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"Are you so happy?" Feng Qu touched her head and took her hand to visit.
Gu Ming followed him and walked in. The windows were clear and desks and chairs had been purchased. The public office area on the first floor was not subdivided and was left to Gu Ming's planning. On the second floor, in addition to several independent offices, reception rooms, reading rooms, document rooms, etc., there were also There is a darkroom for developing photos, which is very thoughtfully designed.
The entire third floor is the activity area for the president and editor-in-chief, with a small independent reception room, an open-air garden balcony, where you can drink tea with friends and watch the street view in the warm spring breeze, and an office tea room with plenty of lighting. Each office has a small suite with a small bed and a wardrobe. Feng Qu said: "I know you like to work. If you are tired from work, you can take a rest."
However, he stood next to the small bed and frowned: "Whose errand is this? The bed is too small!"
The one-meter-two narrow bed is luxurious enough as a place to take a rest between work. Gu Ming was extremely satisfied with it: "What's too small? It's enough for me to sleep on!"
When she sat down, she found that the mattress was very thick and had good resilience. Except for the bedding, which she had not purchased, Adjutant Liu did not know her requirements for bedding and did not act rashly, leaving it to her to purchase it herself.
Feng Qu stood in front of her, his seven-foot tall body shrouding her petite body in shadow. There was affection between his brows. He bent slightly and kissed her forehead and hair gently. He took a deep breath and kissed her hard. He pulled her into his arms, rubbed her back twice, and said in a vague voice, "Silly girl!"
Gu Ming: "" For some reason, her heart softened. Whether it was from the temptation of material things or from his half-expressed doting tone, the care and warmth she had not experienced for a long time, she Stretching out her arms, she hugged his thin and strong waist, and quietly pressed her face into his arms, as if she was soaking in a hot spring, lazily not wanting to move at all.
Perhaps feeling her response, Feng Qu carefully hugged her, like a treasure that had been lost and found. He slowly exhaled, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. It was rare to find peace and contentment in his heart. The longing and anxiety of being separated from her in the past were finally gone. Soothed.
He thought: This is good.
There is a popular saying in later generations: if a man really loves you, there are only two things he needs to do: make money and marry you.
For future generations who are efficient, convenient and pragmatic, love between men and women can be tested by two things, and Feng Qu tried hard to do it. He not only promised to marry her, but also gave her a magazine, and even the magazine All the expenses are taken care of: "The royalties you earn are just your own pocket money, and you can earn it for fun. If you want to support a magazine, you will definitely have difficulty in all expenses. All expenses will be recorded in my account. If you want to finance You have to hire yourself, and then ask the financial specialist to go to the Governor's Mansion to pay the money. If you can't find a suitable one, I will choose a reliable person for you. I wonder if you are willing?"
Gu Ming: "What if we lose money?" Wouldn't it be another debt?
Feng Qu hugged her and laughed, and kissed her forehead and cheeks carelessly a few times, as if she had told the funniest joke in the world: "Your man is sitting on a gold mine, are you still waiting for your wife to sell it?" Magazine to make money to support the family?" He was now particularly happy to have the two people tightly tied together by financial ties. For a little girl like Gu Ming, who is smooth on the surface but stubborn and aloof in reality, the debt relationship is simply unbreakable, much stronger than talking to her about relationships. He said: "Don't worry, the magazine's profits are yours, and any losses are mine!"
For the first time, Gu Ming felt the benefit of hugging her thick thighs. Anyway, she didn¡¯t feel itchy if there were too many lice, and she didn¡¯t have to worry about too many debts. She was already prepared to pay him her whole life. Spending a little more wouldn¡¯t matter, right?
"If we quarrel in the future, you won't force me to pay back the money all the time, right?"
Feng Quxiao's whole chest was shaking slightly, and he collapsed on top of her with laughter. He threw her weak body directly onto the narrow bed: "Little girl, your beautiful little head has been occupied all day long. What are you thinking about? Even if you think I'm a bastard who doesn't keep his word, you should still be a little confident in your choice of men, right? "
Gu Ming struggled to crawl out from under him: "You bastard! Your waist is about to be broken!"
Feng Qu seemed not to know that he was as heavy as a mountain, and nuzzled her face with his nose. He tightened his arms to prevent her from escaping, and sighed: "I told you this bed is too small!"
Gu Ming immediately understood what he meant. Unable to escape and pressed by him, she could hardly breathe. She pinched the flesh on his cheeks with both hands and stretched them to the side, and said angrily: "This is my office! Office! What kind of crap are you thinking about?"
Feng Qu¡¯s handsome face was stretched out of shape by her, but he didn¡¯t think he was ugly. His bright eyes were almost cheek to cheek with hers.??, he thought she was dissatisfied, and hurriedly explained: "The young marshal originally told his subordinates to buy ten cameras and send them over, but the subordinates felt that the magazine had just opened, so they bought four cameras first. If they are not enough, they can always do it." Purchase more. If Madam Young Master feels that there is too little, my subordinates will send someone to buy it now?"
Gu Ming's inner feelings were extremely complicated. After getting used to working alone, she was not used to this kind of comprehensive care. She couldn't describe how it felt. She was probably touched, but it was more than touched. Under Adjutant Liu's frightened eyes, she hurriedly said: "No need, let's wait until we start driving. If you add too much, it will also collect ashes. Does your young marshal have too much money and burn it? Ten units!"
Adjutant Liu said seriously: "Madam, the young marshal belongs to your family!"
Gu Ming: "" When did the people under Feng Qu become so serious?
However, compared to the slightly unrealistic statement that Feng Qu is her family, she had a more real experience of "my family has a gold mine" - when Feng Qu spent money for her.
Spending money makes people happy.
She finally felt belatedly that she was really happy to be able to open a magazine! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com