MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 348 Now we're going home too

  Chapter 348 Now we are going home too

  When Han Jin saw Ying Jing, he was overly excited and fell into the vegetable field.

  The assistant put down the box and hurried to pull him.

   "Brother Jin, are you okay?"

   "It's okay." It's nothing to blame, it's okay to smell bad! I fell in front of the goddess, and in front of so many people.

  He also wants to save face!

   Yingjing stood by the dam with a bowl in his hand and took a look.

   Said that Han Jin had just finished greeting and disappeared.

   It turned out that it fell into the vegetable field.

   Fortunately, it was sunny and the soil was dry. Gray Han Jin, who was pulled up and patted on his body, came to the people in a few strides.

  The assistant director dragged him to the dining table.

   "I was talking about you just now, but the person arrived. Hurry up and come together without eating."

  Han Jin was also very hungry, so he sat down and picked up the rice served by the staff.

   It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a great amount of exercise, and I only got off the table after two bowls of rice.

   Eyeball wandered around but did not see Yingjing, Ziyue happened to pass by with a water basin and was grabbed by him. "Ask Jing Bao! Go back and rest."

  The occasional hut is still on, and a warm yellow light is extraordinarily warm.

   There is also a wooden table.

   Sitting at the table in response to the situation, with a tablet on the stand.

  The environment at the other end of the video is very different from the live environment.

  No one spoke, the rustling sound of flipping through the script intertwined with the occasional voices from Wen Fucheng's office.

   and others left.

  Wen Fucheng put down the document in his hand.

   "Will it disturb you?"

   Ying Jing shook his head and smiled at him.

   "No, I feel more at ease hearing your voice."

  The two talked for a while, Wen Fucheng's office came in again, and he lowered his head to make some notes on the script.

   At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the room.

   Yingjing happened to be sitting by the window, saw the person standing outside through the glass, got up and opened the door.

   Han Jin waited until she opened the door.

   "Seeing that the light in your room is still on, I thought you were still awake, so I came up to try my luck."

"Is there a problem?"

   "This is for you." Han Jin handed a beautiful paper bag to Ying Jing.

   "What is this?"

"It's not a particularly expensive thing. It's a specialty of my hometown. There happened to be a job near my hometown some time ago. I bought some for everyone to try. Don't think too much about it. It turns out that Liu Xuan and Tao Tongtong both have it. I wanted to give it to you earlier, because I’m afraid you’re too busy to have time.” Later, Han Jin was about to give up, but he didn’t know that by accident, he joined the same crew as Yingjing again.

"thanks."

   Take the bag according to the situation.

  Han Jin was a little shy, almost talking.

   "Then what...it's not too early, I won't bother you, go to bed early." There was still time to talk to Ying Jing, and Han Jin left happily.

   Smiling and shaking his head in response to the situation, he closed the door.

  Take the gift box out of the paper bag and unpack it.

   is a box of stuffed candies.

  Each gummy has a different shape and is very cute.

   Picking up a few of them, she didn't notice that someone on the other end of the video had been staring at her for a long time.

  The candy is exquisite, small and cute, peel off the candy coat. Delicate and lovely candies one by one, I couldn't hold back and put one into my mouth while pursing my lips.

  The sweet and sour taste instantly filled the mouth.

  Brows were frowned in response to sourness, and her little face became sour.

  In curiosity, I picked up the candy and looked at it again and again, and couldn't help sighing.

   "I didn't expect this sugar to be so sour."

"Is it tasty?"

  It’s okay to be sour in the back, and there is a faint sweetness, with a hint of floral and fruity aroma. The sugar has melted away and the aroma remains in the mouth.

   When asked if it was delicious, Yingji subconsciously nodded.

Ok? Dangerous breath can be smelled through the screen.

   It seems that I said the wrong thing.

  Like a naughty child who did something wrong, he quietly put the remaining candies back into the box in response to the situation.

   Immediately sit down obediently.

   "Is it delicious?" The man at the end of the video asked again.

   Ignore the sour taste of the initial raid, it is quite delicious.

   "It's delicious, but not as good as the one you bought me."

  Hearing the tentativeness and cautiousness in her tone, the man hooked his lips.

   "The desire to survive is very strong."

That is required.

   Yingjing put away the candy Han Jin sent and put aside the script, she put the script under her hands, and began to concentrate on looking at the man at the other end of the camera.

  At the beginning, Wen Fucheng could concentrate on his work.

   After a while, I raised my head and glanced sideways. The burning gaze was still there, and it was getting deeper and deeper.

   "Have you finished reading the script?"

   "Yeah. I'm good!"

"sharp."

   "Mr. Wen, your sentence is a little perfunctory."

  Someone knocked on the door outside the office, Wen Fucheng picked up the bluetooth headset on the side and put it in his ear, looked up to the door and said please come in.

People from the   department pushed the door in with documents.

  Pass the document to Wen Fucheng, and report some things by the way.

  Wen Fucheng had a voice in front of him, and another voice in his ears.

  The tablet placed at hand was just facing him, and the man's entire face could be seen clearly from the angle of the scene.

  His every move is within her sight.

  Smiled according to the situation, and the laughter clearly reached the man's ears.

  Wen Fucheng stopped holding the pen.

  He raised his head, his eyes fell on the screen, his lips were slightly smiling and his eyebrows were raised slightly to tease the scene.

  Receiving her husband's teaser, she changed her posture according to the situation.

  Hands on the table, resting his chin, looking at the man who is focused on his work.

   Eyes full of love.

   "Wen Fucheng, it's so late. It's fine if you work overtime, and let the employees work overtime with you."

  He took a pen and scribbled on the notebook, but he couldn't see what he wrote in detail. But Wen Fucheng's good handwriting is unforgettable.

   "When will Mr. Wen write my name? I haven't seen you write my name yet."

  The employees of the department haven't finished speaking yet, and are still continuing to report.

  Suddenly heard the boss say something softly and froze in place.

   "I'll write it to you later."

  Employees are confused.

What the hell?

  Why did you write to him later?

   Do you want to continue talking, this...

   There was no sound to attract attention, and the eyes of the person in front of him fell on the visitor. Think of the sentence that I said in response to the situation earlier.

  Wen Fucheng, it's so late. Even if you work overtime, let the employees work overtime with you.

   When people go out, they still don't forget to remind them with a gentle voice.

   "It's late, go back and rest early."

  Although it is not as gentle as the tone of the previous sentence, it is still close to human feelings.

  Go out the office door, stand in the aisle and suddenly wake up.

   No, he hasn't finished talking yet!

  Zhang Yang passed by with a cup of coffee, and saw a colleague with furrowed brows. I asked carefully what happened.

   My colleague Xixi told him what happened just now.

   Assistant Zhang immediately showed a clear expression.

  Patting his colleague on the shoulder earnestly.

   "I said, just be obedient and go home and rest. Don't talk about work or not tonight. The boss doesn't want to listen to you if you talk about it."

   Colleagues also want to ask why.

  Zhang Yang has already left.

  In the office, the atmosphere is stuck.

  According to the situation, whisper a reminder across the screen.

   "It seems he hasn't finished yet."

  The pen was closed by Wen Fucheng, followed by the sound of the chair moving.

   After a while, the lights in the office dimmed.

   "I know, but now we're going home too."

  【Return to normal tomorrow and update a few chapters. 】

  (end of this chapter)