Tan Hanqing probably didn't expect that after he closed the door, he got up drunkenly. Not only could he walk steadily, he could also pick out clothes that basically suited him, then take a shower, and then sleep well.
Hug the quilt, close your eyes, and feel comfortable.
Lao Gong's breath smells good. Lao Gong's bed is very big. Lao Gong's quilt is very soft.
After a while, a heavy sleepiness swept over him.
During the day, Tan Hanqing came out of the guest room feeling particularly uncomfortable. He rubbed his neck with the left side and the right side. He secretly thought to himself that his sleep was really uncomfortable.
The bed in the guest room is not stretchable enough for him, and it is not as comfortable as his own big bed. The main thing is to recognize the bed, so no one dares to occupy his room and let himself sleep in the guest room. Tan Hanqing is not familiar with that bed, so he sleeps on it. It made him feel uncomfortable.
Call and ask Liang Wen to book beds in several guest rooms, the big ones and the best ones.
Liang Wen had just stepped into the company. After answering the phone, he turned around and said: "Okay, President."
"Assistant Liang, where are you going? You didn't clock in but you're late." The man joked.
It's quite early now, so it's okay if you don't punch in, but it's still more advantageous to punch in. What if you're late later?
He was performing a task, and the president seemed to be in a hurry. The punch-in was not as closely linked to his salary as the president's order, so Liang Wen calmly said: "Buy a bed."
"Congratulations, Assistant Liang, good things are coming soon."
"It's no wonder I have to worry about being late."
"Yes, yes. The money in the card is enough to marry a wife. Those who buy beds and furniture must have already bought a house."
Liang Wen's brows twitched slightly. In their company, when had the male colleagues been more gossipy and thoughtful than the female colleagues?
"I bought it for the CEO." Liang Wen walked out of the circle surrounded by them.
"That's it? President, good things are coming soon."
Liang Wen stopped again and thought: "It doesn't look like it, because there are more than one."
The colleague’s jaw dropped in shock, “The president is trying to...”
Liang Wen frowned, intuiting that his idea was definitely abnormal, so he asked: "What's wrong?"
"Three wives and four concubines."
Liang Wen: "..."
It’s better not to waste time any longer with these imaginative people.
After finishing the phone call, Tan Hanqing passed by the master bedroom and felt a little unhappy. He was sleeping so uncomfortable, so he didn't know how comfortable the people inside were sleeping. He was so drunk that he didn't make any sound.
Narrowing his eyes, Tan Hanhan secretly opened the door, wanting to take a peek. What he saw was an indifferent person sitting on the bed, buttoning his shirt in an orderly manner. After buttoning, he frowned.
The sound of opening the door was small, but without delay Shen Jun heard it. He raised his eyes and met Tan Hanqing's eyes.
Tan Hanqing turned her eyes to avoid his gaze, wanting to close the door immediately to hide her guilt for her inexplicable behavior.
"Your clothes don't fit me. Ask your assistant to send you a set. I have to go to work." A voice came from the person inside.
He didn't mention how rude it was for him to suddenly open the door. When Tan Hanqing heard the sound, he said: "Oh, okay."
Turning around and walking down the stairs, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Liang Wen's number again. While waiting for Liang Wen to pick up the phone, Tan Hanqing thought: No, how could he control himself so normally?
Tan Hanqing stroked his hair and ruffled it: Also, he...
The man's face was a little red: Were you wearing your own clothes just now?
Patting his face, Tan Hanqing felt inexplicably happy.