After divorcing Zha Gong, I got pregnant

Jiang Xiangdi's eyelashes trembled, as if he was still awake, Jin Bei withdrew his hand, and the back of his hand brushed the other's cheek with a delicate touch.

This alarmed Jiang Xiangdi, and he opened his eyes.

Jin Bei hurriedly moved away, and said, "This is not a free park, I can let people come in to collect folk songs."

Jiang Xiangdi just woke up, a little dazed, he hugged the blanket for a moment, and said: "Why, does President Jin still charge a tour fee?"

Jin Bei: "The blanket on your body is still mine."

It was probably the first time Jiang Xiangdi saw such an unreasonable: "...Then what do you want?"

Jin Bei: "Stay here with me for a while."

Jiang Xiangdi was slightly taken aback. He pushed off the blanket on his body, went down to pack his things, the hair on the back was probably pressed, and a little curled up.

Jiang Xiangdi's back was thin and he was wearing loose clothes. If it wasn't for his higher body temperature, he wouldn't look pregnant at all.

He finished tidying up his things and was about to leave. Jin Bei stopped him, and Jiang Xiangdi remembered the man's request and said, "I'm a little hungry, go find something to eat."

The office building has a high configuration, with a dedicated living area, a small kitchen, and raw food in the freezer.

Jiang Xiangdi didn't expect that there was such a human side in the Jin Group, he was stunned: "Can I borrow it?"

Jin Bei: "The public area is shared by employees."

Jiang Xiangdi is not an employee.Before Jin Bei could speak, Jiang Xiangdi said, "But it's always right to make it for the boss."

Jin Bei was stunned.

Jiang Xiangdi went into the small kitchen. He looked around and found some millet, a bag of fresh flour, eggs and a fairly complete set of seasonings. It took a long time to cook the porridge.Jiang Xiangdi first spread a few pancakes with flour, which were as thin as paper and exuded a fragrance.

The inside was too small, and Jin Bei didn't intend to go in to cause trouble. He sat at the small dining table outside, saw Jiang Xiangdi's back through the glass, and for the first time thought of not wanting to go back to work overtime.

What's so good about work, can someone look good?

Since the divorce, he has rarely seen Jiang Xiangdi's obedient appearance in the past, except for those few rare moments of vulnerability related to children.

And with more and more getting along in life, it can be found that Jiang Xiangdi doesn't talk much on weekdays.His appearance is too good, his figure is tall and straight, his voice is as clear as a mountain spring, sometimes he can give people a cold feeling, contrary to being obedient and soft, he seems to be extremely affectionate and unfeeling.

The clock ticked past [-]:[-], and the last batch of overtime employees of the Jin Group got off work, but when they passed the living area, they smelled a seductive fragrance, which made people unable to stop.

Everyone's eagerness to go back slowly changed, and they seemed to feel that they should have an extra meal to reward themselves after a tiring day.

At the small dining table in the living area, President Jin narrowed his eyes and tasted the omelette, which was soft and fragrant, just enough to satisfy his hungry stomach after a busy day. He praised softly: "Not bad."

Jiang Xiangdi raised his eyebrows. When he cooked a table of dishes for this person before, the other person would always nod reservedly without showing any emotion, as if he was stingy with a word of praise.

Not long ago, Jin Bei told him that he missed the food he cooked, and his sincere expression was not fake, which surprised Jiang Xiangdi.He thought that the other party did not like or dislike food.

His craftsmanship is not as good as he said, and Jin Bei has tasted many delicacies in the world. An egg pancake with simple ingredients may not be worth one ten-thousandth of it. At this moment, he feels that it is too delicious because he is hungry.

The small plate of egg pancakes was finished quickly, and Jiang Xiangdi's millet porridge was not ready yet, so Jin Bei said, "Shall I take you to the company?"

Jiang Xiangdi had no objection, just took it as a walk to digest food.

At this moment, the employees who should get off work are basically off work, the company is very quiet, and many office lights are turned off, and except for higher equipment and a more spacious office, the environment is essentially similar to that of Jiang Xiangdi and his magazine.

After walking two floors, Jiang Xiangdi felt a little bored, so he turned back. It's time for his millet porridge.

It was hot and steaming, but because of the large amount, Jiang Xiangdi distributed some to Jin Bei's assistant Deng Yun, and a few senior executives who were still there.

The senior management of the Jin Group is also a very powerful person outside. After all, it is necessary to maintain the operation of this behemoth, and they must not be people who do not have real materials.

Jin Bei hummed softly.

Deng Yun heard it, shook her hand, and looked at Jiang Xiangdi.

Jiang Xiangdi caught her gaze and said, "It's too much, the two of us can't finish it."

The word 'we' successfully satisfied Jin Bei. He looked away and slowly ate the millet porridge in front of him.

Jiang Xiangdi raised his eyes and frowned and said, "President Jin, can I pay for my visit fee now?"

He didn't come here for nothing.

Jin Bei looked at him, Jiang Xiangdi's brown eyes seemed to reflect the light, they were very bright, with a little joy of asking for credit and pride, they looked inexplicably cute, making people want to reach out and hook his straight white nose bridge, and Kissing the graceful curve of the neck that reached from the slightly raised chin and sunk into the collar.

"of course can."

The honeysuckle painting exhibition is about to be prepared, and the call for drawings has been completely over. In addition to the works of the local art association and the art museum, which will be displayed in the exhibition, there will also be support for drawings from art institutions around the world, as well as the participation of individual painters. All in all, it is a grand feast .

Jiang Xiangdi received a call from Cao Qingshan one day in advance to pick him up for the painter's tea party before the exhibition. At the same time, the rating of works and the location of works will be determined at this tea party.

Cao Qingshan said: "Xiao Jiang, you must come here. Although you may not see the No. 1 child of our association, Tong Lao, at least you can get familiar with him."

Jiang Xiangdi felt that it made sense, so he went.

There is no need to prepare formal clothes for the tea party, he dressed casually, and arrived early with Cao Qingshan, along with Cao Yiran who had just returned to China.

Cao Yiran said with a sad face: "Brother Jiang, I think the work I submitted is too bad."

Jiang Xiangdi said: "If you can't agree with yourself, how can you let others appreciate it? Calm down, if it's too bad, no one will look at you at all."

Cao Yiran: "..."

Jiang Xiangdi also submitted the work before the deadline, because he had space for two paintings, and the storm picture was not enough for one, so he only had the opposite picture at hand, so he handed it in together.

He thought that he was not famous and would not lose face, and his mentality was not bad.

Cao Qingshan came over and said, "Xiao Jiang, why are you sitting here instead of going to the front to have a look?"

Jiang Xiangdi shook his head and said, "I'm a newcomer, it's better to be humble."

What he said was reasonable, Cao Qingshan didn't force it, but took Cao Yiran away, Cao Yiran was his nephew, he was related by blood, and Cao Yiran had participated in competitions abroad, so he took people to meet some existing The famous old-timers are not surprising.

Although Jiang Xiangdi was low-key, he was outstanding in appearance. Some people came to strike up a conversation and asked him about his major and school. Jiang Xiangdi was not an art major, so he didn't mention the university he went to. He just said: "The teacher has no school, no Join some institutional association."

Those people left angrily.

After a while, someone seemed to come in at the door, and there was a lively sound, which attracted Jiang Xiangdi, who was flipping through the history of the Artist Association, to look over.

His side is full of newcomers in the art world, the young people who came here seem to be quite famous, surrounded by many companions, with good facial features and imposing manner.

Cao Yiran was thinking about Jiang Xiangdi, and came back soon, saying, "That should be a relatively famous newcomer named Nie Ji. Many people say he is a new painter."

Jiang Xiangdi lowered his voice: "Is it better than you?"

Cao Yiran frowned, and turned to look at Jiang Xiangdi. This young man's voice was soft, but it floated in his heart like a feather.

Cao Yiran suddenly felt that he couldn't lose: "Of course, I can definitely beat him."

Jiang Xiangdi: "Why do you say that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from over there: "This is Nie Ji, he is the one among us who can get the top [-] votes."

Jiang Xiangdi understood immediately.

Rankings and comparisons cannot be avoided anywhere.

Probably someone who is going to be a father, he feels that he has a different mentality from these young people.

The debate did not stop, and everyone quickly moved to another direction——

"Have you heard that this exhibition will showcase Wen Lao's works."

"Mr. Wen? Is that old Mr. Wen Ziming?? I adore him. I heard that he never accepts disciples."

"Yes, a very powerful senior. But the first child elder of the Artists Association will also participate. I don't know how they will compete? The position of this work is not well arranged, and it won't do if it offends either side."

After listening to it, Cao Yiran turned to Jiang Xiangdi and asked, "Mr. Wen is here too?"

Jiang Xiangdi shook his head.

His teacher is very capable, but he never sees the end of the dragon all the year round.

In another small private room at the tea party, Jin Bei also arrived for a long time, checking the list of all participants in the art exhibition and the photos of the works.

"A total of [-] pieces, all of which are on the list." Mi Jie is the person in charge of this cooperation, and said, "This is the result of the wishes listed on the survey wish list, and the remaining vacancies are available for new recruits to choose."

Not all viewers are willing to see every corner, a good location determines how many people can see it.

Jin Bei: "Don't worry, let it go first, I have a little friend."

The author has something to say: Today is Xiao Jiang with a backstage

Today is short I must wait I will rise!

I’m hungry now, babies who sleep late, aren’t you hungry?

感谢在2020-08-2423:32:38~2020-08-2600:07:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Fanghua; 5 bottles of Huqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!