Liang Xi seemed to have let go of his body and mind, and responded enthusiastically to him.

This long-lost pleasure made Fu Song feel like he was out of his body.

After a long time, Liang Xi crawled onto him, rested his head on his chest, and looked up at him: "You are so awesome today!"

Fu Song's face turned dark: "I have always been so powerful!"

Liang Xi giggled and said, "What a bragging thing, I don't know what level of yours you are?"

"I don't need to deal with it, right?" Fu Song could only dare to threaten him verbally, and he would be serious. At least he couldn't do it in a short period of time. His heart is still pounding.

Liang Xi used the ends of his hair to lift him and said with a smile: "Really, I feel very different today."

Fu Song felt a little proud. I have been exercising for the past few months. Not to mention that she feels different, even he feels vitality. Every morning when he wakes up, it is exactly the same as when he goes to college.

Seeing that he ignored him, Liang Xi wrapped his arms around his neck like a water snake, and said coquettishly: "I want to..."

"You little girl... I don't believe that I can't cure you!" My wife was so proactive, even a man couldn't bear it!

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Fu Song was slung in the bed, too lazy to move.

Liang Xi, as if nothing had happened, got up and began to clean up the mess, stuffed the things they used into the trash can. He was not at ease, so he found two more newspapers to form a ball and cover them on it.

Looking back, Fu Song was squinting his eyes and looking at him, and couldn't help but laugh: "What are you looking at? You've never seen it."

Fu Song blurted out: "I can't see enough in my life."

Liang Xi curled her lips, pulled up her nightgown and put it on her body, then threw Fu Song's pajamas on his head, "Put it!"

Fu Song pulled away his pajamas and looked reluctant: "What are you doing with this thing?"

Liang Xi pointed to the door: "My son wakes up early in the morning. If you want him to see you naked, don't wear it."

Fu Song: “….”

After turning off the light, the two of them hugged each other and lay in the quilt, feeling her warmth and softness, Fu Song's hands became unhonest again.

"Stop making trouble, itchy!" Liang Xi held his hand, "I feel that my son is not intimate with me when I come back this time."

"Do you have it? You're thinking too much." Fu Song felt that she was just looking for trouble if she was fine.

Liang Xi held up and looked down at him, and said seriously: "Yes! If I had sent her to Du Juan before, he would have to make trouble. Look at him just now, he had no reaction at all."

Fu Song yawned and said, "Before you go out, you are afraid that your son will be thinking about you all day long. You finally come back, but you think he doesn't want to talk to you. It's not me that you are so hard to serve you!"

Liang Xi muttered, "Anyway, I feel uncomfortable and I feel so stuck."

Fu Song reached out and rubbed it, and said with a smile: "Where is the block? I'll help you all."

"You still have the face to smile! You must have said bad things to me in front of your son while I was away, and I was a prodigal girl. Where did I prodigal?" When Liang Xi thought of this, he became angry.

Fu Song exaggeratedly: "I spent so much money to get me a director, not even a secretary general, and I am not a loser?"

"Okay, okay, don't behave well when you get cheap! Dad told me that you did a pretty job this time and he was very satisfied."

After hearing this, this scene seemed to appear in front of Fu Song's eyes. His father-in-law patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Little Fu, your road is wide! You are so happy!"

Of course, Liang Minzhang didn't know this joke, but he almost did that.

...

After Liang Xi came back, Fu Song seemed to have unloaded a thousand pounds of loads. Fu Shengyuan's hot potato should be worried about her.

Just after breakfast, Chu Linlin came to deliver the meeting materials. Fu Song remembered that the meeting would be held the day after tomorrow as planned.

"How is the meeting agenda arranged?" Fu Song looked through the materials casually.

Chu Linlin said: The first meeting was from the group headquarters. Mr. Fang and Mr. Wu took the charter flight the day after tomorrow and arrived at Mucheng in the evening. The second one was Mr. Feng’s agricultural production department, the third one was Mr. Qiao’s food manufacturing department, the fourth one was Mr. He’s business unit, the fifth one was Yuanwang Technology, and the sixth one was Yuanyang Real Estate, which lasted twelve days in total.”

Fu Song quickly finished reading the materials and said a little surprised: "Did these materials be written by those newcomers in the Secretariat?"

Chu Linlin nodded and said, "I have revised more than a dozen drafts back and forth, and the three of them have been ruined by me."

Fu Song smiled and said, "You have a good attitude and you choose very well. I am still very satisfied with these materials, but there is a problem, that is, the text is too written. You have to know that this is my speech at a meeting, which is different from the words for writing papers and articles, and even more different from the words for official documents. But this cannot be blamed for you. In the past, I rarely asked you to write speeches, and you have no experience."

Chu Linlin pursed her lips and said, "I'll go back and change it."

"You wait a moment."

Fu Song went to Liang Xi’s study next door and found several speeches she wrote, “This is written by Liang Xi, for you to refer to.”

Chu Linlin said: "Then I have to study hard. By the way, Mr. Fu and Feng Ye apply to buy a set of video equipment, which requires a lot of money."

Fu Song wondered, "What are you doing when you buy that thing?"

Chu Linlin explained: "She suggested setting up a film crew in the PR department to shoot and record some major events and important meetings. I think I can give it a try."

Fu Song said: "I have no objection, but is there anyone in the Public Relations Department?"

Chu Linlin said: "It must be too late for this meeting. Feng Ye plans to rent the equipment and crew of the city TV station first and then recruit people later."

Fu Song said: "You can make decisions on these things yourself, and there is no need to ask me in the future."

In order to prepare for this meeting, Vision Group has booked two rooms in Mucheng Hotel. During the meeting, these two floors will be completely closed. The participants will be present for meetings, eating, and sleeping. A dedicated person will be arranged to take care of the elevator door. No idle people who do not wear meeting certificates are allowed to enter.

The people from the Xiangjiang headquarters were almost out of their homes, and they could sit in a large conference hall with more than 100 people.

English, Cantonese, and broken Mandarin were disturbed, which made Fu Song frown. There is a long way to go to popularize Mandarin within the group.

However, he also knew that it was not realistic to let these people in Xiangjiang speak fluent Mandarin, but the employees of the Vision Group in the Mainland are counted as one, and at least they must speak fluent Mandarin during meetings.

At the first meeting of the group headquarters, Fu Song had nothing to say. Whether it was senior executives or middle-level officials, even in Xiangjiang, he was the best among the people. He did everything without any miss, and his achievements were satisfied.
Chapter completed!