I really don't want to make a choice

After the meeting ended, Han Lang left Yu Chunfang and the project team leader to chat alone.

Now that there is a team leader, we must also talk about some incentives after the success of this product.

Han Lang is such a person who decides to do something. Before doing something, regardless of whether it is successful or not, what will be given to the participants after success must be emphasized.

The answer is also very simple, you can't just ask others to work hard and put your heart into it.

Of course, painting cakes is a common method used by bosses.

But employees are not fools, especially capable employees.

How the drawn pies are gradually realized, become a reality, and distributed is actually very important.

This separate meeting made the team leader smile. In fact, Han Lang didn't need to talk about these things. After all, he was still in his infancy, but since the boss started talking at this meeting, he was in good shape.

And all these are written in black and white, so there is no need to worry that the boss will not honor it.

After talking about this, only Han Lang and Yu Chunfang were left in the conference room.

Han Lang took out a cigarette, lit one, opened a bottle of undrinked mineral water, and took a long gulp.

Then pop the ash into the remaining mineral water bottle.

Hours of concentrated lectures and brainstorming, he needs to relax.

"It seems that I have to buy a few ashtrays and put them in the conference room?"

Yu Chunfang looked at Han Lang swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, and said with a smile.

In the past, when she was a teacher, she was very tired of seeing the students smoking.

But this time, seeing Han Lang smoking, he no longer felt that way.

"It worked hard for you a while ago, let you connect with these people."

"From now on, I'll take care of it directly. Help you share some of the burden, but you who should supervise should help me control the progress."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"Well, you just take care of it. Their progress must be fine. What's wrong, in your eyes, you can see it at a glance."

"They dare not fool."

Yu Chunfang smiled.

"There are seven days off for National Day, you can go back and see my dad when you have time."

"I'll come back around the [-]th. I'll accompany you for two days. We also need a vacation."

Han Lang threw the cigarette butt into the mineral water bottle and said softly.

Yu Chunfang was caught off guard and her heart beat faster.

our dad?

Han Lang's title made her instantly feel that everything she had done was worthwhile.

Did he give himself a definition?

He is always so considerate. When he was a teacher before, when he didn't lead the graduation class, he took a lot of vacations.

But then, she felt very free.

Now, she only thinks about how to help Han Lang do a better job, never thinking about the holidays.

"Well, I see."

"But the word "our dad" can't be used indiscriminately in the future, and the horoscope hasn't been written yet?"

A woman's small mind is always like this, she is obviously very happy, but she still has to hold her back a little bit.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Han Lang pulled Yu Chunfang from her seat, hugged her, and let her sit on his lap.

"What are you doing, this is the meeting room."

Yu Chunfang quickly stood up.

"There is no surveillance in the meeting room?"

Han Lang looked around, looked at it, and said with a smile.

"What if someone suddenly comes in later?"

Yu Chunfang said shyly.

"You see it when you see it. It's no big deal. The company also stipulates that the boss is not allowed to fall in love."

Han Lang said with some teasing meaning.

Yu Chunfang rolled her eyes directly at Han Lang.

"Are you going back to school tonight?"

Yu Chunfang continued to sit on the stool next to her, sorted out the documents, and asked along the way.

"Do you want me to go back?"

Han Lang looked at Sister Fang shamelessly again and asked.

"Can I still make a decision for you?"

Yu Chunfang said angrily.

"Then go back!"

Han Lang stood up and said solemnly.

Yu Chunfang was so angry that his teeth itched. He asked himself if he wanted to go back, but he told himself that he should go back.

what is this?

"Just teasing you, I wish I could not go back every day, sleep with my arms around you every day, go back to buy vegetables today, you do what I eat."

When Yu Chunfang was still sullen, Han Lang suddenly leaned down and whispered in Yu Chunfang's ear.

Yu Chunfang pinched Han Lang fiercely, she was not serious.

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After finishing the conference room, Han Lang and Yu Chunfang left the company one after the other.

Yu Chunfang had already obtained her driver's license, and Han Lang asked Yu Chunfang to drive, but Yu Chunfang was still a little scared.

But Han Langfei had to let her go, she couldn't shirk it, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Fortunately, Han Lang was sitting in the co-pilot, so she dared to have the courage to drive.

Han Lang's idea is very simple, she wants her to be her personal driver in the future.

It is inevitable that I drink too much, so I may need a close person to help me.

It's not that Han Lang wants to save a driver's salary, that's a small situation.

Moreover, Sister Fang ultimately needs to be independent, and the skill of driving is a must.

The female driver is a female driver, and she directly bumped into the pillar in the garage.

Yu Chunfang cried out all of a sudden.

She was on the verge of crying.

Han Lang laughed out loud.

"It's okay, just practice a few more times."

"Driving, bumps and bumps are inevitable at the beginning."

Han Lang patted Yu Chunfang's hand and said comfortingly.

"But the paint on the car is damaged, what should I do?"

Sister Fang feels sorry for the car.

"It's time to fix it, go ahead, don't panic."

"Safety first."

Han Lang continued.

Along the way, Yu Chunfang drove very slowly, and the car behind kept honking. Yu Chunfang was under a lot of pressure and was worried about driving.

Han Lang was sitting in the co-pilot smiling, with a calm expression on his face.

"Are you not afraid?"

We finally reached an open road with very little traffic.

Sister Fang asked.

"What are you afraid of?"

Han Lang asked with a smile.

"Are you afraid that if I am not careful, I will crash into the car and take your life away?"

Yu Chunfang said angrily.

"You can't live on the same day, but you can die together. What a wonderful thing. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Han Lang said with a playful face.

Yu Chunfang gave Han Lang another blank look and stopped talking.

A dog man is always like this, a casual sentence can make him flirt.

She couldn't tell whether such words were true or false.But these words are indeed very pleasant!

. . . . . . .

Yu Chunfang's cooking skills are getting better and better. If she likes someone, cooking for him is probably also a joy.

Han Lang was sitting in the living room with his eyes closed, while Yu Chunfang was busy in the kitchen.

After the dishes were ready, Han Lang and Yu Chunfang began to eat.

The dishes are not particularly rich, just three dishes and one soup.

How much can two people eat?

"The dishes you cook are still delicious, much better than the dishes in the school cafeteria."

Han Lang said with a smile while eating the vegetables.

"Did you say that on purpose because you want me to cook in the future?"

Yu Chunfang said with a smile.

"Being a human is sometimes so difficult. To be honest, you have to misinterpret it."

"Hey!"

Han Lang pretended to sigh and said.

Yu Chunfang kicked Han Lang under the table, but Han Lang was not angry either.

Instead, he clamped Yu Chunfang's calf with his legs, preventing her from moving.

"Stop messing around, eat, eat."

Yu Chunfang said quickly.

Han Langbalabala finished his meal in no time, and then said with a smirk, "I'm done."

Yu Chunfang was dumbfounded.

"Why eat so fast?"

Yu Chunfang asked curiously.

Han Lang stood up straight away and hugged Yu Chunfang up.

"Am I not full yet?"

After Yu Chunfang was picked up by Han Lang, she probably understood what he was going to do.

He complained, but said excitedly.

"It's okay, I can eat enough."

"After all, there is a mouth that will be satisfied."

Han Lang whispered into Yu Chunfang's ear.

When Yu Chunfang heard Han Lang's sullen and flirtatious words, her face turned red all of a sudden.

But life, sometimes this sentiment is needed.

Why do people always miss when they are young when they are getting old.

When you are young, maybe the material foundation is not good enough, but many happy things will be brought to the extreme.

Sweating profusely, berating Fang Qiu, the joy that fell from the sky.

This is a young man's little farewell to a newlywed.

Sister Fang feels very tired, this will be really full.

Han Lang was washing up in the bathroom, and she ran in after a while.

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