Chapter 102 Cold War
With a stomach full of chaos, he returned to Li Shucheng's shop. In any case, after all, it is a person who has died once, after all, it is a person who has experienced so many people. How can you let yourself set goals disordered because of this or that.
After I went and returned, it was almost lunchtime, and there were already several customers in the store. After a whole week of propaganda campaigns, Mr. Li's shop has finally come back to life. Although it is still a short time, the seating rate is now about 30 percent, when there were almost no customers entering the hotel at noon.
After looking around, he didn't see Huo Jing, who had always appeared on time at this point, Luo Qiong was a little disappointed.
Seeing her go and return, she shouldered two jobs alone, and she was already in a hurry, and yelled at her eagerly. Then he plunged headlong into the kitchen. It can be seen that this is a rather serious man. He's really busy.
So Luo Qiong didn't get angry with her.
Busy work was indeed the best way to solve her worries, at least after the short busy time of lunch, she had stopped thinking about the little trivial things about herself and her mother. Horizontally and vertically, for her in her current state, those are really just trivial things.
People are going to die, so she found out and confirmed her relationship with her mother, so what?
Now that she is now, will she change something because of the truth?
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Holding his tired body back to Sun's house, he happened to meet Huang Jianliang at the fountain in the garden in the front yard.
Seeing Luo Qiong come back, the man who was answering the phone, although he pretended to be angry, snorted and quickly moved his head away. But even if Luo Qiong is a fool, he can see that the reason why this man is here to answer the phone again is completely to wait for her.
Since yesterday's auction, probably because she didn't listen to him at the time, she left the venue and went home early, and for a whole day today, Huang Jianliang has been posing like he is going to die. The kind of reluctance that has obviously suffered a great grievance, but has to swallow his anger, just because of his unwillingness in his heart. In short, it's hypocritical. Even the morning work, which has always been rain or shine and never stops, the man refuses to perform.
This morning the man did not come in to dress her, nor read her the newspaper, nor did he give her a morning work report.
Do you know how ecstatic it is when the expression of the heroine of romance appears on a man?
Now what is in front of Luo Qiong's eyes is like this.
Since the other party is indifferent to herself for inexplicable reasons, she, a person who never thinks she is wrong, naturally will not use a hot face to stick to a cold ass. Tilting her head slightly, as if the person in front of her didn't exist, she passed by him obliviously.
Ahead, at the side gate of Sun's house, Xie Junyi was already waiting there, and when he saw the coldness between the two, he greeted him very familiarly.
In the morning, when he saw that Huang Jianliang did not send his wife out, the man was sensitive to his opportunity. The main palace and the head of the family are in a cold war, isn't it the best time for him, a concubine, to take the throne.
Warmly welcomed Luo Qiong in, and the man respectfully did all the work that should have been done by his wife to welcome her husband home. At the entrance, he helped her take off the high heels that were not comfortable on her feet, but they were necessary for women to go out, and put comfortable cotton slippers on her. The comfort of the whole soles of her feet being released made Luo Qiong moan uncontrollably.
Xie Junyi skillfully walked behind Luo Qiong and removed the professional coat that she wore on her body, which was very energetic but not very comfortable, and assisted her in putting on a relatively comfortable home-style coat. Then, the little maid who had been standing by for a long time greeted her with hot water and a towel dripping with aromatherapy oil. Dip a finger in and test the water. Just right.
Put the towel in, then wring it up, respectfully handed it to Luo Qiong, let her wipe her cheeks and hands to refresh herself, and finally served her favorite flower and fruit tea at the moment. After a cup of strong black tea, smell the faint fragrance floating in the air.
Luo Qiong felt that she was alive again.
Because Xie Junyi did not close the side door when he did this, Huang Jianliang, who was reluctant to guard the door, saw it clearly. He let him clearly see that the work that should have been done by his husband could not only be done, but also better. After all, compared to Huang Jianliang's acquired learning, he Xie Junyi can be authentic after everyone.
Speaking of how to serve people, it is natural that he Xie Junyi is more talented and understands women better.
Xie Junyi did everything to the fullest, and it was natural. But at the same time, he is so conformist, and there is no behavior at all that goes beyond his current status. For example, when he took off her shoes, he didn't take the opportunity to rub her. Although the man could tell that the soles of the woman's feet were in extreme exhaustion at this time. Think of a woman who is not used to wearing high heels, after running for a whole day in eight centimeters, the soles of her feet will be in a state of extreme exhaustion.
For another example, when he handed her a towel, he didn't take the opportunity to wipe her face.
Then, it's the most official time of the day. According to Western etiquette, dinner is the main meal every day, so when Luo Qiong sat on the main seat, everyone gathered in the dining room. Sit in your own place and quietly listen to the instructions of the head of the family.
Of course, this switch is a Chinese etiquette, which is called morning and dusk meditation.
Of course, due to the fact that the head of the house is a professional woman, the etiquette of this day twice a day has been reduced to only the evening time, and even the place has been moved to the dining table in a combination of Chinese and Western ways.
This is quite a meal, and Tan Liang, who is wearing the standard dress of the official family, stands aside to serve. After a week of adaptation, although compared to the official Nolelle, this girl is more than a star and a half worse. But for a man who suddenly parachuted into a high position, she did quite well. At least no one here could single out what she wasn't.
Tonight, although Tan Liang lost Huang Jianliang, a good helper, she unexpectedly had another helper - Xie Junyi. However, just like Huang Jianliang, Xie Junyi's service object is limited to the head of the family, Sun Xiaoyou.
Because a Western-style dinner must not be without wine, Tan Liang and Xie Junyi both put their hands behind their backs to serve the people they serve.
The scene in front of him was even more lofty than when Huang Jianliang was waiting by his side. At least Xie Junyi's style of being a young master from a well-rounded family, the kind of elegance and atmosphere that is almost integrated into the bone marrow, is Huang Jianliang, who was born at the grassroots, can't learn it no matter how he learns.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Huang Jianliang's expression became even stiffer.
Since it is a standard Western-style dinner, it is natural to follow Western etiquette. Compared with the food of Chinese dinner, the dining table is one of the orthodox social places in the West, so at the dinner table, Luo Qiong and Kina have a sentence to talk about. Because of the sudden airborne high-level, Kina has been locking herself in her office for the past two days, studying everything about the Sun family without leaving her home. Of course, there is also the ledger supplied by Luo Qiong and copied by Liu Sese.
Today, it's finally time to submit your work achievements.
However, dinner is a public occasion after all, and the two will not talk much about work here, they will only talk about some superficial things. As for the more in-depth content, they will go to the study later for the next step of the secret talk.
Seeing these two dedicated people, Huang Jianliang's expression at this time was no longer stiff, but directly twitching.
Ya, before today, reporting to the head of the family has always been his privilege.
As for the study, it was also his exclusive domain.
Now, seeing several privileges exclusive to himself, because of his little temper, he was instantly divided up by a few outsiders. The life of his wife, Sun Xiaoyou, has not only become worse because of the departure of her husband, but has become better.
It's a real heart-wrenching experience.
After dinner, the two met again on the stairs, and he looked at her with an embarrassed expression. And she, leading the newcomer, the rising star Kina who has risen to prominence in recent years, will enter the study and further deprive him of his power.
Those powers that were meant to belong to him.
Seeing his wife, who completely ignored his discomfort and led the newcomer away like that, Huang Jianliang almost couldn't hold back for a while. He almost rushed up and grabbed her and asked, "How can you be like this, how can you not care about my feelings." Don't you love my husband anymore? Don't you care about your husband's feelings anymore? ”