She quietly followed all the way, listened to the conversation between the two, and took the opportunity to go to the toilet in the morning, and ran to the door of the assistant's room outside the office building and stuffed a note into the door......

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Liang Chaxiang came over to play the round, "Fanghua is right, she doesn't understand the situation, so she can't interject." ”

Because of the lack of maternal affection since childhood, Liang Chaxiang cherishes the friendship between friends, and everyone has their own way of dealing with people, she can't ask all her friends to treat her like Zhu Zhenzhen.

Liang Chaxiang spoke, Jiang Fanghua was happy to reveal the matter, and hurried down the donkey.

"Listen to the fragrance of tea, everyone is tired and go to sleep, I'll bring you elm money cakes to eat at night."

As he spoke, he lay down on his bed and covered himself with a quilt.

In fact, Zhu Zhenzhen didn't mean to target Jiang Fanghua, but Jiang Fanghua didn't help Liang Chaxiang speak in front of outsiders, and now Liang Chaxiang said that Jiang Fanghua was soft again, and she had no reason to hold on, and there was still a lot of work to do when she went home in the afternoon.

The three of them took a nap for an hour, and each went home for lunch.

Stewed eggs, fried squid, steamed eggplant, and watercress amaranth soup are all her tastes.

Liang Cha was fragrant, and the chopsticks counted the rice grains in the bowl one by one.

"I have inquired that Xiao Zhen only comes to Xinglongchang once a month at the beginning of the month and once in the middle of the month, and Zhuang Bohua is usually the director."

Qiu Mo sandwiched a piece of idiot fish and sent it to Liang Chaxiang's bowl, and when he heard this, the chopsticks shook and the idiot fish fell into the amaranth soup.

She retracted her chopsticks and looked at Liang Chaxiang in a daze, the corners of her mouth fluttered, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she returned to normal for a moment.

It's a pity that Liang Chaxiang lowered her head and didn't see it.

After this sentence, the two of them didn't speak again, and ate silently.

After the meal, Liang Chaxiang washed the dishes and called out to Grandma and said to Qiu Mo: "I'll sleep again." And he went into his bedroom.

Qiu Mo nodded indiscriminately and entered his bedroom, just lying on the bed tossing and turning like a pancake and couldn't sleep.

In the past 20 years, she has been restless at night, and when she returned to Silk Bridge Town, she thought that she was only one step away from revenge, but she never wanted to block thousands of mountains and rivers.

Maybe she should find another way, thinking about this, Qiu Mo got up and went into the kitchen to load seven or eight salted duck eggs, and carried two strings of red bean dumplings to Granny Wang's house next door.

Wang Camellia saw Qiu Mo in the blue gown skirt holding the enamel bowl from a distance, and was just about to step forward to greet Liang Chaxiang's instructions, so she forcibly put her feet back, afraid that she would be stupid and leak in front of Qiu Mo, and quietly lay back on the bed.

Qiu Mo accompanied Granny Wang for half an hour of chatting, but she didn't see Wang Camellia's figure, and returned disappointed.

And Qiu Mo is not the only one who is destined to be disappointed today.

No! Maybe it's more appropriate to describe Zhuang Yating's mood at the moment with despair.

In Liang Chaxiang's hands, she didn't get a bargain, she gritted her teeth and walked into the office, Xiao Qingyang had been waiting for a long time.

Immediately, the wind blew and the dark clouds dispersed, and he called "cousin" and jumped over happily and climbed on Xiao Qingyang's slender arm.

Zhuang Yating patronized and was happy, but she didn't notice that Xiao Qingyang's face was a little worried.

Xiao Qingyang frowned and withdrew his arm silently.

This cousin is younger than him, and when he was a child, his little face was round and cute, and he also liked this little cousin very much, but he didn't expect that the older he was, the more beautiful he became, the bigger his temper and his temperament worse.

"I heard that you went to trouble Liang Chaxiang?"

Xiao Qingyang's voice was not high, and it sounded even a little soft, but anyone who heard it felt a little questioning.

Zhuang Yating was unhappy, "Do you really want to accuse me for an outsider?" ”

She bypassed Xiao Qingyang and kicked away the stool next to the vermilion desk, sat on the mahogany chair behind the desk, and stared at Xiao Qingyang with her head half-tilted, with a face of saying something and leaving without anything.

She had done this kind of thing before, why hadn't she seen him stand up for those female workers before?

"That's what you're talking about." Xiao Qing raised his eyebrows and furrowed into Sichuan characters, "Do you think it's appropriate for you to say such things to an employee?" ”

"It's suitable, how not suitable." Zhuang Yating was resentful in her heart, "The little female worker doesn't work well, thinking about how to seduce men all day long, shouldn't she teach a good lesson?" ”

"Yating!" Xiao Qingyang's face turned pale, "You're too much!" ”

I read so many books that I read to the belly of a dog.

"What? Unhappy to be told about it?

Xiao Qingyang felt that he shouldn't have come at all.

Zhuang Yating's fingertips trembled, Xiao Qingyang just walked with his front foot, and swept all the documents on the desk to the ground with a loud sound of his back foot, and the teacup he grabbed in his hand slammed into the door.

Since childhood, her father Zhuang Bohua swore to her that she would definitely be the young grandmother of the Xiao family in the future, she had long regarded Xiao Qingyang as her personal private property and could not be touched by others, although Xiao Qingyang became more and more alienated from her, but she always believed that Xiao Qingyang still liked her as much as she did when she was a child, so whoever dared to come to Xiao Qingyang in the factory would rectify her.

This surnamed Liang is really shameless and invincible in the world.

Zhuang Yating pouted, her eyes were obscure.

I actually went to my cousin to sue her for her black state!

From this moment on, this Liang Chaxiang is her enemy!

Xiao Qingyang came out of Zhuang Yating's office and bumped into Zhuang Bohua, who had just gone up the stairs.

"Officer Xiao," follow me to the office.

Zhuang Bohua nodded slightly, his expression was serious, if anyone happened to pass by, he must have thought that he had some important business to discuss.

Xiao Qingyang nodded, he had a lot of disagreement with this only cousin, Xiao Qingyang, but he repeatedly forbears it due to many complex reasons.

followed Zhuang Bohua into the deputy director's office.

In the spacious office, a large exaggerated mahogany desk facing the door almost occupies half of the office, and two black leather sofas for reception are placed by the window, and there is a pot of fortune trees made of broken jade and copper wire on the glass table next to the sofa. A row of mahogany bookshelves against the wall was used by Zhuang Bohua as a Bogu shelf, filled with all kinds of antique porcelain.

"Come and see Yating!"

As soon as he entered the office, Zhuang Bohua put on Yin Yin's smiling face and warm tone, and even made a cup of white tea for Xiao Qingyang himself.

Xiao Qingyang didn't want people to see him as the second ancestor who didn't do his job, and no one in the factory knew that Secretary Xiao, who had gone to the foreign school, was actually a young owner of Xinglongchang.

Of course, this is exactly what Zhuang Bohua meant, over the years, Xiao Zhen has turned a blind eye to some of his behaviors because of the events of the year, and let him be powerful and prosperous in Xinglongchang, and he is used to covering the sky with one hand, and he doesn't want to make a hairless hairy boy on his head and point fingers.

"Let's go."

Xiao Qingyang knew what he was thinking, and he was disgusted, and he didn't answer what he asked.

"Dead boy!" Zhuang Bohua cursed secretly, but it was not obvious on the surface.

"Hehe, did Yating make you angry again?"

Zhuang Bohua's old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, "This kid has made me spoiled, don't be like her." ”

Isn't it just that you have been raised, a good girl has developed a coquettish, domineering, dustless, and rude heart.

Zhuang Bohua saw that Xiao Qingyang didn't react, and a chrysanthemum turned into a bitter gourd in the blink of an eye.

"It's only to blame this child for his miserable life, no mother......"

"That, cousin, I won't bother you with work if I still have something to do."

Xiao Qingyang fled with apologies.

Zhuang Bohua pursed his lips and took a sip of tea, stilted Erlang's legs and hummed a Jiangnan minor tune.