Chapter 78 Han Er likes to show off everywhere

inside the house.

The second young master Han went upstairs to try on clothes.

Unlike the usual quick movements, this time it was particularly slow and took a long time to come down.

Shi Yin sat on the chaise longue in the living room on the first floor, picked up the original sketchbook at hand, and flipped through the pages. The housekeeper came in with tea and caught a glimpse of the line drawing on the sketchbook she had opened: it was a gorgeous European-style wedding dress.

My wife doesn't have many hobbies on a daily basis.

I draw in my free time.

Part of it was provided to Shi's Enterprise, while the other part was connected to a foreign company. The butler didn't know what it was, but he occasionally heard her talking on the phone. The person on the other end spoke English, so he asked about it. She said that she took on some design work to earn extra money when she had free time.

There were footsteps coming from the stairs.

The butler looked up.

Seeing Han Zhan walking downstairs slowly after changing into new clothes, he even styled his hair to match his clothes. No wonder it took so long.

"Wife, how is it?"

"The collar isn't turned up properly." Shi Yin stood up, walked in front of him, and stood on tiptoe to straighten his collar. "I bought several sets. Have you tried them all? Do they fit?"

"not yet."

"dislike?"

"How could I not like it? I like everything my wife buys for me." Han Er put his arm around her shoulders and led them towards the internal elevator, pushing and shoving them as he walked quickly: "I'll go upstairs and try it on for you."

“Isn’t it the same looking down there?”

“There are a lot of people downstairs.”

“They are all familiar people.”

"I want to wear my new clothes to show you first." Han Zhan said.

Shi Yin: “…”

Don't understand.

But I still followed his wishes and went upstairs.

The two figures walked away, and the sound gradually faded. The housekeeper smiled silently and turned his gaze away from the direction where the master and his wife had left. At this moment, the bell suddenly rang in the quiet living room.

The butler lowered his eyes.

Shi Yin's phone screen lit up on the chaise longue.

Someone called her.

It was a transnational ocean number.

The butler hurried forward, worried the other party would hang up, so he picked up the phone first. The person on the other end, assuming it was Shi Yin, spoke politely in perfect English, "Aro, I heard you agreed to sell the Heritage Collection wedding dress you recently designed to a Miss Shi in the capital of China for five million yuan with Sotheby's?"

The housekeeper is fluent in multiple languages.

Spoken English is easy for him.

"Sorry, my wife is upstairs. Please wait a moment while I give her the call."

"……OK."

The person on the other end responded.

After a few seconds of reaction, she said in surprise, "Aro is married? I thought a cold and taciturn girl like her would just hang high in the sky. I tried to match her up with men several times and introduced my most handsome brother to her, but she refused."

Hearing this.

The housekeeper raised his eyebrows in a smug manner.

I thanked the old swan in my heart. It was worth it that he had burned incense to the Bodhisattva at home and did good deeds outside for many years. He accumulated this rare good fortune for my husband and let him marry such a good wife.

…

Shi Yin heard a knock on the door and went to open it.

The first thing that caught her eye was the housekeeper's face, which couldn't hide its smile. She didn't know what good thing had happened to make her so happy. She took the phone from the housekeeper, scanned the contacts on the screen, and replied as she walked to the open-air balcony, "Yes, I agreed to sell the wedding dress to Shi Qinghe for five million."

"The average market price of your previous auction items was over 10 million. The price you set this time is a bit low."

"fine."

"So generous, is that Miss Shi related to you?"

"Enemy."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds. Knowing that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, he immediately changed the subject: "The middle-aged man who just answered the phone called you his wife."

"Yes, married."

"It was so quick, without a single word leaking out. What does he look like? Any pictures? If he's not as handsome as my brother, I'll be a little mad."

Han Zhan has already changed into his second set of clothes.

Standing at the cloakroom door.

He stared blankly at his wife who was on the phone.

Shi Yin locked eyes with him, gestured to him, "Give me two more minutes," and then replied with a slight curve at the corner of her lips: "I think he is the most handsome man I have ever met in my 22 years of life."

The other party didn't believe it, saying, "Aesthetics is subjective."

Shi Yin corrected: "He is objectively handsome."

"This is the first time I've heard you praise someone like this."

"I'm stating the facts."

"Your words have really aroused my strong curiosity. When I come to the capital some time later, you must let me meet him."

"I hope you don't mind strangers."

"Just kidding, my language organization skills are the best in the entire Scre company. No one can say anything against me."

"He might give you a little challenge." Shi Yin said.

End the call.

Shi Yin had opened the glass door and entered the room two minutes earlier, heading straight for the cloakroom. Han Zhan leaned against the door frame and watched her, and the second she approached, he immediately followed.

"Wife, you have such good taste. Every outfit suits me very well."

"You have a nice figure."

A walking clothes rack.

She also has a good-looking face.

Shi Yin said without exaggeration that if she took a sack and put it on him, he would look good. Han Er accepted Shi Yin's compliment without any modesty, and even raised his eyebrows at her, as if to say: "You should be happy to have such a handsome husband."

Shi Yin rolled her eyes at him: "..."

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The next day.

The wind is clear and the air is fresh.

In the Five-Star Building located in the CBD economic center of Beijing, employees are busy with their own work, waiting for the company to officially announce its opening on March 12.

Meeting room upstairs.

The doors opened on both sides, and a group of leaders and core elite teams walked out one after another. Everyone looked at each other and whispered, "This is the first time I've seen President Han wearing casual clothes on the job."

"Don't tell me, Mr. Han's private clothes are very handsome."

"How can it not be handsome? His wife bought it for him."

Hearing this.

The bustling crowd was silent for a moment.

After more than a dozen pairs of eyes exchanged tacit glances, someone joked, "How many times did President Han mention his clothes during the meeting?"

"At least ten times."

"more than."

"I came to the company this morning and ran into Mr. Han in the elevator. I greeted him and he said my suit was very stylish. Then he started talking about his own clothes, saying his wife had just bought it for him yesterday."

"Isn't it? Mr. Han rarely comes out of the office, only showing up during meetings. This morning, I was pouring coffee in the tea room when I saw him going around the various departments. He said he was checking on the situation in each department and looking for any gaps."

"What are you checking? He's clearly showing off his clothes."

"Now everyone in the company knows that he is wearing a new suit that his wife bought for him."

The other side.

In the empty conference room.

Han Zhan pulled out the chair and stood up, carefully straightened his collar and brushed the corners of his clothes, as if the dust on the chair had stained his clothes and needed to be cleaned.

The secretary came over.

Hand the car keys to him.

Han Zhan left in a flash, and smiled as he left: "All afternoon schedules have been postponed. I'm going home to pick up my wife and accompany her to the amusement park. It's really pleasant to go to the amusement park with her wearing the clothes she bought. Xiaolin, you are not young anymore. Find a good man to marry as soon as possible. It feels so good to have a wife who loves you so much."

Secretary Xiaolin: "..."