Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

"Ji Fang, when the factory receives my letter, please notify me as soon as possible. Did you hear that?"

"Understood." Now that Ji Fang knew that the vice president attached great importance to this letter writer, he naturally paid more attention, otherwise he would not have delivered the package so quickly.

"I write a letter and you send it to me."

Zhou Hengguang said that he didn't take off the bag on his body, so he turned and went to the study to write a reply.

Holding a pen in his hand, Zhou Hengguang smiled at the corner of his mouth when he thought of his girl riding a bicycle.

He wrote like a fly. He first used 100 words to describe his liking when he received the bag, and said that he would not be able to do without it in his life and work in the future, and would use it every day. The implication is to imply that one is not enough and ask Su Qing to send another one.

Good leather needs maintenance and cannot be used continuously, otherwise it will damage the service life of the leather.

Since Su Qing has such a good craftsmanship, she must also know how to maintain leather goods. I hope the smart girl will not let him down.

After writing the bag, Zhou Hengguang wrote about the souvenirs he brought back. The heartbroken letter said that the souvenirs brought back were stolen by his friends while he didn't know, and he could only eat it once in the end.

no more!

Zhou Hengguang's writing about native products is absolutely sincere and distressing. I finally brought it back, the good girl made it herself, and let those who have nothing to do with it eat it.

Zhou Hengguang wished he could beat everyone up.

The letter contained infinite regret. Although it didn't say a single important word, as long as a normal person saw it, they would be willing to give him what he wanted.

In the end, he praised Su Qing with two hundred words.

The words are elegant, with enthusiasm contained in the subtlety, and sincerity and anxiety in the enthusiasm. Just like a young boy in full swing, he is so enthusiastic in front of his beloved girl that he is at a loss.

Not a love letter, but better than a love letter.

Zhou Yan didn't know, but if Zhou Yan knew, she would definitely want to invite Zhou Hengguang and the old man of the Xu family to collaborate on a book. The old man of the Xu family came up with his brains, and Zhou Hengguang came up with his writing, which is guaranteed to be a hit.

After writing the letter, Zhou Hengguang personally sealed the envelope and handed it to Ji Fang, "Send it today."

"Okay!" Ji Fang agreed, and suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Someone is knocking on the door, I'll go and have a look." Finally, he didn't have to look any further, Ji Fang quickly ran out to open the door.

"Wait!" Zhou Hengguang raised his eyebrows, and inadvertently brought a bit of sharpness, "You help me take the outer box and put it in my bedroom. I will open the door myself."

Ji Fang was taken aback, and obediently went to get the things, and became more curious about the sender.

"Brother, why did you come here suddenly?" Zhou Hengguang smiled and opened the door, thinking that luckily the outer packaging was put away in time, otherwise the elder brother would definitely find out if he saw it.

Zhou Hengyang glanced at him coldly, his eyes scratched at him like a knife.

Fortunately, Zhou Hengguang's psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Instead, he asked proudly, "Brother, what do you think of my new bag? Doesn't it look good?"

"For the first time, I saw you showing a special liking for something."

"I've loved these things since I was a kid."

"That's different." With a cold face, Zhou Hengyang passed his younger brother and entered the living room, just in time to meet Ji Fang coming down from the stairs, his expression became even uglier, livid. "How is this going?"

Looking at Ji Fang's eyes is almost the same as looking at a dead person.