After Lao Xin returned to the base, he met an old man on the street who often had a shaving stall on the road, and begged him to shave his beard.

The man didn't have anything to do anyway, and the business sent to the door was not done in vain, so he went home and got the tools, and after ten minutes, he shaved Lao Xin's beard clean.

He finished shaving and walked to the base, touching his chin with only some blue and black stubble left. I don't feel used to it. Sometimes I just go to brush my beard, and then my hand falls short. Forget it, the scraping is all scraped, if you can look at the younger ones, it will not be in vain.

When he arrived at the gate of the base, there was a soldier in a grass-green military uniform standing guard, and he naturally walked inside, but was stopped: "Comrade, please show your ID." ”

He just wanted to say, I am Lao Xin, and then he remembered the matter of the beard, could it be that the change will be so big?

He wanted to hear what others had to say, so he asked the guard, "Don't you know me? ”

The guard glanced at him a few times, as if he had seen it, but it was different, so he said seriously: "I don't know, please show my ID." ”

Lao Xin shook his head: "It's amazing, I really don't know it!"

He had no choice but to take out his ID and show it to the guard, who looked at him for a while before confirming that this was indeed the Xin expert who had come to their base to cooperate, so he changed his attitude and politely let him in.

After going back, Lao Xin looked in the mirror for a long time, and he was very satisfied with his new image. It's really young. Thinking of his previous thoughts, he felt that his brain might have been flooded before.

During the Chinese New Year, there are many people who come to Mr. Qiao's place to pay New Year's greetings. It wasn't until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year that Mr. Qiao was quiet. After this calm, Qiao always felt that his daughter looked much calmer than usual. He asked Joan's mother, "What's wrong with our daughter? It doesn't seem to be the same as before, right?"

"I don't know, but I have something I want to tell you. Qiao An's mother actually wanted to tell her husband about Zhong Zhaohui, but her husband didn't have much time to go home for a while, and she was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground when she caught up with the Chinese New Year. Only then can you speak properly about the conversation.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Qiao naturally wanted to ask. Although his wife also has the common problem of ordinary women who like to nag, if she talks seriously, there must be something.

"You also know that Yang Hui, the wife of the vice minister of commerce, is very familiar with me, just last month, the two of us discussed it and let her son meet our family Qiao An. The two of them had a good chat at the time, and I don't know if the two of them have been in touch recently. She didn't say anything, I was afraid that she would be annoyed if I asked too much. I don't know if her recent change in personality has something to do with it. ”

"Vice Minister of Commerce, surnamed Zhong, what is his son's name?" Qiao always thought that it would not be Zhong Zhaohui, right? If it was him, it would be too coincidental.

Unexpectedly, his wife said: "My name is Zhong Zhaohui, I heard that he is doing architectural design." I'm still a director, and I'm quite talented. ”

Mr. Qiao was also speechless, his wife didn't know the other party's situation very well, so he dared to introduce it to his daughter. But having said that, he had a good impression of Zhong Zhaohui, and he hadn't heard any bad rumors about him. The solutions he designed were indeed very talented. If this is really the case, you can consider it. What's more, the Zhong family's family style is good, if it can really be done, it may also be a beautiful thing.

He thought for a while and said to his wife: "Don't ask the child about this matter first, I'll inquire about Zhong Zhaohui's situation first." ”

The major affairs of their family are always said by Mr. Qiao, and since he has already said so, Qiao An's mother has no objection.

After Manager Wang came back from Lukang, he took the medicine prescribed by Cai Lan, and only took two payments, and the fever and sweating every day were better, and he no longer had to work in wet clothes as before.

At noon on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, he was on vacation and unexpectedly received a call from Mr. Qiao, asking him to go. And immediately he dressed himself and went out.

"Why are you going again? Didn't you say that today is a holiday? On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I want to eat dumplings, and my stuffing is reconciled, why are you going to leave again?" Let me pack it alone?" his lover naturally wanted to ask when he saw him put on his clothes to go out.

"Joe always asked me to go, can I not go? It doesn't matter if I eat dumplings or not. I ate it on Chinese New Year's Eve, I also ate it on the first and second days of the new year, and it became under the meaning of the fifth day of the new year, and I was afraid of eating this dumpling. Manager Wang said, put on his shoes and went out. I heard that Qiao always asked him to go, so it was not good for his lover to complain anymore. After all, Mr. Qiao is very serious about their manager Wang, and if there is really something, it is not good not to go. She looked at the half pot of stuffing, forget it, it's all reconciled, let's wrap it slowly.

Manager Wang went out to the street, took a taxi and went straight to Mr. Qiao's house. I can't say that Joe always told him to go, he was still waiting for the bus slowly.

"Mr. Qiao, are you looking for me?" asked Manager Wang after knocking on the door and sitting down. He doesn't come to Mr. Qiao's house often, he usually talks about things in the company, and he doesn't know what is so urgent this time, so he called him to his home directly.

"Lao Wang, I called you this time to inquire with you. You've been in contact with this man several times, so if you know a little bit about him, tell me what your impression of him is?"

"Oh, Mr. Qiao, who do you want to ask?" Mr. Qiao only said that he knew this person, and did not say the specific direction, so Manager Wang couldn't guess.

"It's Zhong Zhaohui, who met you a few years ago, I remember you took Qiao An to their research institute. What do you think of Xiao Zhong?"

Manager Wang immediately recalled the drunk Zhong Zhaohui he saw in the company's office in Lukang before the Chinese New Year, and Zhong Zhaohui who supported each other with Qiao An and slept in Qiao An's room for several hours. He didn't know what to say about this person for the time being. Originally, he had a good impression of this person, but when this happened, he was a little unsure.

"What, do you think this person is not very good?" Seeing that Manager Wang was hesitating, Mr. Qiao asked.

"Oh, no, no, that's not what I meant. Manager Wang hurriedly waved his hand, in case Zhong Zhaohui became the son-in-law of the Qiao family in the future, if he caused such a misunderstanding, how should he face Qiao An and Zhong Zhaohui?

"Old Wang, when did you become like this? You don't usually do this, is there something here that you plan to hide from me?" Qiao always noticed that Manager Wang was wrong.

"Mr. Qiao, I want to know, why did you suddenly ask about Zhong Zhaohui, and what exactly does it mean?" Manager Wang decided to inquire about Mr. Qiao's intentions, so as not to offend people for no reason or make Mr. Qiao misunderstand.

Mr. Qiao listened, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said, "I won't hide it from you, I'm thinking about Zhong Zhaohui's character and whether he is suitable to be with Qiao An." It's not an eyebrow yet, so don't talk about it yet. ”