"Let go!"

Zhou Beijing ordered to run in a deep voice.

ran away and was frightened, and looked back at Zhou Beijing in a daze, making sure that Zhou Beijing was yelling at her, and immediately pouted, and tears came out at once.

The more she cried, the more strength she had in her hands, and it hurt when she dragged Lu Qianning's handful of heads.

"Don't cry, don't cry, run, be obedient, let go of your hand." Lu Qianning couldn't see their father and daughter, so he could only fumb his hand to pat the little hand that ran to let her go.

It seems that he realized that he had grabbed something in his hand, and he was crying with a sigh, so he let go of his hand.

Lu Qianning's ponytail had already been scratched, and after raising his head, he looked at Ran Ran first, and the distress in his eyes was very strong.

"Can't you just stand farther away?" Jia Jia said unhappily, "Also, you hurry up."

Suddenly, Lu Qianning realized that he was in Zhou Beijing's arms.

She quickly withdrew, tidied up her clothes, and bowed slightly at Zhou Beijing, "I'm sorry Mr. Zhou."

"It's okay." Zhou Beijing glanced at Jiajia, and the displeasure in his eyes was obvious.

But Jiajia thought that Lu Qianning had upset him, and rummaged through things in his bag to tease him.

Ran ran ignored it, lying on Zhou Beijing's shoulder, his small body twitching and twitching.

It seemed to be pumped on Lu Qianning's heart.

When the elevator reached her floor, she could only go down first, and as soon as she returned to her seat, she heard Ren Minjie come over and say, "I have a big task waiting for me today."

"What's the big task?" Lu Qianning put down the bag, took off the down jacket and hung it up.

Ren Minjie took out his mobile phone and flipped it to a group, I don't know which group it is, and it is also from Wang Yuan's internal group.

"It is said that Mr. Zhou may have to work in our company as a project planning consultant in the future, which can be regarded as a favor for Mr. Qin, and the second is ...... He wants to pick a suitable employee in the company to show him the child temporarily." Ren Minjie took a screenshot directly and sent the news to Lu Qianning's mobile phone.

In order to make a show, I also put forward a few requirements, what kind of gentle personality and so on.

The main thing is that you like to run.

There are many people who meet the requirements in the first few items.

But the last one is tantamount to tailor-made for Lu Qianning.

She smiled, put her phone away, and got to work.

At ten o'clock in the morning, she received a text message from Zhou Beijing, saying that Qin Mingcheng had rented the house next door.

This afternoon he went over to sign the contract, and then he went home to pack his belongings and went to live there in the evening.

He reminded him extraordinarily: [Voluntarily sign up to take care of the runners, you should be positive. 】

For fear that she would mess up, he was uneasy between the lines.

Lu Qianning sneered lightly, and then when Zhang Ying asked who was willing to sign up, he rushed decisively.

After all, everyone is white-collar workers, and it's not sure how long Zhou Beijing will be here.

In case it takes a long time, taking care of the children for months puts the work on hold, and you may lose your job.

So most of the people who went voluntarily had some careful thoughts.

For example, he can fly on the branches and become a phoenix, and there is a lack of money to come for this short-term high salary.

Lu Qianning is different from them, she just ran to take care of her.

Ren Minjie said to join in the fun, so that he could not go to work in the afternoon, participate in a selection, and finally go back.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, only the two of them signed up in the administrative department, and they went up to the top floor together to submit their own information, and listened to the specific precautions for taking care of children for a long time.

Interview them separately.

Then the results will be announced tomorrow morning, and those who can take care of Ran Pao will go straight to office tomorrow morning.

In the evening, Lu Qianning got rid of the people who followed him after work and drove directly to the lakeside villa.

Zhou Beijing helped her drag Qin Mingcheng and Wang Jiayi, so she shook off the villa area where her tail was open, and found the specific one that Zhou Beijing sent over.

But she didn't expect to see a familiar figure in the community.

Separated by one

A small flower bed, a woman carrying a shopping bag, hurriedly walking.

Looking at the back, it was a little familiar, but she couldn't slow down, and after rushing over quickly, she looked again in the rearview mirror.

Ye Xinning?

She slammed on the brakes, stabilized and looked at it again, and there was no trace of the road, but a shadow entered the villa next to her.

She pursed her lips, thought for a moment and called Huo Kunzhi to ask, "Did you find Ye Xinning?"

"Nope." Huo Kunzhi's voice contained infinite depth, "I will dig her out even if I dig three feet into the ground."

That's what it means to still be looking.

She wasn't sure if she had read it wrong, so after a brief chat, she hung up the phone and went home.

After a while, Zhou Beijing also came back with a run, and she looked like a thief all night, for fear that Qin Mingcheng would suddenly come over to grab the bag at that moment.

Lai also survived this night, and she is not afraid that Qin Mingcheng will come over again tomorrow.

However, if Qin Mingcheng knew that she would live next door to his house in the future, he might have to temporarily move in the middle of the night.

Sign up together to take care of the runners, and Jiajia.

Although Zhou Beijing refused, there was no more straightforward refusal on the grounds that the director of Jiajia Company could not afford to ask for it.

So early the next morning, after arriving at Wang Yuan again, Lu Qianning, Ren Minjie and a dozen other women gathered in the conference room, waiting to be selected by Zhou Beijing.

Jiajia was the last to come in with Zhou Beijing, so she glanced at the group of people, and then the group of people automatically moved out of the way and gave up the position next to the first place.

"Brother Zhou, please." Jia Jia smiled at Zhou Beijing, and after Zhou Beijing took his seat, he pulled out a chair and sat down.

Brother Zhou.

Lu Qianning lowered his head and pulled his sleeve down, otherwise the goosebumps on his arms would fall to the ground.

"Now, I'll give you one last chance, and if you want to go, go directly." Jiajia suddenly opened her mouth and looked at everyone, and the meaning was self-evident.

There was silence for a few seconds, and immediately someone got up and left.

Ren Minjie thought about it, and leaned over to Lu Qianning's side and whispered, "Why don't we go too, I offended this ancestor and didn't have good fruit to eat."

"Let's go." Lu Qianning thought, anyway, Ren Minjie is also here to make soy sauce, and it is unnecessary to offend Jiajia for this.

Ren Minjie didn't know what she thought, and when he saw that she didn't leave, he could only stand up and leave.

Originally, there were more than ten, but five or six left at once, and only seven or eight people remained.

Jia Jia remembered these people one by one. z.br>

"Let's get started." Zhou Beijing said in a deep voice.

Jiajia was the first to speak, "Let me tell you first, I graduated from a foreign country—"

"Wait." Zhou Beijing interrupted her, "There is nothing to compare with this kind of thing, I choose to see the child is not the teacher, so let Run Run choose it yourself."

With that, he placed the little milk bag on the long table, "Whoever she crawls to find, she will decide."

Jiajia was stunned, and then she didn't know what to think, and her eyebrows were happy, "Okay, then let her choose by herself!"

After saying that, she took out a few lollipops in her bag, put them on the table, and ran away and waved.

She stood first, ran closer, and came out with something tempting, and the others immediately looked disappointed.