The first update

"Where did you find this hard-hearted woman?" Ning Qing got out of a car.

Qingyu ignored him, Ning Yi called the third uncle who had just finished the operation, and the two of them originally wanted to find a place to have some supper, but they happened to see Qingyu and the old man talking at the entrance of the alley.

Ning Yi looked at the car first and felt that his nephew was clumsy this time. As a result, he looked at the way the two of them spoke, and knew with his toenails that these two must not be the kind of relationship he thought. The main thing is that the expressions of the two are too similar.

"There is Amma who can afford to drive such a car, and he is an executive of a large company, nephew, do you really think you can catch up?" Ning Qing still reminded his nephew at that time. But as soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yi jumped out of the car and chased after Qingyu.

Ning Qing reluctantly got out of the car, went to the driver's seat and drove to follow them, looking at it from a distance, there was only one saying that could be explained, shaving your head and burdening your head are hot.

He had no choice but to stop and call his nephew.

"I don't think she's hard-hearted, we've just grown up." Ning Yi retorted, but as soon as he turned around, he rushed back in a hurry, but an uncle in a green vest politely saluted him, "No parking is allowed here!" Trouble driver's license! ”

"Third uncle!" Ning Yi jumped to his feet and glared at the third uncle.

"Your car." Ning Qing shook his head with his hands behind his back.

Qingyu took a bath and continued to deal with the work she hadn't done during the day at her desk. Now she is doing a plan for the relocation of the headquarters, and if she wants to fight a perfect turnaround, she really can't make a mistake in every step, where can she see, on the street downstairs, a pair of uncles and nephews complain to each other in the face of fines.

At Lang's house, the old man Lang entered the house with a black face, and Mrs. Lang hurriedly came over to take his coat and hat.

"Have you seen Qingyu?" Mrs. Lang asked busily.

"Water!" The old man didn't bother to speak, and roared.

Mrs. Lang was busy hanging her clothes while asking someone to pour water, and the old nanny brought water, not to Old Man Lang, but to Mrs. Lang, and Mrs. Lang brought it to Old Man Lang.

"Xiaojie called back today and said that he did well in the exam." Xiaojie is the son of Mrs. Lang and is only eighteen years old.

The old man didn't hear it, drank all the water in one gulp, and went into the study by himself.

Mrs. Lang sighed lightly, took the cup to the kitchen by herself, washed it and returned to its place, came out to look at the door of the study, struggled for a while, and knocked on the door and went in.

"Old man, Qingyu still doesn't want to come back for dinner?" Mrs. Lang has no conflict of interest with Qingyu now, and she doesn't mind being generous with their father and daughter.

"Is this her home?" The old man replied coldly.

Mrs. Lang smiled, yes, this house was bought again after Qingyu's mother died, and even a nail here was picked by herself, and Qingyu would not find everything here 100%.

As for the old house, Qingyu's mother left a will, and let it be sold to Qingyu to go to school abroad. So in this Beijing city, there has long been no trace of Qingyu's mother.

But these have a half-dime relationship with her, and the will was left by herself, and she didn't let Qingyu come to live.

But this, she will never tell the old man for the rest of her life, she smiled and went to make a cup of tea, "She went abroad at such a young age, and you are so stubborn that you refuse to see her." Now where can you blame your daughter for being estranged from you. So, for Xiaojie, don't do this, it won't be difficult to mend the relationship in the future. ”

The old man didn't want to speak, and tilted his head and closed his eyes.

Mrs. Lang smiled, got up and gently rubbed Old Man Lang's temples, "Don't be angry, I just feel strange when I see Qingyu, turn around, I'll send her something to eat." These days in the hospital, she is still willing to say a few words to me. ”

The old man's face slowly relaxed, and Mrs. Lang's smile became brighter.

Qingyu's series of plans were repeatedly deduced by herself before they were handed over to Walt. Walter looked at it seriously and laughed from beginning to end.

Because it's a great streamlining plan, not the simplistic and crude approach they imply in private. The proposal went to the board of directors and had to be unanimously approved, ensuring that no one would say a word. But he was a participant, and he knew the meaning of every word behind it.

"Yu, you are my angel!" Of course, Walter knew why the plan was made the way it was, and he couldn't tell the truth at this critical time.

"If you agree, then take it to the board!" Qingyu smiled and nodded. At this time, even if someone recorded, it was impossible to catch her in the slightest.

This is the way things are in the world, even if Walter came to find her in person, she knew that she was in the same boat as Walter, but if she trusted Walter completely, then she would have to doubt her own IQ.

There is absolutely no problem with her plan, so the problems are all in the operation, she understands human nature too well, and there is no problem of improper operation, but as long as this plan is implemented, none of the guys sent by the main department in Shanghai can be saved.

As long as they fall off the horse, then what reason is there for the headquarters to fire them. Even if the headquarters insisted on them leaving, the headquarters would have to pay a huge price. They have to hold their worth high and make people beg them to go.

"How's your body? I heard that you are still taking Chinese medicine? Walt landed on a big rock and looked at Qingyu busily. He imagined Chinese medicine to be similar to witchcraft, but he respected Qingyu's 'faith'.

"Much better, Walter, I have to say, Western medicine is good outside, and if I am injured, I must believe in Western medicine's surgery. But when it comes to toning the body, there's nothing better than Chinese medicine. It's like Chinese food! Qingyu smiled and sold to Walt.

"Well, it seems to me that you might as well go to church and pray." Walter made a cross on his chest.

"Well, I respect your faith!" Qingyu smiled, Walter didn't persuade herself to see a Western doctor, and she couldn't force him to see a Chinese doctor.

The two looked at each other and laughed, Qingyu came out of Walt's room with the folder, and Xiao Zhao was waiting for her outside, holding her phone in her hand. Before she entered Walt's room, she would always give Xiao Zhao the phone. Never upset your boss with your phone call.

"Doctor Ning!" Xiao Zhao whispered in Qingyu's ear.

Qingyu was stunned for a moment, Doctor Ning is Ning Qing, shouldn't the person who called her be Ning Yi?

"Hello, I'm Lang Qingyu." Qingyu took the phone, cold but polite.

"Hello, Miss Lang, my master has arrived in Beijing, and he wants to ask for a pulse for you." Ning Qing's tone this time was very formal. Under normal circumstances, the pulse is not used here, it is the patient's request to the doctor. However, if it is a superior person, in a situation where the doctor is unsure, the third-party doctor wants to see the patient's pulse, so he has to ask so politely.

Qingyu looked at the time, "Where is Mr. Li now?" ”