Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chapter 1297: I do n’t understand pity and love jade (2)

Tang Yu took the household registration book and got on the bus, leaving the household registration book aside. Song Zhixing took it and turned it over. Her household registration has always been in the Tang family, and Tang Yu has a household registration book.

Throughout the book, she and Tang Yu had two pages. The titles are 'Uncle' and 'Niece'. Song Zhixing looked at the title bar with emotion. No wonder grandpa has always felt ridiculous.

"What do you think?" Tang Yu asked her out loud when she saw that she could see God.

Song Zhixing returned to God, shook his head, "Nothing. But what are you doing with the Hukouben?"

Tang Yu took a deep look at her and wanted to say something, but in the end he just said lightly: "Some things are useful, and they are brought out."

"Oh." He didn't elaborate. Song Zhixing guessed that it might be used for business, so he didn't ask much.

Tang Yu drove the car all the way to the company and took the account book to get off. He got out of the car first, stood there waiting for her, and reached out to her. Song Zhixing is no better than him. On such occasions, she still cannot be so calm. Just glanced at him, then looked at his hands, shook his head at him, and put his hands behind his back.

Tang Yu frowned. "Being with me makes you feel invisible?"

"I didn't mean that," Song Zhixing explained.

Tang Yu didn't speak, just looked at her heavily and took the lead in the company. Song Zhixing looked at his back and mumbled: Shouldn't this person be angry with himself just because of this? She followed, and whispered: "This is the company. Everyone knows our identities. If you are a big boss, you still have to avoid suspicion."

Tang Yu's face still didn't have much expression like that, "So, did you consider it for me?"

"Of course!" Song Zhixing finally seemed to find the most suitable reason, and he became more energetic, and his small body was straight. "I'm not the boss here anyway, it has no effect on me. You are different, the impact is so great. If you take me in today, maybe the headline of the company's newspapers tomorrow is that your old cow eats tender grass, and It's the nest grass—my niece. How awful! "

"Are you afraid?" Tang Yu asked suddenly.

Sudden interrogation made Song Zhixing suspiciously say "um", "What are you afraid of?"

"It may be worse than what you said just now. Are you afraid?" Tang Yu paused on the company's marble floor and looked back at her with a serious voice.

Song Zhixing was stunned.

She was afraid, she was certainly afraid. Rumors are even more terrifying than the beasts. However, his mouth was raised, "What am I afraid of? Aren't you still?"

"Anyway, if it's unpleasant, you cover my ears." She said, grabbing Tang Yu's hand, and covering her ears. She looked up at him, his crystal clear eyes, full of his tall figure. In her eyes, she was full of admiration for a mature man, "I only listen to you, and I don't listen to anyone, can I?"

Tang Yu's heart fluctuated greatly.

There was a faint smile on the expressionless face, "You can do it when you talk about it."

"What if you can't do that?" She frowned, asking in distress.

Tang Yu stared at her, "Punishment, heavy punishment."

"What a penalty?" Song Zhixing asked.

"pick one of two."

"You said."

"Take off your pants and lie down on the bed and be obedient to the board. Or ..." Tang Yu's eyes narrowed, his voice lowered. "Like you did last night on the bed like you did last night. Which one do you want?"

Song Zhixing blushed, grabbed his hand that was still on his ear, and stepped back to keep a distance with him. Staring at him, squeezing two words out of his mouth, "Rogue."

Moreover, the hooligan is still in front of the company! My skin is too thick!

Tang Yu smiled and ignored her complaint. Entering through the revolving door, the staff at the front desk of the company's first floor immediately stepped forward, "General Manager Tang."

"Um." Tang Yu has already converged on the gentleness and ease when he just talked to Song Zhixing, and now it becomes much more serious, and no one dares to be more indifferent. This angry man.

Song Zhixing was thinking next to him. He usually behaved as a hooligan. He should really be photographed to show his employees. It must be a surprise!

Speaking of which, he was afraid that he was going to die before, thinking that he was the typical big devil in film and television works. However, I don't know when he would dare to do anything wrong in front of him, snoring in front of him, and doing whatever he wants. Probably, knowing that he will always tolerate himself without a bottom line, accept yourself!

Thinking of this, Song Zhixing was a little bit warmer because he had been abandoned by Li Qiming.

As I was thinking about it, I heard the lady at the front desk continue: "The lady outside is here again today."

Tang Yumei's heart twisted and she looked out.

Miss?

Song Zhixing's gaze swept across Tang Yu's face, and he was so curious to die that he followed his gaze and looked out. Sure enough, a young woman stood outside the company's gate. She has a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure, and she looks a little bit in her early 20s. Although she is very conservative in dress, she still cannot hide her extremely hot body. From time to time, there are men passing by, and those people, even if they have passed by, still glance at the woman from time to time. However, the other party is standing stubbornly, and has no feeling for those unsightly eyes.

Song Zhixing looked at the other person's chest, which even the woman could not ignore, and looked at his own. Isn't this man his own rival? If she only talked about her figure, she would die enough! Look at the face again ... well, they are also beautiful!

"How long have you been standing?" Tang Yu looked back and asked the front desk.

"It's already been 40 minutes."

Tang Yu frowned. The temperature was almost 35 ° outside now, and he ordered: "Find a parasol for her to avoid heat stroke. Then send a bottle of water."

"Yes, President Tang." The other responded and turned to take an umbrella.

Tang Yu looked back at the figure and said nothing, but walked in the direction of the elevator. Song Zhixing has been holding back and asking nothing—the second grandfather of his Tang family is also sending umbrellas and water, which is definitely not easy! I have never seen any woman so attentive to him before!

She was defamatory all the time. When she entered the elevator, the elevator door closed, and she couldn't hold herself immediately.

"Second uncle, is that pretty sister your ex-girlfriend? It's water delivery and umbrella holding, so you also understand compassion and cherish the jade." The tone is pretending to be relaxed, but it can't hide the sour tone.

"Don't you say that I don't know Lianxiang Xiyu this morning?" Tang Yu smiled and didn't explain.

Song Zhixing is already grinding his teeth.