In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of Qiao Yingying's nanny career. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She came to the villa early to see what else to clean up, but found that she had already finished tidying up by herself, and she didn't even want to find a rag that was placed randomly.

There was a hint of emotion and a little bit of smugness on her little face.

I remember when she first came, she couldn't even plug in the power cord, and now she is comfortable doing housework. The nurse and pothos must not believe that one day she will be so capable.

So she looked at the refrigerator, rummaged through the rice cabinets, checked the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, sanitary products, made a long list of all the things that might need to be added, and rode her bicycle to the supermarket.

In an extended Lincoln car back to Haicheng, Guan Mufeng was facing the computer, talking to the secretary.

"Ding-" His phone rang suddenly, and a new message came in.

"That's basically the way to work next week, if you have something you can't decide, feel free to contact me." After Guan Mufeng finished explaining, he took a sip of coffee, picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, he didn't know what he saw, and his tough facial features suddenly softened.

The secretary quickly sorted out the content just now in his notebook, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to Guan Mufeng.

can go on a business trip with the president, even if she works overtime, she is still so excited that she hardly sleeps all night, and the sisters in the same department in the past are even more envious, jealous and hateful.

Her eyes caught the smile on the corner of Guan Mufeng's lips, and she suddenly shook her hands in surprise.

The president actually laughed? What could make him so happy?

Guan Mufeng looked at the deduction text message on his mobile phone, the amount was larger than the previous times, and he couldn't help but guess what goods Qiao Yingying had scanned in the supermarket.

You won't buy some messy toiletries, will you?

Remembering the several times she had excitedly brought back all kinds of colorful new shampoo and shower gels from the supermarket, he couldn't help frowning, and his expression seemed to be a little disgusted.

The little secretary who was peeking at him immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again. I thought that the president was really happy and angry, so I was happy for a while, and I immediately got angry again.

Look at the time, there is another hour to reach Haicheng.

He glanced at the bamboo gift box next to his seat, remembering the excitement she had seen when she received the gift last time, and a smile crossed his eyes.

Their car entered Haicheng and arrived at the company first.

After tidying up a little, Guan Mufeng got into the car home again, when his mobile phone suddenly rang and a call came in. He looked at the caller ID, immediately turned it on, and after only listening to one sentence, he frowned tightly.

"I'll be there shortly." As he spoke, he instructed the driver, "Go to Jiuhua Hospital." ”

Jiuhua Hospital was in the opposite direction from his home, and the car turned around on the road and rushed to the hospital.

Just as he was about to arrive, he asked the driver to stop the car at the entrance of a nearby alley, got out of the car himself, and walked through the alley to the hospital. In the independent ward of the hospital, Sun Mo is resting on the hospital bed. Her face was a little pale, and she frowned slightly, and her face was painful.

"Sister Sun, this time it's really dangerous, if it deviates a little more, it won't be the shoulder." At the bedside, there were several TV station staff around, and they all had palpitations when they remembered the previous scene.

"yes, why did this good chandelier fall down all of a sudden? Fortunately, it's not heavy, otherwise it would have smashed people in one fell swoop. ”

Sun Mo listened to everyone's discussion, recalled the previous scene, couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, and was afraid for a while.

When I left the show after recording in the studio today, the chandelier on my head actually fell down. If it weren't for the guest next to her who pushed her in time, I was afraid that she would have hit her head. Although the chandelier was made of aluminum and was not heavy, the temperature was extremely high, and her entire shoulder blade was burned a lot, and it was still painful.

How do chandeliers fall? She still can't understand it.

The TV station's studio is inspected every once in a while, and it stands to reason that this problem will not occur.

Was it an accident or was it man-made?

Not long after she returned to China, she has not completely figured out the interests of this circle, except for the programs arranged by the TV station, she has not been involved in any commercial activities outside, and it stands to reason that she will not offend anyone.

And if you want to suppress her, you should also create some scandals and smear her reputation.

Her mind was disorganized, and her ears were filled with the gossip of her colleagues, and she was even more irritable.