Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 121: Daily after marriage
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After spending their honeymoon on the island and returning to China, the two began their busy work every day.
Since you are married, you have to buy a new house. Considering that both of them work in the center of the Imperial Capital, and the traffic conditions of the Imperial Capital do not allow them to live in the suburbs, they bought a duplex in the city center.
The decoration work was handed over to the almighty Duke Cao, Duke Cao was also very happy to do this work, and he also asked the generals to come over as strong labor.
The efficient Duke Cao completely installed the house in just two months.
This day, it was a day to see the effect of the decoration. After Song Xiao signed the last approval, he stretched his waist and stood up, picked up the suit jacket on the hanger, and opened the door and walked out.
The sun hasn't set yet, and the outside is still bright, and the employees after get off work greeted Song Xiao enthusiastically.
"Goodbye, president." Everyone waved and watched the president walk slowly outside the gate of Xinghai Entertainment, standing by the road waiting. In less than a minute, the bright blue sports car drove in front of him, the door opened automatically, and Song Xiao ducked in.
"Ah, if a handsome president drove a sports car to pick me up from get off work every day, I would die without regrets!" The girl at the front desk said with her face folded.
"Wake up, handsome president doesn't like women." The colleague poured cold water ruthlessly, and lowered his hair into a circle of friends. The picture is a cool sports car and a handsome back towards the sports car. With words: Every day after work, the president abuses the dog, the evil capitalist!
The circle of friends is all the colleagues of the company, and there is no leader. As soon as this one was sent, several responses were received.
Secretary Zhang: Be content, think about me who go in to deliver information every day, now I have dog food in the drawer.
Finance Yang Lele: Mr. Yu came over for lunch yesterday and even signed the financial statement for the president! But he signed "Yu Tang", oh, he has to sign again tomorrow.
Xiaomei at the front desk: Huh? Will the emperor help our president work?
Secretary Zhang: Reply to Xiaomei at the front desk: I have done something that affected the efficiency of the president, of course I have to make up for it.
As soon as these words came out, everyone covered their chests and asked what brand of dog food was, whether it was delicious...
The car drove to a high-end residential area in the city center. This is a high-rise building, but there is one staircase and one household, which is similar to Song Xiao's house in city a. You can swipe your card to get to your own floor.
Yu Tang bought a duplex on the top floor. In addition to the two-story house, he also gave a large terrace.
The elevator went to the top floor and opened with a ding-dong. Father Cao, dressed in a housekeeper's suit and white gloves, was standing at the door with a smile, behind him with two maids.
"The house was not big, so I hired two people. The cook was cooking in the house, but he didn't let him out." Cao Gonggong said with a smile, and opened the door for the host.
The tall gate is gorgeous European style, and it is also the unified style of this community. It looks nothing special. When the gate opens, it suddenly changes the world.
"This is..." Song Xiao stood in the foyer, staring at the decoration inside the house.
The whole house was decorated by Cao Gonggong in the style of Dayu Palace.
The spacious split-level living room is covered with smooth black gold sprinkled marble, which is similar to the black gold stone tiles used by Dayu. In the center of the living room, there is a spacious red sandalwood sofa with bright yellow sponge cushions and antique low-foot design. On the corner there is a reading lamp in the shape of a crane with a candlestick, an octagonal exquisite lacquer table is placed on the short table, and a jade telephone is placed on the table.
The stairs are carved into flowing clouds and covered with thick cashmere blankets. On the roof of the revolving ladder, there are glazed palace lanterns hanging from all over the world, hanging down to the ground, colorful.
Yu Tang didn't know that the Cao Guild had pretended to look like this. After a moment of silence, he said slowly: "Good job."
The steward Cao immediately turned into a flower with a smile: "Old slave dressed up according to your previous preferences." As he said, he introduced the furnishings in the house.
I don’t know where Mr. Cao bought these treasures, with the unique sophistication of Dayu, combined with the comfort of modern home furnishings.
Song Xiao was dragged by the energetic emperor to the bedroom. This house was their new house. There was only one master bedroom and one study room upstairs.
The master bedroom occupies a large area, which is comparable to Shang Yutang’s bedroom at Yu's house. There is a thick cashmere blanket in the room, and the pattern on it is exactly the "dragon and phoenix present auspicious" picture of the former Fengyi Palace shop. In the center of the room, there is a large... modern and luxurious bed.
Because Dayu’s dragon bed is large, but not as comfortable as a modern bed, the wooden pillars are unavoidable in any design. The caring father-in-law Cao naturally wouldn't let this kind of thing that would bump into the empress and empress appear, so he gave up the solid wood bed and used such a soft bed without any bumps.
Yu Tang focused on looking at the bed, very satisfied, fell on it with Song Xiao in his arms, and rolled.
The bed was moderately hard and soft. After sitting in the office for a whole day, Song Xiao was pressed underneath, so he relaxed and stretched. Yu Tang rode on him, looked down at him, and suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him.
"What did you take?" Song Xiao stretched out his hand to look, but Yu Tang hid him, and grabbed his two wrists with one hand, preventing him from moving.
Not long after, Yu Tang posted a photo on Weibo. It was a luxurious bed covered with bright yellow sheets on which was Song Xiao, who looked lazy. With the word: This bed sheet lined with skin color, I am very relieved.
【Emperor Wanfu Jinan, I really kneel on this Weibo today! 】
[The emperor, are you really drying the sheets? 】
[Okay, well, take the sheets, and give me the person on the sheets! 】
[Nosebleed... Niang Niang is too tempting, I can't hold it...]
[Wait, how did you shoot such an angle? This pose...]
Soon, there were enthusiastic painters who drew the poses of the two according to normal logic. Due to the identities of the two, everyone would have a sense of joking. Although everyone wanted to see the undressed version of the painting, the painter didn’t have the guts to paint, so he drew an emperor in a suit, riding on Song Xiao’s Take a snapshot of the body with a mobile phone.
The next day, the front desk of Xinghai Entertainment discovered that today the president had driven to work by himself. He was driving the sports car of President Yu yesterday. A handsome drifter stopped in front of the door and gave the key to the doorman to park the car. , He walked into the company with a cold face.
Xiao Bai is the receptionist who just recruited. On the first day when she came to work, she was a little nervous. A colleague and sister told her that the president is very gentle and don't be afraid. Seeing Song Xiao walked in, he hurriedly smiled and greeted him, but nodded slightly without giving her a glance.
"The boss doesn't seem to be gentle at all." Xiao Bai said to Xiao Mei who was a little scared.
Xiao Mei covered her mouth and snickered: "It must be a quarrel with the boss, it's okay."
"How did you know?" Xiaobai opened his eyes curiously.
"It's usually sent by the proprietress, but today I even drove by myself. There must be a problem." Xiaomei said.
Waiting until noon, a black business car stopped at the door, and one person walked down from above, wearing a black long-sleeved fir and a pair of black sunglasses, walking in slowly, followed by two tall people behind Bodyguard, plus a cold-faced handsome guy carrying a big box.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" Xiaobai was taken aback by this posture, but still asked courageously.
Yu Tang took off his sunglasses, glanced at the front desk, and turned upstairs without saying a word.
Along the way, the staff and artists passing by saw Yu Tang respectfully say hello. Li Weiwei, who just came downstairs, met Yu Tang and took a step back subconsciously: "Mr Yu is here."
Yu Tang nodded at him slightly, raised his foot and walked into the elevator. The two bodyguards and Dugu, who was carrying the lunch box, quickly followed, and immediately squeezed Li Weiwei out.
Song Xiao is talking to Qiao Su in the room.
Qiaosu is not an artist of Xinghai Entertainment. Recently, his contract with the original company expired. Because of "Jinghong's Prosperity", and Song Xiao had a good friendship, Qiao Su's agent wanted him to change a job.
The original company was not bad, but there was no creativity in this aspect of being an artist, so that Qiao Su had such a good congenital condition. He was half-red and not-red for several years. Recently, it has finally become popular. The company thinks Asking him to lead the newcomer is a drag. Xinghai Entertainment recruited creative lunatics. It was heard that Xiao Zhengqing would be back soon. Qiao Su now enters Xinghai Entertainment, and he has a promising future.
"The conditions you mentioned are all fine," Song Xiao pushed the A-level contract in front of Qiao Su, "Look at this."
Qiao Su accepted the contract with both hands, opened it and looked at it carefully, and looked at Song Xiao gratefully: "Mr Song..." Although he has recently become popular, his position in the circle is not stable. Those mentioned also meant to sit on the floor and raise the price, but Song Xiao's conditions were better than those proposed by the agent.
"However, I also have the conditions." Song Xiao looked at the complacent agent behind Qiao Su with cold eyes, and pushed an agent contract over.
When Yu Tang came up, she happened to encounter a smiling Qiao Su and a dejected agent.
"The emperor, are you here to deliver food?" Qiao Su greeted Yu Tang with a smile.
When Yu Tang saw Qiao Su, he frowned slightly, did not say much, raised his hand to let the two bodyguards wait at the door, and walked in with the guard.
"What's the matter?" Song Xiao was lowering his head to approve the documents, and when he heard the door opening, he asked. As soon as the voice fell, a delicate food box was piled on the documents. He looked up at the food box, followed the hand on the food box, and saw the expressionless His Majesty the Emperor.
"Why did Joe Su come here?"
"Talk about business."
The lonely man and widow were in the same room, Qiaosu still smiled so wickedly, it must be a problem. His Majesty snorted, but since the queen was still angry, he took a deep breath and swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and changed Said: "...it's time for lunch."
Song Xiao raised his hand and pushed the food box aside: "The emperor has a meal first, the minister is a bit busy today." After speaking, he continued to lower his head and sign.
Yu Tang walked over, raised his hand and took away the pen in Song Xiao's hand, put his hands on the chair, and trapped Song Xiao between his arms: "Do you remember what the wedding vow said?"
Even if you quarrel, you can't fight cold... But after reading Weibo last night, Song Xiao stopped talking to him.
"Can't you ask me if you post a photo like that on the Internet?" Song Xiao raised his eyes and glared at him. Thinking of the photo, he couldn't help but blush. It was really shameful.
Yu Tang was stared with a guilty conscience, but still tough on her face, she pinched Song Xiao's chin and kissed it.
During the lunch break, the girls in the secretary's room were scanning Weibo and found that Yu Tang's Weibo posted at 7 o'clock in the morning: I am angry, how can I coax?
The following netizens have come up with a bunch of bad ideas.
[Go and kneel durian quickly]
[Throw it on the bed and send it]
[Don't talk, kiss him]
"What? This is not reliable at all." Secretary Xiao Zhang covered his mouth and snickered. I refreshed it again and found that Yu Tang reposted the reply "Stop talking, kiss him", saying: "It's very useful, reward."
Yu Tang stayed at Xinghai Entertainment until three o'clock in the afternoon, put down his pen, kissed Song Xiao who was still sleeping on the sofa, and hurriedly left to catch a meeting.
Yang Lele from the finance room came to the secretary's office to receive the approval form when he was off work. He looked down and cried and said, "Why is it signed by President Yu again..."
In the evening, Song Xiao posted a photo on Weibo, a giant durian, and... Yu Tang, who was looking domineering and holding the durian standing on the wall.