Flying the boss is not easy

In the evening, Wan Hansong was dealing with affairs in the office, thinking about when his proposal would be implemented, but the current financial situation did not allow them to do so.

Alas, helping your partner with affairs is tiresome and sweet!

At this time Song Haicha came in, and it was obvious from his expression that something good happened.

Wan Hansong leaned his hands on the table to support his face, and said with a smile: "Boss Song is here, rare customer, sit down quickly!"

Song Haicha didn't quarrel with him, and went straight to him: "There is good news."

Wan Hansong looked serious when he heard that, he put away his foolish look: "What good news?"

Song Haicha whispered in his ear: "We have applied for a 2000 million interest-free loan!"

"What!" Wan Hansong opened his eyes wide, "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true, but you can't make it public. If you tell it, many people will be jealous. It might trip us up." Song Haicha warned.

"alright, I got it!"

Wan Hansong was immersed in joy: This is an interest-free loan, how much money does it cost to play with it!

While he was thinking about it, Song Haicha suddenly pushed him down on the table.

"It's such good news that it's a shame we don't do something to celebrate."

Wan Hansong panicked, trying desperately to push him away: "This is in the office, what if someone sees it?"

"It's okay, I saw it when I came here just now, and they all went to eat." Song Haicha reassured.

Wan Hansong was forced to accept Song Haicha, thinking in a daze: Did I educate him too much recently?Where did the serious boss go?Why are they all developing into cheating in the office now? !

When the two of them were having a passionate kiss, the office door opened, and a sound of "Fuck" echoed in this small office.

The two got up in a hurry, glanced at the door, and said that it was okay.

Song Yang couldn't believe what he just saw, and kept rubbing his eyes.

Wan Hansong was very dissatisfied with Song Yang's disturbing their good things: "What are you rubbing, are your eyes hot? Why don't you knock on the door?"

Song Haicha is the same as Wan Hansong, but he doesn't have a good relationship with Song Yang like Wan Hansong. He coughed twice: "Next time... remember to knock on the door."

Feeling their anger, Song Yang muttered, "Excuse me, please continue, please continue", and then closed the door for them.

During the meal, Wan Hansong sat in the middle, Song Haicha and Song Yang sat on both sides, the three of them were turbulent in their hearts but still showed a peaceful life and a peaceful life.

Song Yang glanced to the left from time to time, but didn't notice any difference.

Old Wei cared: "Song Yang, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes always slanted, do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's all right, my eyes... are healthy!" After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and hurriedly planed the rice. When his stomach was almost full, he dropped the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Eat slowly when I'm full!"

Lao Wei looked at Song Yang's back with relief: "What a good boy, he eats so fast, he must be rushing to study."

Song Haicha and Wan Hansong looked at each other, showing guilty expressions at the same time.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the three of them gathered in Song Hai's tea room. It was very quiet for a while, only the sound of the TV was left.

Wan Hansong interrupted the silence: "You have seen it too, I am now a couple with your Grandpa Song, how about it, let you call me Grandpa Wan, don't suffer."

"Hehehe." Song Yang didn't know what to say, so he could only answer with a smile.

"Well, we have a special situation here, so don't talk about it everywhere, and we believe you won't talk about it everywhere. It's enough for God to know about this matter, you know us, you know?"

Song Yang squeezed out a "yes", then continued to look at them without saying anything.

Song Haicha continued to ask: "I believe you will not think this is such a surprising thing, you can understand us, right?"

Wan Hansong walked to Song Yang's side: "Don't be pessimistic, you are lucky, you are the first person to witness our love!"

Song Yang replied blankly: "Really? Then I'm so lucky."

Wan Hansong felt that he had said enough, and thought that tonight he would be sure that Qingqing and I would fail, so he said to them: "You two talk for a while, I'll go back first."

After the door was closed, Song Haicha said, "You didn't say a few words just now, do you have any other opinions?"

"What can I think, you are the ones who are in love and not me," Song Yang rubbed his clothes, "But are you going to let the third grandmother know?"

"Sooner or later, you will know."

"You are not afraid of them..."

Song Haicha interrupted him: "Don't be afraid, I'm the one who's going this way, not them. If it's convenient in the future, you... send me a letter."

"Okay," Song Yang readily agreed, "but if you think about it, there is definitely no room for what I said. The third grandmother and the others are not very happy about some things."

"You go back first, I know what to do."

After Song Yang left, Song Haicha lay on the bed thinking.

Wan Hansong had promised him a long time ago that he would take care of the family members on his side, which is completely fine, but he himself did not give Wan Hansong a decent response.

His parents' trial...was really not easy.

After the weekend was over, it was rare for Song Haicha to send Song Yang off, and Wan Hansong also said to send him off together.

After arriving at the school, Song Yang suddenly said "ah", and Wan Hansong asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yang flipped through his phone: "There is a book that I haven't bought yet, let's go back to it."

Song Haicha looked at the time: "It's too late, you go to the classroom, the evening self-study is about to start, you send me the picture and I will buy it for you."

Song Yang responded, and quickly got out of the car and ran to the school.

In the bookstore, Song Haicha and Wan Hansong compared each other on the bookshelf with their mobile phones. Suddenly, Wan Hansong found a familiar magazine, and he walked over immediately.

After seeing the cover clearly, Wan Hansong could not wait to cheer twice: This is his favorite macho magazine!Since he came back, he has never seen any place for sale, and after he got married with Song Haicha, he almost forgot about his ex-true love.

Song Haicha found the book Song Yang wanted and walked towards Wan Hansong.When he saw what Wan Hansong was doing, his face dropped a little, he turned around and left.

After Wan Hansong saw it, he thought, Song Haicha must be angry.

On the way back, because Song Haicha deliberately ignored Wan Hansong, Wan Hansong couldn't cheer himself up.

Finally, Wan Hansong began to criticize himself: "My dear Boss Song, I have misbehaved and behaved indiscreetly. My eyes should never look at that magazine. Let me tell you that the models in the magazine have nothing but muscles. It's not good anywhere but developed, and those faces can't even compare to one-tenth of yours!"

"You look so carefully, you even notice whether the face looks good or not."

Wan Hansong thought that Song Haicha's focus was really peculiar, and he continued to admit his mistake: "Don't pay attention to those details, my sincerity to you can be learned from the world! If I'm not telling the truth, the car will blow out immediately!"

Suddenly there was a sound from the bottom of the car, Wan Hansong trembled three times in fright, Song Haicha looked at him mockingly: "It's really sincere."

Day, this time I really jumped to Song Haicha's bathroom and couldn't clean it.

It was easy to do anything with the funds, and Wan Hansong bought shares by the way. The 500 million was tax-paid and there were 400 million left after paying taxes. He didn't keep a cent and invested it all.

Song Haicha touched his chin after knowing Wan Hansong's plan: "If you trust me so much, aren't you afraid that you will lose nothing in the end?"

"That's absolutely impossible!" Wan Hansong patted the table and said, "I can't go wrong with you, and we will join hands to promote Song Hai's tea industry to the world!"

Song Haicha tapped his index finger on the table, and stared at Wan Hansong with a half-smile: "Don't forget that I'm still angry after all these big words."

Wan Hansong rolled his eyes in his heart, isn't it just a magazine?He had long forgotten what was on it, but Song Haicha was still thinking about it.

It's almost time to get off work, Song Haicha rolled up his sleeves to check the time: "It's almost time for dinner, think about how to make me forget about it."

He stood up from his seat, touched Wan Hansong's head and went out.

Wan Hansong tidied up the raped hairstyle on the spot, and watched Song Haicha's back disappear.

Some people, on the surface, feel ashamed to die by their bosses, but secretly they want to do this and that with their bosses.

In the dormitory, Wan Hansong racked his brains and couldn't think of a solution. He pinned his hopes on the vast number of online users, searching for "what should I do if my boyfriend is angry?"

"It's too simple, the subject just act like a baby and admit your mistake, no amount of jealousy can bear the object's acting like a baby~"

Wan Hansong had already admitted his mistakes in front of Song Haicha countless times, it was useless.Let him act like a baby... no!can't do it!

"Don't pay attention to him, he will automatically come to you in a few days. I have seen through this kind of creature a long time ago."

Wan Hansong also denied this.Song Haicha is his immediate boss, how could he ignore him, and Wan Hansong had a date for the first time in so many years, how could he just ignore him?

"Of course it's sex | seduction, my boyfriend uses this method when he gets angry!"

Seeing this, Wan Hansong narrowed his eyes, imagining Song Haicha being fascinated by his own body.

Stimulate!Feel it!Exciting!

He threw his mobile phone on the bed, took out the white shirt from the back of the closet, and happily went to take a shower.

The news was broadcasting on the TV, Song Haicha was absent-minded, and had to check his phone every once in a while, for fear of missing any important news.

Just in time, when he picked up the phone again, Wan Hansong sent a message: Boss, come to me quickly, there is a surprise.Then he sent another picture with a mosaic, which made Song Haicha's face feel hot.

Without any hesitation, Song Haicha picked up the key and rushed to Wan Hansong.

After opening the door, the heat blowing towards his face made his vest slightly sweaty. Wan Hansong sat on the bed and looked at him with an expectant expression.

He waved to Song Haicha, and he was short of saying "come, come, come".

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The manuscript saver is almost used up, and I feel flustered