Chapter 119 Shang Jianghan, Let’s Go Get the Certificate Tomorrow
Shen Chaoxi had always known that she had a good look, but when someone praised her so bluntly in person, using the most unadorned words, she actually blushed.

"Your president has been in this office all the time?"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving, Shen Chaoxi tried to find a topic to talk about.

Zhao Panpan: "We just moved in at the beginning of the year, but this place has been empty. The chairman announced in advance that it was reserved for Mr. Shang."

"Where did he work before?" Shen Chaoxi sat down and put a piece of peanut crisp in his mouth.

"In the chairman's office, but I came late and have only worked here for a year. I heard it from Yu Dong. Oh, Yu Dong and I are boyfriend and girlfriend."

Worried that Shen Chaoxi might misunderstand, Zhao Panpan explained, "We don't talk about work in private. Yu Dong is a man who clearly distinguishes between public and private matters. Last time, he mixed up your suitcase with Mr. Shang's, and he even fined me half a year's bonus!"

Shang Jianghan seldom talks about his subordinates. Yu Dong has been with him for all these years, but has never heard him say more than two sentences to him. Shen Chaoxi is very curious about their relationship.

"Your President Shang has always had a good eye for people, otherwise he wouldn't have used your boyfriend for so many years, nor would he have allowed office romances."

Shen Chaoxi's words were an affirmation of the two of them, which made Zhao Panpan's smile even deeper.

Soon, other secretaries called outside the door, so Zhao Panpan had to leave.

The small meeting that Shang Jianghan mentioned had been going on for an hour and no one had returned.

Shen Chaoxi drank a cup of tea and wanted to go to the bathroom, so he opened the glass door of the president's office.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

The question was asked by another female secretary.

Shen Chaoxi looked around privately and didn't see Zhao Panpan, so she asked about the location of the bathroom.

"...Do you need help showing you the way?" the girl was very enthusiastic.

Shen Chaoxi saw that she was verifying documents while walking, so he declined the other party's courtesy.

The restroom is not far from the meeting room.

Shen Chaoxi came out of the cubicle and heard the sound of someone walking outside while washing his hands.

Several senior executives passing by were talking about the project content, and the meeting should be adjourned.

Shen Chaoxi deliberately lingered for a while, waiting until there were no footsteps before she wiped her hands and walked out.

But before he walked out, he heard Shang Jianghan talking to someone.

"Your mother is going too far. You shouldn't give in to her in many things. You should know how heavy the burden is on your shoulders!"

The person who could talk about this topic was naturally Shang Qichao.

Shen Chaoxi was in a dilemma. She lowered her eyes and saw that half of her head was sticking out. She instinctively dodged and leaned against the wall of the bathroom.

Naturally, not everyone can enter or exit the bathroom in the president's office at will.

After a long time, the sound of a lighter pulley was heard, and then a faint smell of tobacco wafted into the air.

After a few seconds, Shang Jianghan's deep voice rang out: "Not again in the future."

"I shouldn't have been so stupid before. She has no common sense knowing that she is a blood relative? It's obvious that she did it on purpose. Would she use the blood you gave her? How precious is she to her life!"

There was another silence in the air, followed by a sigh.

"We have repaid the Bai family's kindness. I will speak up for your grandfather. If we can persuade your mother to stop, she will still be the wife of the merchant. If she still... then we will send her abroad for forced treatment!"

The latter sentence sounds full of helplessness.

Then, Shang Qichao remembered something and his voice became very soft.

"Find a reason not to let her intervene in your marriage, so as to avoid unhappiness between the two families. I was busy in the past few years, and you suffered a lot of neglect. I am also worried that this kind of family will make you feel cold and give up the idea of ​​not getting married. Now that you have someone you like, cherish him or her!"

"Ah."

Then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Shen Chaoxi silently let out a breath to suppress the heat in his eyes. Just as he was about to take a step, he heard a familiar voice coming from him.

"You've been eavesdropping for so long, it's time to come out, aren't you hungry?"

The voice was teasing.

How did he find out?
Shen Chaoxi walked out with doubts and saw the man leaning against the wall.

He was wearing a neat suit, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand hanging naturally, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, and his dark eyes were deep.

I have to say that Shang Jianghan is calm and manly at work.

"Did you hear everything?" Shang Jianghan looked at her and asked.

Shen Chaoxi nodded, lowered her eyelashes, and then looked at him. "What can't I hear? I have a bad memory and I will forget it in a moment!"

Amused by these words, Shang Jianghan took his hand out of his pocket and pinched her fair little face.

The feel is so good that people don't want to leave.

"You don't have to forget it, and you don't have to remember it deliberately. Let's go, I'll take you to whatever you want to eat."

As he spoke, Shang Jianghan reached out to the girl's arm and pulled her little hand.

Shen Chaoxi backhanded and grabbed him first.

The man's palms were slightly calloused and a little hard, but he felt a firm grip.

The corridor is brightly lit, and the gray-white glass walls give it a high-end and serious feel.

Shen Chaoxi blocked Shang Jianghan's steps forward and stepped ahead of him.

The man was nearly twenty centimeters shorter than Shen Chaoxi. He was wearing flat shoes and had to look up to meet his gaze.

Shen Chaoxi distanced himself from the two of them, his black eyes bright and clear, without any dodging.

She had something to say, and Shang Jianghan naturally cooperated. He just looked at her without rushing to ask questions.

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Chaoxi spoke.

"Shang Jianghan, shall we go get the certificate tomorrow?"

Shock flashed across the man's dark eyes, but Shang Jianghan had good composure and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Are you in such a hurry? It's not your style to go against the rules."

The agreed procedure was for the parents of both sides to meet first, but the meeting had to be postponed due to my grandmother's recent hospitalization.

The man's tone was calm enough, and then he asked, "Are you still affected by what I just said?"

Sympathy can easily lead people to have certain impulses.

Shen Chaoxi shook her head and murmured.

"There is a line in a TV series: If you are destined to be my husband, why can't I exercise my rights in advance?"

The girl's eyes were bright, shining like stars under the light.

Shang Jianghan widened the smile on his face, held the other person's little face with both hands, lowered his body and brought his face closer.

"Shen Chaoxi, do you know that you can't take back what you said? If you sleep tonight and wake up the next day and find that you made a ridiculous decision last night and regret it, but there is no chance anymore?"

"Why should I regret it? You are Shang Jianghan!"

The man asked again: "That's all?"

The girl replied: "Isn't that enough?"

"enough!"

The next day, September 29th, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

Shen Chaoxi was pulled out of the Civil Affairs Bureau hall by Shang Jianghan.

Both of them wore masks and only took them off when they got in the car.

At this time, Shen Chaoxi had two red books in his hand, with the words "Marriage Certificate" written in large gold fonts on them.

Song typeface, always solemn.

Shen Chaoxi took out his cell phone and took a picture.

Seeing that the girl was busy, Shang Jianghan fastened her seat belt himself.

After taking the photos, Shen Chaoxi handed the marriage certificate to Shang Jianghan.

"Please keep it and don't lose it at home!"

Shang Jianghan was somewhat amused when he was reminded: "Am I the kind of person who loses things? Madam Shang!"

Shang Jianghan deliberately emphasized the tone of the last three words.

Shen Chaoxi was shocked. None of the series of operations in the registration hall just now was as real as the three-word title.

　Young Master San, do you have the nerve to ask for the marriage certificate only if it’s the woman’s turn?
　　Hey!

　　(End of this chapter)