"Boss, eating and drinking seems a bit unsuitable for me."

Min Yuchen lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone. He continued to take many photos, and then threw the cell phone to Song Yang, "Soon the photo."

"Boss, do you pity your soldiers? My index finger is almost poked."

"Then change another finger." Min Yuchen's expressionless conscience suggests.

Isn't this a matter of changing one finger?

However, the boss was transferred back to work during his wedding, and he was inevitably a little angry, so he could only understand. "I held a meeting of all personnel and transferred the route distribution map of the Second Ring Road of the Beijing City to me, and I couldn't even let a street entrance go."

"Yes, sir." Song Yang saluted and immediately turned around and ran away when he was free, but he didn't expect that the boss would scream back again, "Boss, do you have anything else?"

"I'll let Li Kuo go, you stay and continue taking pictures."

Song Yang was so sad that it was too much to not play like this.

Seeing the scout Li Kuo running and then disappearing, Song Yang was about to burst into tears.

At the meeting, everyone was almost smiling and looking at Song Yang. The postures of taking pictures were more diverse than those of their own boss. People who didn’t know thought that he was the one who was photographed?

Everyone sat in a group and had a fierce discussion. From time to time, Min Yuchen even asked Song Yang about his opinions. Seeing that he was talking and not taking photos, he was immediately displeased and said, "While taking photos, he said, don't delay taking photos."

Song Yang felt very wronged, "Boss, can I be tired too?"

"Where did you come from so much nonsense? I feel tired and I will carry a load of twenty kilometers."

Song Yang was shocked and suddenly became energetic, "Don't, boss, I can talk and shoot for two hours without feeling tired."

At lunch time, Song Yang patted around Min Yuchen who was eating properly. The other Cheetah Squadron's belly was about to hurt, but their boss still looked cold.

The only one who was holding the plate and taking photos while eating was probably Song Yang. Although the others were curious, it was related to Min Yuchen, and they did not dare to discuss it at all.

With the help of peeing, Song Yang finally had a small rest for a while and sat on the toilet lid. He said he was too pitiful. No, he wanted to call his sister-in-law to ask if he had seen enough?

He really took enough photos, and he took enough photos. If he looked at the boss more, he would probably vomit.

After searching through the phone, Song Yang not only cursed, "Damn, I don't have my sister-in-law's phone number, I don't have it!"

After a while, the phone rang. It was Qiao Zhiya's phone call. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and answered the phone tremblingly. Min Yuchen's low voice was a little cold, "Where did you go?"

"I'm having a bit of a stomachache at noon. I'm in the bathroom, squatting for a while."

"You are limited to ten minutes to get back immediately."

The cut-off phone was still beating. Song Yang dialed his sister's phone and said in a low voice, "I was scared to death just now. Are you very angry? Please give me your sister-in-law's phone number quickly."

"The meeting is about to be held. Where are you going? The boss's expression is so heavy. Why do you have to take his phone to squat in the pit?"

Song Yang touched his pants pocket and felt a chill in his heart, "I, I'll go back soon. Give me my sister-in-law's phone number first, it's for life."

"Isn't it on the boss's phone? By the way, the boss's phone has a password. Forget it, I'd better go to your phone and wait."

Soon he saw the phone number of his sister. Song Yang immediately dialed the fifth naan's cell phone, and the other party had been connected for a long time, "Hey, hello, I'm the fifth naan."

"Sister-in-law, I am Song Yang."

The fifth nian on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned, "You, are you in trouble?"

"Hundreds of thousands of fires are urgent, so I can save people from water and fire. Have you seen the photos given to you in the morning?"

"I don't know, I'm having something outside, so I haven't looked at my phone. What photos?" Suddenly, when he thought of him saying he wanted to take a photo of himself in the morning, she immediately asked with joy, "Is it a photo of him wearing a military uniform?"

Song Yang nodded suddenly. Each one was wearing a military uniform. Because they couldn't pose, they almost contracted various scenes of the army. Today, his legs were about to break and his fingers were about to poke. He just wanted to sincerely ask my sister-in-law, have you seen enough?

But after calling, he knew that his sister-in-law had no time to see the truth about the boss wearing military uniforms, so she almost burst into tears. She wanted to ask her if she could give her more attention to their boss!

Why is my sister-in-law so big?

I didn't express my opinion this morning, so I asked him to run with the boss while taking photos. Is it okay if the iron attacker can't stand it?

"Yes, each one is wearing a military uniform, handsome, timid and amazing. You can take a look. After reading it, you must reply to our boss."

Wu Nian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call him after I finish reading it."

Song Yang hung up the phone and finally felt relieved. As long as his sister-in-law praised him, he might be completely relieved. Now he will wait for his sister-in-law to call their boss... Oh, go to the damn, the phone is here.

Touching his pocket, Song Yang knocked open the door and ran back all the way, fearing that at this time, his sister-in-law would call the phone, and he might be punished for death.
Chapter completed!