Jiang Beimo is a clever man. I don't think he can figure this out.

"Hope ..." After listening to Song Wenxin's words, Qiao Weiwei suddenly felt confident and nodded.

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Jiang Beihan rode a car and went directly downstairs to a building in the city center!

As soon as he arrived, a staff member came to help him open the door.

"General Jiang, you are here!"

Jiang Beihan raised his chin, glanced at each other, then got out of the car, walked away with long legs, and strode toward the building!

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Jiang Beihan took the elevator and came to the seventh floor!

The office building is still under renovation, and many renovation workers are busy!

"Mr. Jiang, the decoration is completed today! However, the president's office has been completely furnished, and it is completely furnished in accordance with your requirements. Would you like to see it?" The accompanying staff asked quietly.

After hearing that, Jiangbeihan frowned his thin lips, and walked towards the president's office!

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As soon as you open the office door, you can see a fresh and overflowing office ...

The whole office has a light blue hue ...

Light blue curtains, light blue walls ...

Gives a fresh, soothing and relaxing feeling.

Jiangbeihan looked around the office, finally came to his desk and sat down!

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the computer and some folders on the desk!

The sight of the black eyes finally stopped on a photo frame placed on the desk!

The person in the picture on the frame is not someone else, it is himself, Jiang Beihan!

He frowned, raised his hand to pick up the frame, looked at it, and then tickled his lips with satisfaction!

Not bad! So Song Wenxin's woman could see him as soon as she lowered her head!

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"The whole floor of the office building is decorated according to your instructions, using world-renowned high-quality environmentally friendly and harmless materials. Are you satisfied with it?" At this time, the accompanying staff continued.

"Okay!" Jiang Beihan frowned his thin lips, then said.

"Boss, the hilltop hotel is all set up!" At this time, Shangguan answered the phone, walked in, and whispered to Jiang Beihan.

"Well." He heard that Jiang Beihan answered.

The voice fell, his eyes fell on the photo on the desk, his thin lips ticked slowly, and the smile in his eyes deepened ...

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Saturday.

Song Wenxin originally thought that Jiang Beihan would not have to be busy at weekends, but when she woke up early in the morning, she found that Jiang Beihan was gone again ...

She sat up and looked at the empty pillow, a little lost in her heart.

He seems to be getting more and more busy. He comes out early every day and returns late, even on weekends!

Thinking, she couldn't help sighing, then got out of bed and went to wash!

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In the afternoon, Song Wen was idle and bored, studying cooking with Qiao Weiwei!

Qiao Weiwei taught her to cook soup. Song Wenxin also learned it very carefully, but ... the same material, but because Song Wenxin had not mastered the skills, the soup that was finally cooked still tasted a lot worse than Qiao Weiwei, but the taste was still good. It was pretty good.

"Wei Wei, your craft is so good!" Song Wen said with emotion.

"I used to be bored when I was at the Jiang family." Qiao Weiwei smiled and said.

In those two years, it was not a waste for her. At least she learned a cooking skill and some skills ...