5:30 p.m. is the off-duty time stipulated by Media Asia Group.
In the company building, there are already employees going out one after another. As for those who are not finished with work, they will naturally have to work overtime.
The top floor of the company building, the president's office.
Song Jinze couldn't finish the job at hand without working overtime today, but he thought that he had promised the woman just now that he would go back for dinner.
After thinking about it, he got up and walked out.
Seeing this, Secretary Zhang, who was sitting at the secretary's desk, asked in a daze, "President, where are you going?"
"get off work."
Secretary Zhang: "Then your work today..."
Don’t do it?
So much, no overtime?
This is the first time!
Song Jinze paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Secretary Zhang, do you want to transfer to the Administration Department recently?"
Seeing the president like this, Secretary Zhang realized that he was talking too much, he shook his head quickly, "No, absolutely not, I love my position very much."
"That's best, you also get off work early today."
Chapter Secretary:…
What's the situation?
The reversal is too fast!
Secretary Zhang thought of today's meeting, the president went out to answer the phone with a smile, and couldn't help thinking, is it because he wants to go back early to accompany his wife?
This is the only reason for the president to put down the work at hand and get off work early.
…
When Song Jinze returned to Song's house, it was already an hour later.
When he came in, Ye Zhenzhen and Mrs. Song's shopping in the afternoon also happened to have all the spoils delivered home.
Ye Zhenzhen brought Xiao Chen, Mrs. Song and the old man were watching Xiao Chen try on clothes in the living room.
"Dad! You're back." Xiaochen turned around while trying on clothes, and he was the first to notice that Dad was back.
Ye Zhen Zhen turned her head to look at Song Jinze, and said calmly, "I'm back."
Song Jinze responded softly, "Yes."
Xiao Chen leaned in front of Song Jinze, turned around again, and asked with a smile, "Dad, are my clothes handsome? My mother carefully selected them for me!"
The little guy was wearing a black children's suit, a white shirt inside, and a small red bow tie at the neckline.
This suit is cool and cute on the white and tender little milk dumpling.
Ye Zhen Zhen likes what she sees.
"Well, very handsome." Song Jinze touched Xiaochen's little head, "Daddy's son looks handsome in whatever he wears."
"Hee hee hee! I'm as handsome as my dad!"
Song Jinze touched Xiaochen's face with a light smile, and greeted the old man and Mrs. Song, "Grandpa, Mom."
Master Song was wearing a thick padded coat Mrs. Song bought for him. After he snorted softly, he pretended to show off in front of Song Jinze unintentionally;
"Hey, the padded jacket I bought is really thick. It will be cold in a few days. It will be warm when you go out for a walk."
The old man didn't know that Ye Zhenzhen also bought something for Song Jinze, so he secretly winked at Mrs. Song while talking.
When the people from the shopping mall brought in these clothes just now, he looked at them when they were picking them up there. Everyone in the family had them except that brat.
Hmph, this is how people who stay away from home all the year round should be treated like this.
Zhenzhen is really good!
Mrs. Song said with a smile, "That's not true, I chose this together with Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen said that you must be warm in this, and you will definitely like it."
Song Jinze sat on the sofa, took the tea brought by the servant, and took a sip.
While putting the teacup away, he glanced lightly at the large and small shopping bags in the living room, pursed his lips slightly, but didn't say anything.
He pretended to be casual and asked Ye Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, did you buy anything else? Did you forget anyone?"
Song Jinze glanced at the old man with dark eyes.
Mrs. Song: …
This old man!
Since Song Jinze was a child, this old man liked to tease him. Now that her son is married, why is he still doing this in front of his wife?
Ye Zhen Zhen glanced at the shopping bags that the maid was packing up, and shook her head, "No, that's all."
Song Jinze: This woman carefully selected things for everyone, but she forgot about him.
Mrs. Song smiled, "Zhenzhen, didn't you choose a gift for Jinze this afternoon?"
As a mother, she doesn't want to tease her son.
It's not Xiaochen's age.
Master Song: …
Did you buy something for this brat?
Ye Zhen Zhen was stunned, "Oh, yes, I just took it back and I dropped it on the car, so I didn't take it out."
Such an expensive piece of fabric costs tens of thousands, so how can you just forget it.
Mrs. Song called the servant to get it in the car.
Song Jinze pursed his lips again, took a sip from the teacup on the coffee table, raised his eyes to look at Ye Zhenzhen, "I still have mine."
Then, a pair of long and narrow black eyes looked at the old man, and said silently: My wife has not forgotten me.
Grandfather Song leaned back: You brat, if I hadn’t found such a good wife for you, with your workaholic habits and personality, you would have been a bachelor for the rest of your life!
The two competed silently, Ye Zhen Zhen's eyes were all on Xiao Chen, she thought this son was so cute, he really looked good in anything.
Thinking like this in my heart, I couldn't help but say it out of my mouth, "My son is really handsome, and this kind of bright bow tie is suitable for it. It makes his little face white and tender, super handsome!"
Mrs. Song sat aside, smiling lovingly.
The maid quickly brought over the shopping bag with the tie.
The old man glanced at the logo on the shopping bag and grumbled.
Although Song Jinze's clothes are all handmade, he also knows this brand. He used to wear this kind of clothes when he was on a business trip.
He couldn't help but think that Ye Zhen Zhen is quite discerning.
"Take it apart and have a look!" The old man urged from the side.
Look at the bag is not big, the old man guessed it should be cuffs or something.
Song Jinze had slender fingers and well-defined joints. He reached out and took out the box from the bag and opened it. A dark purple twill pattern tie shocked his vision.
Such colors are forbidden in his cloakroom.
The old man stretched his neck and glanced, then nodded with a smile, "Well, Zhenzhen has a good eye."
Stinky boy, look at your black, white and gray all day long, your wife picked it for you, the old man depends on whether you are in it or not!
Mrs. Song also nodded, "Zhen Zhen was looking at the tie section for a long time before choosing this one."
Song Yuchen: "Wow~ Dad, this color looks so good!"
Ye Zhen Zhen: …
You don’t need to be so embarrassing. When she bought it, she never thought that this man would wear it.
Song Jinze pursed her lips, thinking of what the woman said to Xiaochen just now, the color was bright and handsome...
He raised his right hand and pulled off the dark tie he was wearing now.
Then took out the dark purple tie from the box, looked at Ye Zhen Zhen, slightly curled her thin lips, "Tie it on for me?"
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