It's up to you

It was Qin Feng who appeared and knocked on the glazed platform and pulled their thoughts back.

"What are you talking about? You're so excited. Don't forget that it's working time now." Qin Feng reminded.

"Assistant Qin, I know you won't expose us, so we also said a few diss. It's not just a woman who sent a bag to the president." The girl on the far right said coquettishly.

Qin Feng just liked her. He took the bag and looked at it and said.

"The theme of your gossip is the president wife."

Everyone eyes were about to stare out.

Qin Feng sent the completed wedding invitation to Ji Jingchen office. Ji Jingchen stopped his work and casually took one from it.

Unlike the usual wedding invitation printed on the wedding photos of the groom and the bride, the wedding invitation she chose is mainly Chinese red, folded on both sides, just synthesized into a traditional red double happiness, and tied with a red ribbon.

Untie the ribbon and unfold the invitation. Tang Shuyan wrote the invitation in regular script.

Her font has her own style.

Now there are indeed very few people who can write good in regular script, and they have replaced calligraphy with machine typing.

The ancients said.

(There is some truth in the words like the people)

After the name of the invitation, there is such a knot, the marriage of the two surnames, the conclusion of a contract, a good marriage forever, and the same name. With the appointment of the white head, I will write to Hong Jian, so that the alliance of red leaves can contain the mandarin spectrum.

"Where is she?" Ji Jingchen admitted that Tang Shuyan attracted his attention.

"The front desk didn't know her identity. She put down her things and left, saying that the president would understand when he saw it." Qin Feng reported to him.

Qin Feng thought to himself, could the president be moved?

After a while, Ji Jingchen mobile phone rang, and three words jumped on the screen.

On the day of 'Mrs. Ji's license, on his way to the airport, he officially stored the number in his mobile phone.

Ji Jingshen answered the phone. It has been more than ten days since the certificate was issued. They will hold a wedding in two weeks.

A sweet voice came from the phone.

"Hello, hello. Tang Shuyan."

Ji Jingchen said in a low voice.

"I have chosen the accompanying gift. Do you need to come and have a look? In the afternoon, the wedding company asked me to see the on-site design drawings. Do you need to make comments?" Tang Shuyan expressed her meaning.

After stopping for a while, Ji Jingchen said.

"Don't bother. Just make the lead."

"That's good. Anyway, you just don't regret it then." Tang Shuyan smiled proudly on the other end of the phone.

"What else?"

"It's okay. By the way, I have put the invitation downstairs of Boyuan Group. Remember to have a look. Ji Jingchen, are you going to marry me? Will you regret it?" Tang Shuyan suddenly asked.

She didn't give him a chance to answer, so she immediately said.

"Wait! There is no chance to regret it. Anyway, it's been proved. I'm going to be busy. I'll hang up first."

She hurriedly hung up the phone and didn't even want to listen to his last goodbye.

Ji Jingchen ears were a little hot, so he threw his mobile phone on the table.

Even Qin Feng, who was beside him, looked at Ji Jingchen on the phone.

Why did he look like a pure little man at his age? He was completely in line with the cold president style.

Seeing Ji Jingchen looking at him, Qin Feng covered his smiling face and said.

"President, I'll arrange these invitations first."

Ji Jingchen listened to her voice, but she was a little more playful.

How did it sound inexplicably? He felt a trace of familiarity and stability.

Later, he immediately corrected her thoughts. Tang Shuyan was just the best candidate for a wife, because her surname was Tang and she was the only heir of the Tang family, that's all.

Ji Jingchen laughed, or he originally thought that Tang Shuyan was the kind of little woman crying.

Is his judgment wrong?

According to her rationality and efficiency, she is definitely not a little woman.

He took out his mobile phone and pressed a few words in the WeChat group.

( Go to 'get drunk' at night, and I have something to announce)

Everyone sent many expressions to guess, and his mystery was not revealed.