Chu Yifeng asked a few words about Mrs. Chu's situation, and finally asked his mother in a questioning tone: "It's so hot, how can you still catch a cold?" ”

A sentence to Liang Yinqiu was silent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

How does she know?

She was a little moon, and her mother-in-law directly sighed and fell down. She's going to have to get up and serve. Anyway, at such an old age, it doesn't matter if you will get sick or not. This is the life of the old and the young.

Chu Yifeng nodded to his colleague who had just entered the office, and then said to the phone:

"Three o'clock? Bi Yue hadn't returned home at that time. "In the past few days, Bi Yue has finished running a matter related to building materials.

After a little pondering, he simply said:

"If you're in a hurry to see her, after half past five in the evening, just go straight to her."

Liang Yinqiu listened:

"Xiao Feng, have you two reconciled? Let's get married if we are reconciled.

I can't sleep well even when I think about it, and I guess your grandmother is also in a hurry.

I will find a relationship for you, and I will apply for a marriage certificate according to the application date of the marriage report, so that there is nothing to say about the birth of a child.

Don't worry, you have to mention it to Bi Yue a few more times. ”

Chu Yifeng was upset, what had he been thinking about one by one?

Originally, I heard that my mother was going to see Bi Yue just now, and my heart was very warm, especially since I had a birthday today, but when I thought about it...... The tone was not very good for a moment:

"Alright, is there anything else?"

Hearing that his son was impatient, Liang Yinqiu turned back and said:

"I'm not in a hurry, I don't rush you.

Didn't you have that exchange meeting, your father said that after the meeting, Ye Baixuan had to take you.

I made you two shirts and trousers, you can't wear a military uniform on any occasion?

In addition, I bought a lot of fruits for Bi Yue, for fear that they would be spoiled. ”

"Got it. I'm really busy, so I'll go back to the compound to see my milk when I have time. Chu Yifeng paused, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice:

"Mom, how are you doing?"

A word of mom, a word of greeting, Liang Yinqiu was on the other end, holding the phone, her eyes immediately turned red, and her heart instantly had mixed feelings.

There's been so much going on lately.

She misses her son, and she thinks of grievances.

She imagined that she would tell her son that you have to go home for dinner on your birthday, and your mother will make something for you, but she doesn't dare to order it now, and she has to ask if it's okay to go to her son's door to see her?

Liang Yinqiu suppressed her choking, but the snot and tears flowed out silently, and she wiped it tightly with her fingers, not wanting Chu Yifeng to hear her crying, so she only dared to reply to short sentences, afraid that her son would hear it if she spoke more:

"Very good."

"Mom, I ate noodles in the morning, Bi Yue made them for me."

"Okay."

Chu Yifeng, who hung up the phone, devoted himself to efficient work.

He stood by the printer with more than 20 first drafts and began to print, intending to hand them over to Ye Baixuan after his lunch break.

Only by sending the leader away and letting Ye Tou not look at him, so that he can retire early and go to the private club.

Go there to see what the situation is now, communicate a few more words with the subordinates on the other side of the club, and set the day after tomorrow as the opening time.

The day after tomorrow is a rest day, and he can't show up to cut the ribbon, so he has to find someone else to do it.

On the day off, I can also take my father-in-law and daughter-in-law to attend the opening ceremony. It's so decided, don't count it as a good day and auspicious day, you don't pay attention to that in your heart, and it doesn't matter what taboos you have.

As for whether the first draft can be passed? Hehe, more than 20 foreign texts, and when Ye Tou studies and understands, it's Sunday, where to find him. A sample of the revised draft will be submitted next Monday.

Chu Yifeng allocated that pitiful time to himself in his heart.

And on this day, it was not only Chu Yifeng who was thinking about leaving early, but also Wang Jian'an, who was sitting listlessly in the conference room, and he almost yawned.

The leader said and said from the main seat, and Wang Jian'an didn't dare to hold his tea cup and drink it.

I can only complain desperately in my heart:

The big thing is also called to a meeting. After opening the two of them for a while, they found that nothing was explained.

His eyes swept around: This is lively, looking at the fact that there are a lot of people attending the meeting, it is the same as eating in the canteen at noon.

occupy a pit one by one, in fact, there are only a few people who do practical things, and he belongs to one of the old scalpers.

"Jian'an, do you have anything to add?"

Wang Jian'an immediately tightened the chrysanthemum, and he didn't know where to go. He replied with a decent smile, "Director, I don't have anything to add. "But what I said in my heart was: If you have something to do, you will have a meeting, and the spirit of the meeting will be ignored.

Boil, boil, Wang Jian'an finished the meeting and leaned on the windowsill to look down.

Seeing that the senior director who convened the meeting left in a car, he paced back to his desk with a serious expression, and after a few sips of tea, he said to his colleagues in the office:

"Lao Li, I have something going on at home, let's go first, you are here for a while."

……

Wang Jian'an, who is quite an official in the unit, is not him when he is out of the scope of the unit.

Pedaling the back of the bicycle, you can see that he is actually only in his early thirties.

Wang Jian'an is in a hurry. Director Rory is so long-winded, what a delay, he booked a table at five o'clock in the evening, and now it's four o'clock, and he has to go to the department store to buy a lipstick for his daughter-in-law.

Learn young people to be romantic, that has to match.

But why lipstick?

Wang Jian'an had already seen that Chu Yiqing's big red lips were not pleasing to the eye. Big red lips, kissing always feels poisoned.

Another one he really can't understand the aesthetics of women. He likes his daughter-in-law's lips to be the natural pink, not the scaresome red, as if she had eaten a dead child.

Wang Jian'an, who was pedaling his bicycle and hurrying, was sweating on his bike, he stood in front of the counter and said quickly:

"Which is the most expensive? I want the pink one. No powder? Pink is fine, too! After taking two steps, he asked the teller again, "Can you find me a small box and a small bag to put on?" ”

Out of the compensatory psychology of the tired daughter-in-law four times last night, Wang Jian'an cherished the scene of the old husband and wife dating later, and the imagination that he believed that he could find a place with Chu Yiqing, he used the bicycle as a hot wheel, trying to mobilize the passion that was long gone.

At the entrance of the company, a woman wearing a big cool hat covering half of her face was talking to a doorman in her forties.

The doorman's wife is from a factory with her, and Li Chunlan only inadvertently learned about it half a month ago.

Because of this relationship, although the doorman was very puzzled, Li Chunlan saw a man getting off the car and asked, "Who is this?" But I can still say that I will answer one or two sentences.

But everything happens for a reason, the doorman is still a little vigilant, and then his wife's colleague, it has to be about the same, and finally after being asked two more people, he said:

"Who are you looking for? It's a hassle to ask. I have a phone here, and I can call the duty room on the first floor to help you find it. ”

The two were talking, Wang Jian'an dialed the bell, and the doorman hurriedly untied the key on his waist to open the safety door, knowing that Wang Jian'an loved to check, and whispered to Li Chunlan while unlocking the key:

"This is our Mr. Chu's lover. I'm going to ask you later, and you'll say it's my relative, and we can't just release people here. ”

But when the doorman opened the door, the woman he had just told to wear a cool hat jumped forward and said calmly to Wang Jian'an:

"You are Chu Yiqing's husband? I've got something to tell you, and you're going to be interested. ”

After speaking, he looked sideways at the doorman with cold eyes, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared.

Wang Jian'an narrowed his eyes, and he stared at the thin woman in front of him scrutinically:

"Okay."