forbidden to imagine

Brother, why are you blushing.

After solving the three cancers of the Song family, the secret forest merger and acquisition case has also come to an end.

Song Lai picked a sunny day and completed the acquisition signing ceremony in the chapel in the secret forest garden.

Song Lai is not a person who pays too much attention to form, but Fang Yan is very concerned about this signing. He asked Lin Shen to lead people to decorate the church early on. It is full of flowers and balloons. It is not a big church. Fang Yan made it so interesting that Song Lai thought it was a wedding scene when he saw it.

Because there will be media present, Song Lai felt somewhat ostentatious, and persuaded Fang Yan to restrain him, but Fang Yan rarely insisted on his own opinion and refused to give up. The red carpet is laid.

Standing at the door of the church and watching Fang Yan instructing the staff of the secret forest to go up and down, Song Lai felt a little funny.

Song Lai did not expect that one day the two most important beings to him would be combined in this way.

Seems like it was always meant to be.

The signing ceremony was scheduled for 28:[-] p.m., which was a good time for Fang Yan to find someone to calculate it.

Song Lai didn't believe this, but he believed in Fang Yan.

As the end of the industrial accident, several media came to the signing ceremony, all of which were screened by Song Lai. The media sat in the middle of the church, with representatives from Manchester and Secret Forest sitting in the front row of the church, and a group of spectators in the back row staff.

There had never been so many people in the chapel, and the noisy appearance really seemed to be a happy event.

Song Lai sat in the seat of Party B in front of the table, looking at the Manchester guest seat where only Lin Shen was seated and the secret forest guest seat where only a few shareholders were bustling, Song Lai couldn't help laughing, and turned to look at the serious expression on the side Fang Yan, seeing his solemn face, seemed to be completing some great ceremony, Song Lai suddenly wanted to tease him childishly, so when he was looking over, he stretched out his hand under the table through the long white carved tablecloth Gently resting on Fang Yan's lap.

Sensing Song Lai's protruding hand, Fang Yan blushed, subconsciously grabbed his hand and held it tightly, gave him a warning look, pulled him secretly with his hand, and lowered his voice to his ear while talking.

"Brother, you know I can't stand teasing."

Song Lai blushed in embarrassment at what he said, wanted to take back her hand but couldn't, so she gave him a reproachful look.

"What nonsense, I don't have one."

Seeing Song Lai's embarrassed face, Fang Yan smiled smugly, rubbed Song Lai's hand secretly, seeing that his face was blushing and about to explode, Fang Yan then let go knowingly.

The two were looking at each other, one was smiling profusely, the other was squinting and glaring, one was Party A who had finally got what he wanted, and the other was Party B who was about to be displaced. It was obvious that the two people who were facing each other like that, but anyone who saw it felt that it was very strange. match.

Ye Yuanhong stepped forward and put the two merger and acquisition documents in front of the two of them, and Fang Yan put away that ostentatious smile, and put on a serious face, pretending to be deep.

Song Lai also withdrew his eyes. He opened the merger and acquisition book in front of him, turned directly to the last page, signed his name and stamped the company's official seal on it without any hesitation.

Ye Yuanhong reversed the contract in front of the two of them, and they bowed their heads to sign at the same time. Ye Yuanhong stood in front of them. He always felt that this scene was not like an acquisition and being acquired, but rather like a scene of signing a marriage contract.

Ye Yuanhong pursed his lips and smiled, although he felt that his thoughts at the moment were a bit abrupt, but it was not too ridiculous.

After the two signed the agreement, Fang Yan stood up first and walked to Song Lai. Song Lai looked up at him and stood up too.

Fang Yan's face was once again stained with the carefree and carefree look of a playboy, he winked at Song Lai, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"In the future, please give me more advice, Mr. Song."

Song Lai smiled slightly, just as he held his hand, he took the opportunity to drag him into his arms.

Fang Yan's hug was unstoppable, Song Lai couldn't struggle, and didn't want to struggle.

The sound of shutters behind him was endless, and screams and exclamations resounded in the small church. Song Lai couldn't tell whether it was because of the success of the merger or the moment when he and Fang Yan embraced each other.

But why doesn't matter to him.

In this short moment, there are flowers and gazes, past and future. For Song Lai, this is a delivery.

It's about the body, it's about the soul.

Fang Yan's M&A conditions for Secret Forest are extremely lenient. It is not so much a merger, it is better to say it is a capital injection, and it is even the kind that does not participate in management. Not only has there been no change in personnel, even the name of Secret Forest has not changed. The Forest of Secrets is still the Forest of Secrets before, not the Forest of Secrets in Manchester.

It's just that the documents belong to the documents. Song Lai didn't want Fang Yan to be embarrassed, and he didn't want the secret forest to be on the cusp, so he offered to resign.

The merger was completed, and Song Lai resigned, so various rumors arose in the market. There were different opinions on Song Lai's resignation. Coupled with the signing ceremony of the two people like a wedding scene, it really shocked the already turbulent hotel circle. It was a shock, and even the aftermath affected all circles, but it made Secret Forest and Manchester out of the circle.

When Secret Forest and Manchester were at the center of public opinion, even though Song Lai was not in the company, Ye Yuanhong let Ye Yuanhong take advantage of this wave of public relations, which increased the occupancy rate of Secret Forest by nearly half.

After Fang Yan finished cooking, he called Song Lai several times, but no one answered. As soon as he probed, he saw Song Lai frowning and staring at the computer.

Fang Yan sighed helplessly, walked over and sat down next to Song Lai.

"You are busier not going to work than going to work."

Song Lai was looking at the data and didn't have time to talk to Fang Yan, so he just gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Fang Yan became jealous when he heard his casual tone, and bravely moved the computer in front of him, and turned Song Lai's face so that he had to look at him.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished watching it yet."

Fang Yan ignored his question, but bit Song Lai's face aggrievedly.

"Brother doesn't like me after using it?"

Song Lai was dumbfounded by his inexplicable complaints, amused and helpless, so he raised his hand to rub his hair, coaxing him like a puppy.

"How can I, I just have a little work."

Fang Yan let go of his hand and rolled his eyes at him, not intending to go down the steps, "Is this a bit of work? You've been busy since last night. If that's the case, you might as well go to work."

Song Lai smiled at him with narrowed eyes, "Are you sure you want me to go to work?"

Fang Yan thought for a while and looked over, "Why, the secret forest doesn't allow office romance?"

Song Lai was amused by his words, and burst into a "puchi" laugh.

"That's not true. It's just that if I go to work, I should belong to nepotism. That's not good."

Song Lai spoke so eloquently that even Fang Yan couldn't keep up his pretentiousness, and he was still defeated in the end.

Fang Yan pulled Song Lai up from the sofa and dragged him to the dining table, "For brother's sake, nepotism is fine."

Fang Yan said, and made a thoughtful look again, "But it may be a little troublesome for me, I didn't wear a skirt."

"But if my brother likes me, it's okay."

"Lu Yan!"

Song Lai blushed at Fang Yan's words, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his gibberish mouth.

In fact, it wasn't that he was afraid that Fang Yan would wear a skirt, but Song Lai was that he was afraid that he would have some messy thoughts again, so he tried every means to torment himself.After all, it is difficult to cope with his exuberant energy by doing nothing. If he does something and wears something, it is estimated that he will sing and sing every night and don't even think about morning morning.

Fang Yan knew that Song Lai was thin-skinned, so he didn't intend to annoy him after teasing him a few words, so he pressed Song Lai's shoulder to make him sit down, and trotted to get two bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and put them in front of Song Lai. Pushing the dishes on the table towards him like offering a treasure.

"Try it."

Looking at the delicious home-cooked dishes on the table, Song Lai couldn't help turning his head to look at Fang Yan, "Why do you suddenly want to cook?"

Fang Yan hummed, turned his head with his head held high, "Seeing that you work hard, can't I reward you?"

Song Lailian nodded, "All right, all right, I'd rather be respectful than obedient to your kind invitation."

"Give me a bowl of rice."

After speaking, Song Lai handed the bowl in his hand to Fang Yan, but he was not polite at all.

Fang Yan was happy to be commanded by him, Pidiandian took the bowl into the kitchen, opened the rice cooker but found it was empty.

Fang Yan froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Hearing his laughter, Song Lai looked over and saw him giggling in front of the rice cooker, Song Lai squinted his eyes, got up and walked over.

"What are you laughing at? The rice is not cooked yet?"

As soon as the words were finished, Song Lai caught a glimpse of the empty rice cooker. He stared blankly at Fang Yan. Seeing Fang Yan's dull eyes, Song Lai burst out laughing.

"You actually have such forgetful moments!"

Fang Yan was a little embarrassed by his smile, put down the bowl and scratched his head, "I'm busy and forgot, I'll cook it now, it'll be fine later."

As Fang Yan said that, he was going to wash the rice, but Song Lai was still standing beside him laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

He laughed too hastily, his face was slightly flushed, and his eye sockets were also slightly moist, like the last remaining spring flowers hanging on the ends of the branches trembling with the wind, making people worry whether he will wither in the next second .

Fang Yan turned his head and saw Song Lai smiling. The laughter penetrated his heart like a feather, making him itch from the soles of his feet.

In order not to let the flower wither, Fang Yan decided to pick him off first.

Just hide it in your bosom, hear it every day, watch it every night.

It wasn't until Fang Yan's kiss made him dizzy and dizzy that he couldn't stand up straight, that Song Lai faintly felt that something was wrong.

Before he could figure it out, Fang Yan carried Song Lai upstairs.

After being thrown on the bed by Fang Yan and being threatened by him over and over again, Song Lai was startled to realize that he seemed to be his dinner again out of nowhere.

"Lu Yan."

Song Lai suddenly hugged Fang Yan's waist and called him affectionately.

Fang Yan's movements froze, and he lowered his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Song Lai buried his head in Fang Yan's arms, and giggled twice.

"Did you deliberately not cook today?"

Fang Yan pursed his lips to suppress a smile, squeezed the soft flesh around Song Lai's waist, and threw him down.

He didn't answer Song Lai's question, because he had already regarded Song Lai as a bowl of fragrant white rice, and just swallowed it into his stomach one by one.