Chu Heng walked into the study room full of sympathy.
"You're awake." Han Yunwen raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw her lover walking in casually. Her beautiful eyebrows quickly stretched, and her smile was sweet and gentle: "Have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten yet. I'm not very hungry yet." Chu Heng slowly walked around the desk, put his hand on her slender shoulder, and squeezed it gently: "You just came back from the company and you were reading, why don't you take a break?"
"I have nothing to do, just read a book to kill the time." Han Yunwen raised her arms and turned them around a few times to relax her stiff body bones.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Chu Heng didn't know what she was thinking, so he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, and advised: "Just do the work if you can. If you feel tired or tired, just do it."
Let others get it, and soon Martin will arrive with a large group of animals, and then you will be the boss lady and the empress dowager, sitting behind the curtain and listening to the government."
"Pfft, beast, look at your capitalist face, do you treat employees like cattle and horses?" Han Yunwen couldn't help but laugh, and then took out a piece of information from the drawer and handed it to him: "Take it."
"What?" Chu Heng took it in confusion.
"Aren't you going to set up a head office soon? These are some suitable office spaces I asked my subordinates to collect, including those from our own company and those from other companies." Han Yunwen said with a smile.
"You are so considerate." Chu Heng smiled and pinched her pink cheeks, then pulled her up, sat on the boss's chair, and let Han Yunwen sit on his lap before lowering his head.
Look at the information in hand.
Han Yunwen cuddled up to him, and when she was bored, she fiddled with his hair, looking for a few white hairs that had popped up from time to time since last year.
Like a big female monkey looking for grains of salt in its companion...
"hiss!"
After a while, Chu Heng grinned and put the information on the table, and placed his finger on one of the messages: "Let's use the Golden Horse Building under the name of Paison Real Estate. It's always a bit old, but the location is good. The main thing is
Our own property can be used with ease."
"How many floors do you want?"
"Let's just go up to the three vacant floors. The company is just starting to build, so it won't use much."
"I'll call the property company right now and ask them to keep it so I can rent it out later. That piece is very popular." Han Yunwen immediately stood up, half-lying on the desk, picked up the phone and dialed.
Chu Heng sat on the chair, looking at the round millstone wrapped in the skirt in front of him, his eyes gradually straightened, his mouth went dry for a while, and he felt evil.
"Manager Liu... hiss... no... it's okay. You said, um... I'm listening... yes, the seventeenth, sixteenth, and fifteenth floors... stay..."
…
It's past eleven o'clock.
Chu Heng came out of the study alone in his nightgown, with his two hairy legs looming under the robe.
He had just finished heavy physical labor and ran downstairs like a starving ghost, shouting: "Sister Xiu! Sister Xiu! Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Sister Xiu, who was preparing lunch in the kitchen, popped her head out from behind the door: "Lunch will be ready soon, can you wait a moment?"
"I can't wait any longer. Eat whatever you have. I'm starving. I'm starving."
Chu Heng's eyes glowed green and he went straight to the kitchen.
Facing that hungry look, Sister Xiu couldn't help but tremble. This look seemed familiar to her. This was how her husband looked at her on that thunderstorm night twenty years ago.
Sister Xiu looked at the empty first floor. Except for her and Chu Heng, there was not a single ghost.
Mr. Chu can’t be...
Sister Xiu's heart trembled, her cheeks that still retained her charm instantly glowed with red clouds, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.
Is it coming?
Are there any unspoken rules in the workplace?
Did I obey or not?
Just when she was confused, Chu Heng had already passed by her. He was rummaging around like a devil entering the village. After a while, he filled a bowl of rice and added some to the dishes that Sister Xiu had just prepared.
Cover it, use chopsticks to dig into your mouth, and walk out of the kitchen. You barely need to chew. You eat one bite at a time, and half a bowl of rice is gone before you leave the kitchen.
It seems that he is really hungry...
Sister Xiu turned back in disappointment and continued cooking.
"Well!"
Soon Chu Heng walked to the living room. The big bowl in his hand was empty, not even a grain of rice was left, only the soup was left.
He hiccupped a little and put the bowl and chopsticks on the coffee table. He poured another cup of cold drinks and drank it. Then he picked up the phone and called the Mandarin Hotel. He found Duan Jinchang and asked him to inform all the middle and high-level managers of all his industries on his behalf.
Shareholders will have a meeting at the Mandarin Hotel at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Duan Jinchang was really miserable.
In the past, when I was only in charge of a hotel, I would appear as Chu Heng's secretary from time to time.
Now that I am the boss of a star-rated hotel chain, I still have to be a secretary.
When it's over, I don't dare to complain.
"Puff."
Not long after Chu Heng hung up the phone, the servant Sister Fang came in from outside with Han Yu in her arms. The little guy had not been separated from me for a long time, so naturally he had not been forgotten.
After coming in, he looked left and right, glanced at Chu Heng without paying attention, and turned his head to look elsewhere. Suddenly he was stunned again, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Chu Heng who was sitting in the living room smoking.
"ah!"
He was suddenly pleasantly surprised, happily stretched out his chubby little hands to his father, and shouted loudly.
"Ouch! Damn it!"
Chu Heng quickly put out the half-smoked cigarette, rushed forward, picked up his son, and held him in his arms for a long time. Han Yu giggled happily.
More than ten minutes later, Han Yunwen, who had had enough rest upstairs, dragged her legs that were as weak as noodles and came down from the stairs. She smiled and looked at the father and son playing together.
"Look how happy this little guy is."
Sister Xiu happened to come out of the kitchen at this time carrying a plate of dishes. She saw her pink face glowing and her charming eyes full of spring.
This is full!
Most of the day...
Pooh!
She secretly spat, couldn't help feeling envious, and carried the food into the restaurant.
It's great to be young.
…
The next day.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Chu Heng, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, took a bus to the Mandarin Hotel.
Han Yunwen left alone early in the morning, planning to talk to the people at Baishen Real Estate first, and then lead the team there.
Inside the car.
Cen Hao, who was panting and weak, leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes like a useless person.
He left the night before yesterday to find the Ocean Horse stewardess, but never showed up until early this morning.
Chu Heng, who was sitting aside, had a slumped face and cursed: "You damn bitch, do you know why I brought you here? You are a bodyguard. Who else can you protect if you act like this?"
"Aren't you dead? What's the fuss about?" Cen Hao opened his eyes impatiently, turned over and went back to sleep.
"..."
What he said makes sense.
Chu Heng was speechless for a moment, and then he became angry from his heart. It was just anger from his heart...
He wanted to slap Cen Hao several times, but he was afraid that he would not be able to beat him. This grandson could not strike lightly or harshly. He had a meeting soon. How could he see anyone if he was beaten black and blue?
As a result, Chu Heng, who felt that the overall situation should be put first, decided to let Cen Hao go for the time being.