Chapter: 53
For the first time, Si Junyan heard Shen Yu'an eating flat, and laughed unscrupulously on the other side of the phone.
The laughter spurred Shen Yuan's thin lips into a straight line, squinting his eyes and threatening, "If you laugh again, I will give you a promotion and let you become the president of the African head office."
Sunningdale intends to enter the African market and is currently preparing an African head office.
Si Junyan is a hedonistic person. Letting him go to Africa where birds do not shit is basically equivalent to killing him.
Sure enough, Si Junyan’s laughter stopped abruptly like a duck pinched by his neck, and said carefully, "Chairman, I am wrong, I am wrong. You tell me the specific situation, and the subordinates will analyze it for you. ."
Shen Yuan told the personnel department to call Su Meng but was ugly rejected. "Working in the same office has the longest contact time. The annual salary of one million is not low. Why does she refuse?"
Si Junyan rolled his eyes on the phone, and it turned out that a straight steel man is a straight steel man.
"Ms. Su has done a good job as a designer. Why do you want to be a bald programmer who stays up all night and works overtime? I tell you to contact you more and express your likes, so that you can take the initiative to pursue Su Meng and use practical actions. To express your liking for her."
Shen Yu'an heard a red auricle, coughed dryly, and said a little awkwardly, "It's just a good feeling, and it's not up to the level of liking."
Si Junyan immediately changed his words, "That is to express your good feelings for her. How to express good feelings, shouldn't I be taught?"
Shen Yuan didn't want to show his timidity in front of Si Junyan, "Of course not."
Si Junyan also wanted to tease a few more words, after all, such an opportunity is probably only once in a lifetime.
But Shen Yu'an didn't give him a chance at all, "You can get out of work and continue to work. I paid you not to come to chat. Before I get off work, I want to see your handling of pirated software last month."
"Shen Yu'an, you are killing the donkey!" Si Junyan was angrily.
Shen Yu'an raised his eyebrows and snorted, "Don't worry, you won't give a donkey a tens of millions of annual salary."
After hanging up the phone and completely cutting off the babble of Si Junyan on the phone, Shen Yuan opened Google and typed in the search box "how to express good feelings with girls is the most appropriate".
But there are too many answers to this question, and there are all kinds of answers.
He simply wrote a new sorting code in the browser, sorted all the answers according to the number of answers, and found that the first place was sending flowers and sending roses.
He picked up the car key and went home because his mother planted a large red rose in the garden at home.
When he got home, the whole family was a little surprised.
After entering the door, he greeted Father Shen and Mother Shen who were in the living room, "Dad, Mom."
Father Shen gave a hum with the newspaper in his hand, even raising his eyes.
Seeing Shen Yuan's return, Mother Shen squinted at him and snorted coldly, "Oh hello, President Shen Da can be regarded as thinking of the way home, and remembering his old parents at home."
Shen Yuan knew it was his mother who was complaining that he didn't go home in the last month, and explained, "I will go home when the company's projects are finished."
Mother Shen hugged her chest and put her head aside, she didn't believe it at all, "When have you finished working on the project? You will work on your project at the company on the New Year's Eve. People who don't know think the project is your mother."
Shen Yuan was anxious to go out to send flowers, without even changing his shoes, and went straight to the flower garden outside, "Mom, I will borrow something from you."
Mother Shen felt sorry for her son, and she told her aunt to make more of Shen Yu'an's favorite food at noon. When she looked back for her son, she found that Shen Yu'an was holding a bunch of roses in the trunk of the car.
Why do those roses look so familiar... aren't they the ones she is in the flower garden?
Before Shen's mother could react, Shen Yuan got into the car and waved to her.
"Mom, there's still something to do with my company, let's go!"
Mother Shen watched Shen Yu'an's car driving further and further, hurriedly ran to the flower garden, and saw that the flower garden she had been waiting for for three years was cut to only one place, and she was so angry that she jumped on the spot.
"You brat! Don't come back anymore! The roses I have grown for three years are all ruined by you!"
She was so angry that she was looking for an accomplice, and shouted at Dad Shen who was still reading the newspaper in the living room, "Old Shen, look at your precious son. Leave him alone!"
Father Shen turned a page of the newspaper calmly and said slowly, "You should be happy."
"The roses that I have planted for three years have been cut. What's more to be happy about me!"
"What's the cut?"
"Rose! Yes, rose!" Mother Shen immediately opened her eyebrows and smiled after she understood the key. , I have a grandson! Old Shen, your son has the same demeanor you had back then."
Old Shen Lue, who was holding the newspaper, smiled intentionally, "That is!"
Shen Yuan went to the flower shop and asked the waiter to wrap the roses in the trunk, wearing sunglasses, and holding a large handful of flaming red roses into the Haixing Building.
Even with sunglasses, his beauty still cannot be concealed, and with the tender red rose in his arms, no one passing by him is attracted by him.
Shen Yu'an has long been accustomed to the sight of the people around him, and if no one is holding a rose on the elevator, thinking about the surprised expression that Su Meng might show in a few minutes, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.
But as soon as the elevator door opened, there was a sharp female voice outside, "Su Meng, you bitch!"
His face changed slightly, frowned, and he strode towards the VG branch... JrNovels.com
The laughter spurred Shen Yuan's thin lips into a straight line, squinting his eyes and threatening, "If you laugh again, I will give you a promotion and let you become the president of the African head office."
Sunningdale intends to enter the African market and is currently preparing an African head office.
Si Junyan is a hedonistic person. Letting him go to Africa where birds do not shit is basically equivalent to killing him.
Sure enough, Si Junyan’s laughter stopped abruptly like a duck pinched by his neck, and said carefully, "Chairman, I am wrong, I am wrong. You tell me the specific situation, and the subordinates will analyze it for you. ."
Shen Yuan told the personnel department to call Su Meng but was ugly rejected. "Working in the same office has the longest contact time. The annual salary of one million is not low. Why does she refuse?"
Si Junyan rolled his eyes on the phone, and it turned out that a straight steel man is a straight steel man.
"Ms. Su has done a good job as a designer. Why do you want to be a bald programmer who stays up all night and works overtime? I tell you to contact you more and express your likes, so that you can take the initiative to pursue Su Meng and use practical actions. To express your liking for her."
Shen Yu'an heard a red auricle, coughed dryly, and said a little awkwardly, "It's just a good feeling, and it's not up to the level of liking."
Si Junyan immediately changed his words, "That is to express your good feelings for her. How to express good feelings, shouldn't I be taught?"
Shen Yuan didn't want to show his timidity in front of Si Junyan, "Of course not."
Si Junyan also wanted to tease a few more words, after all, such an opportunity is probably only once in a lifetime.
But Shen Yu'an didn't give him a chance at all, "You can get out of work and continue to work. I paid you not to come to chat. Before I get off work, I want to see your handling of pirated software last month."
"Shen Yu'an, you are killing the donkey!" Si Junyan was angrily.
Shen Yu'an raised his eyebrows and snorted, "Don't worry, you won't give a donkey a tens of millions of annual salary."
After hanging up the phone and completely cutting off the babble of Si Junyan on the phone, Shen Yuan opened Google and typed in the search box "how to express good feelings with girls is the most appropriate".
But there are too many answers to this question, and there are all kinds of answers.
He simply wrote a new sorting code in the browser, sorted all the answers according to the number of answers, and found that the first place was sending flowers and sending roses.
He picked up the car key and went home because his mother planted a large red rose in the garden at home.
When he got home, the whole family was a little surprised.
After entering the door, he greeted Father Shen and Mother Shen who were in the living room, "Dad, Mom."
Father Shen gave a hum with the newspaper in his hand, even raising his eyes.
Seeing Shen Yuan's return, Mother Shen squinted at him and snorted coldly, "Oh hello, President Shen Da can be regarded as thinking of the way home, and remembering his old parents at home."
Shen Yuan knew it was his mother who was complaining that he didn't go home in the last month, and explained, "I will go home when the company's projects are finished."
Mother Shen hugged her chest and put her head aside, she didn't believe it at all, "When have you finished working on the project? You will work on your project at the company on the New Year's Eve. People who don't know think the project is your mother."
Shen Yuan was anxious to go out to send flowers, without even changing his shoes, and went straight to the flower garden outside, "Mom, I will borrow something from you."
Mother Shen felt sorry for her son, and she told her aunt to make more of Shen Yu'an's favorite food at noon. When she looked back for her son, she found that Shen Yu'an was holding a bunch of roses in the trunk of the car.
Why do those roses look so familiar... aren't they the ones she is in the flower garden?
Before Shen's mother could react, Shen Yuan got into the car and waved to her.
"Mom, there's still something to do with my company, let's go!"
Mother Shen watched Shen Yu'an's car driving further and further, hurriedly ran to the flower garden, and saw that the flower garden she had been waiting for for three years was cut to only one place, and she was so angry that she jumped on the spot.
"You brat! Don't come back anymore! The roses I have grown for three years are all ruined by you!"
She was so angry that she was looking for an accomplice, and shouted at Dad Shen who was still reading the newspaper in the living room, "Old Shen, look at your precious son. Leave him alone!"
Father Shen turned a page of the newspaper calmly and said slowly, "You should be happy."
"The roses that I have planted for three years have been cut. What's more to be happy about me!"
"What's the cut?"
"Rose! Yes, rose!" Mother Shen immediately opened her eyebrows and smiled after she understood the key. , I have a grandson! Old Shen, your son has the same demeanor you had back then."
Old Shen Lue, who was holding the newspaper, smiled intentionally, "That is!"
Shen Yuan went to the flower shop and asked the waiter to wrap the roses in the trunk, wearing sunglasses, and holding a large handful of flaming red roses into the Haixing Building.
Even with sunglasses, his beauty still cannot be concealed, and with the tender red rose in his arms, no one passing by him is attracted by him.
Shen Yu'an has long been accustomed to the sight of the people around him, and if no one is holding a rose on the elevator, thinking about the surprised expression that Su Meng might show in a few minutes, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.
But as soon as the elevator door opened, there was a sharp female voice outside, "Su Meng, you bitch!"
His face changed slightly, frowned, and he strode towards the VG branch... JrNovels.com
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