Chapter 211 General Department, Rice Team

The six-person team occupied the table again. This was a scene that had not appeared for a long time. Qian Wan had not come to work after Han Qian's accident. He heard that Han Qian had only joined the company after being discharged from the hospital. Su Liang was worried that Han Qian would also No appetite.

Liu Jiulong looked at Yang Lan's sad face and had no appetite.

All the unpleasantness today has passed and Han Qian is back.

Daqian'er took the meal card and shouted, "You're welcome!" Whatever you want, don't say anything else. If you are happy today, you must buy a chicken drumstick for Brother Liang'er. Su Liang smiled mischievously.

"Thank you for the reward from my aunt, let's go buy some food!"

Qian Wan pouted.

"You don't have a head injury, so why are you wearing a hat?"

Su Liang also pouted.

"Leave me alone!"

The table was filled with all kinds of lunches, and everyone was not polite, choosing what they liked to eat. Halfway through the meal, Miss Yali came. Looking at the lunches on the table, she asked softly if she could have some. A lunch.

Everyone is naturally welcome. After sitting down, Miss Yali took out a small safety charm from her pocket and handed it to Han Qian, laughing softly.

"Young Master Han, don't dislike it. After I heard from Brother Liang that something happened to you, I ran to the temple to beg for one. Maybe this peace charm is of little use. I hope it can keep Young Master Han safe."

Han Qian stretched out his hand to take the peace charm and smiled.

"I was supposed to pick it up with both hands, but my situation doesn't allow it, Yali! I was still uneasy when I came to work in the morning, but when I saw this peace charm of yours, I instantly felt at ease. I have to treasure it. , um... Shanshan, can you see if you can hang this on my mobile phone? After all, it is a gift from my sister-in-law... Oops! Look at my mouth, how good are you two now?"

"Huh? Brother Qian'er changed his mobile phone? Where is that antique?"

Fang Shanshan joked playfully, and at the same time carefully took Han Qian's mobile phone. Maybe this mobile phone is not expensive, but they all know that for Han Qian, changing a mobile phone is not much less important than buying a car, and then Looking at Su Liang and Li Li curiously.

Su Liang raised his head and smiled at Han Qian.

"I originally planned to get the certificate right after the Mid-Autumn Festival, but if something happens to you, neither of us has the intention. Wife, please don't pinch me!"

Not only Han Qian, but everyone who was doing it had their eyes widened. Is this already the case? Have you started calling your wife and counting the days to get your certificate? Xiao Yang Jia was the first to recover and whispered.

"Li Li, you should think about it. In order to prevent you from falling into the fire pit, I have the obligation to remind you that although Su Liang is not very reliable, as long as the whip is used hard, there is no stubborn donkey that cannot be beaten back. .”

Liu Jiulong nodded seriously.

"That makes sense. When you two get married, I will definitely give you a whip, the kind made of steel bars."

Da Qian'er said immediately.

"I'll give you a millstone. It won't be useful if the donkey doesn't grind it."

Li Li's eyes have turned into crescent moons. She is serious about Su Liang. At the same time, she went to ask Han Qian for a peace charm to tell Su Liang what she meant. In the temple, Su Liang knelt in the main hall and shouted an oath to the Buddha. , the commotion made him become the protagonist, and Miss Yali was also moved.

As for whether receiving the certificate is genuine, Li Li cannot be impulsive, but if Su Liang insists on getting the certificate, she will not refuse. She doesn’t need the house, she has the car. As for the betrothal gift, a symbolic auspicious number will be fine. The betrothal gift in Miss Yali’s heart is nine One thousand nine hundred and ninety-one.

No more, no less, that’s the number.

The bride price just wanted to tell Su Liang that she was not cheating on her.

Everyone was talking about making trouble, Han Qian looked at Su Liang and whispered.

"Are you sure this time it won't be the same as before? I don't want me to drag you around the streets after you get married."

Su Liang nodded to Han Qian and smiled.

"seriously."

After saying this, Su Liang took off his hat. His long hair was gone, and now he had the same short hair as Han Qian had before.

Um?

Han Qian leaned back and said with wide eyes and fear.

"Where did this monk come from?"

Su Liang curled his lips and said sarcastically.

"How different are you and me?"

"If you say that, I won't be stubborn with you."

After saying that, they both lowered their heads to eat. Han Qian used a fork for the first time and used chopsticks with his left hand. He didn't have the ability yet. This meal was the most comfortable and happiest meal Han Qian had eaten after his accident. Unknowingly, He already likes this kind of life.

It’s great to be alive!

Hmm... divorce is pretty... good... right?

This must not be heard by Nuan Nuan. The girl is probably still scolding him now.

At this time, Wen Wen covered his head and looked at the coffee in front of him. He had a headache. After struggling for a long time, he asked his secretary to change it to a cup of milk. It was all Han Qian's fault. He just said that coffee is not as nutritious as milk, so he just drank coffee for Wen Wen. His habit has been changed, and Han Qian has to be blamed. If he hadn't slept last night, he wouldn't have a headache now.

Was this guy opened up by Feng Lun's shot?

The office door was pushed open again, and Nuan Nuan had no strength to raise his head, so he spoke tiredly.

"Just put it on the table. You can go down and notify the doorman later. As long as my letters and express delivery are delivered immediately, there is no need to knock on the door."

After saying this for a long time, he realized that the milk had not been put down. Wen Nuan frowned and raised his head. He found that the person standing in the office was not the secretary, but Lin Zongheng. Wen Nuan frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Does the president have something to do with me?"

The title had changed from Mr. Lin to President. Lin Zongheng took a deep breath, put down the coffee in his hand, and spoke softly.

"Xiao Nuan, you haven't come to work since the party incident. I'm very worried about you. Your mental state is very bad now. You'd better drink some coffee to refresh yourself."

Nuan Nuan saw that the coffee that had just been taken away by the secretary was brought back by Lin Zongheng. His brows furrowed even more. He picked up the phone and called the secretary and said coldly.

"Deduct all your salary for this month. If you are not satisfied, go to the Labor Bureau, Industrial and Commercial Bureau, wherever you want to sue me! If you want to resign, I will pay you your salary immediately!"

The little secretary was so frightened that she could only say that she had no objection, as she should.

Putting down the phone, Nuan Nuan raised his head and whispered softly.

"Thank you, CEO, for worrying me. I'm really tired now. Besides! My husband doesn't allow me to drink coffee anymore."

Lin Zongheng said unwillingly.

"Xiao Nuan, I actually wanted to save you at the party, but Han Qian's appearance gave me no chance..."

"Lin Zongheng, we are not children anymore. We are no longer old enough to talk about care, love and protection. For the safety of your life, you should have not come to save me. If you had saved me, I wouldn't know yet. How should I explain our relationship to my husband? At least now I can tell my husband straightforwardly that we used to be friends, but now we are just colleagues."

Lin Zongheng's expression turned ferocious, his eyes gradually turned red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Nuan Nuan, how am I inferior to that Han Qian! You said that your marriage to him was just a fake, and you have to wait for me to come back."

Wen Nuan looked at Lin Zongheng with an indifferent expression and said coldly.

"Yes, the previous marriage between Han Qian and I was a sham. I said I was waiting for you to come back, but I didn't tell you what I was waiting for you to do. I can tell you straightforwardly now that I was waiting for you to come back to participate. My wedding ceremony with Han Qian! I like Han Qian, I love my husband, and my husband loves me too. He would knock out a gangster who pulled my hair with more than a dozen guns pointed at him. Oh my! Men are not the kind of guys who change their clothes and huddle in a corner shivering!"

Wen Nuan's straightforward words made Lin Zongheng completely give up. He took a step forward. At this time, the door of Wen Nuan's office was pushed open. Yu Shici walked into the office on a pair of high heels and said with a teasing smile.

"How are Mr. Lin's knees? Feng Lun weighs one hundred and twenty or thirty kilograms. Dragging him around all night would be unbearable for anyone. I have to say! Mr. Lin, your physical strength is really great. good!"

Yu's poems were even more straightforward. Lin Zongheng's face was completely ruined by the two women. He threw the coffee in his hand against the wall and turned around to leave.

After he left, Nuan Nuan covered his head and sighed, then picked up the phone again and called his secretary.

"If you dare to hand over my things to Lin Zongheng in the future, you should prepare a resignation report to me at the same time. My secretary is not Lin Zongheng's spy."

Yu Shici asked softly.

"Not resigning?"

Wen Nuan held his head with his hands and said helplessly.

"I have a problem. I get used to it. After using it for a long time, I don't want to change it. The same goes for men."