Three Hundred and Seventieth Chapters His Love Is Silent (Seven)

How could Su Yanbin know that she needed a notebook?

The only one who really knew that she needed a notebook was the person in the conference room yesterday, so, he gave this notebook?

Zhuang Nainai was stunned for a moment, then Su Yanbin said, "I heard from Assistant Ji that you made a bet with the people in their company to draw six design drafts in two days? The problem is that you don't even have a computer. No, what kind of design draft did you draw! Are you out of your mind?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Nainai put his guesses behind him, and slapped Su Yanbin on the head with a slap, "Brat, you just lost your head!"

Su Yanbin shrank his head back into the car, and then yawned.

Zhuang Nainai looked at his tired look, as if he hadn't slept all night, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you send the computer in when you came?"

When did Su Yanbin become so polite? In peacetime, he had already slammed on the door with a "bang bang bang".

Su Yanbin became irritable when he heard this, "What's wrong with sleeping in the car?"

If Boss Ting didn't feel sorry for his little daughter-in-law, saying that she went to bed too late last night and had to wait for her to wake up naturally in the morning, she thought she would love to sleep in this miserable car and wait for her!

After Su Yanbin finished speaking, he looked at Zhuang Nainai again, "Hey, when are you going to reconcile with Boss Ting!"

In his opinion, whether it was in high school or now, Zhuang Nainai chased after Boss Ting's ass every day, and now she is so obviously at odds, isn't she the one who compromised in the end?

He just begged them to make up quickly, and stop torturing him! Haven't slept well for several nights?

Zhuang Nainai pouted at Su Yanbin, picked up the computer and walked back without answering the question.

reconcile?

She felt that this time they would not reconcile.

Misunderstood again and again, mistrusted again and again, the hurt between them is too deep, perhaps separation is the best choice.

She took two steps, and Su Yanbin followed behind her, and then handed her a bag of food, "No, design six sets of clothes in two days, do you really think you are a god? I bought it for you." Order some supplements, don't become a fool when you get tired, then there will be no one to argue with me!"

Speaking of which,

Su Yanbin couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

Boss Ting and Zhuang Nainai are two people, one is coquettish and arrogant, the other is a suspicious person who has been polished by life, they still need themselves as a conciliating agent!

However, when can I tell her that Boss Ting did all these things for her?

Zhuang Nainai took the bag unceremoniously, and went back to the small bungalow.

For the next two days, she stayed in the house.

Lin Xier helped her cook the meals, and she would only eat two mouthfuls when she brought them to her mouth. She only slept for four or five hours a day, and like that, soon on Monday, she finally designed two sets of clothes.

Monday is the company's 100th anniversary.

The whole company was full of joyful atmosphere, and the colleagues from the site design department had already rushed to the reserved hotel to set up the venue.

The rest of the colleagues come to work in the morning, and can go home after two o'clock in the afternoon, put on a beautiful evening dress, and attend the company's dinner.

Because it is Emgrand's 100-year celebration, this time is of a full scale. It is said that many media and reporters have been invited, and all employees are also required to wear evening gowns and other formal attire to attend.