.

...

Qiao Jin arrived at the company the next day.

Han Dong leaned in front of her gossiping: "Miss Qiao, how do you think the dishes and drinks tasted last night?"

"Very good." Qiao Jin remembered that she and Qin Tianlan ate the most and drank the most enjoyment last night.

He Xiasheng did not move any knife or fork in the audience.

Han Dong looked satisfied.

He feels guilty for Qiao Jin and has always wanted to improve the relationship between her and Mr. He.

It seems that the force last night was right.

"Miss Qiao, you look really good today."

"Really? I think so too."

Qiao Jin touched her cheek. After returning home last night, she even slept peacefully and her complexion was so natural.

After receiving positive feedback from Qiao Jin, when Han Dong returned to the top floor, he felt a sense of pride with You Rongyan.

Regarding special assistance, he is naturally the strongest.

As soon as he entered the elevator, he saw He Xiasheng with a blue eye hanging from the corner of his eyes. Compared with Qiao Jin's radiant face, He Xiasheng seemed to be overworked.

Could it be said that the effect of the candlelight dinner last night was so good that the relationship between the two people has soared to this extent?

"Mr. He!" Han Dong smiled, "Good morning!"

He Xiasheng's cool eyes flashed over him, and then moved to other places without focusing.

"You go to Africa for a few days."

"I..." Han Dong's face suddenly collapsed, and he was shocked, "Mr. He, what did I do wrong?"

Isn't Miss Qiao very satisfied with the arrangement last night? Mr. He, which string is wrong?

"By the way, take him." He Xiasheng took out He Xingjian from behind.

He Xingjian's complexion is worse than that of He Xiasheng, and his hair is in the shape of a chicken nest.

"Big Brother!" Holding the idea of ​​being forced to work at the company by his father anyway, He Xingjian bravely tossed He Xiasheng to vent his anger for Qiao Jin.

But he didn't expect that his eldest brother would let him go to the African branch.

The elevator dinged and stopped on the top floor.

He Xiasheng walked out quickly.

There are two people who have the same fate. Look at me, and I look at you, staring with big eyes and small eyes.

"Second Young Master, why is this?" Han Dong was so dead that he didn't understand.

"Last night, I took over twenty people to attend the eldest brother's welcome banquet."

Han Dong: "..."

Second Young Master, can you not take me with you if you die!

...

At noon.

The two of them scratched their heads, and their souls flashed.

"Big Brother!" He Xingjian broke into He Xiasheng's office, "I heard someone asked Xiao Qiao to have dinner with her tonight."

With a sound of He Xiasheng, the nib of the pen shattered on a document.

What's delicious when eating? Someone invite her to eat every day?

He Xingjian doesn't know how effective this strategy is, but looking at the way the eldest brother looks, it still works a little bit.

He blinked vigorously at Han Dong.

Han Dong said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Mr. He, I have already assigned that person a double job. He has no time to go out for dinner in three months."

He Xiasheng changed a pen and continued to sign the document.