Chapter Ninety-Seven: What Are You Doing?
The car returned to the apartment building, and Li Junzhe hadn't woken up yet, so Nan Lingxuan said to the bodyguard: "Brother bodyguard, you go down first." ”
The bodyguard nodded and pushed the door down.
The chaebol woman, he, the little bodyguard, doesn't dare to offend, and he is not Long Aotian, so he doesn't dare to smile crookedly.
Soon, time passed minute by minute, Li Junzhe was made to wake up by the movement below, and looked down to see that it was Nan Lingxuan working hard.
Touching her hair, he said indistinctly, "I can't stretch here." ”
"Huh?"
"But I try to adapt to the environment."
"Oh."
……
The sun is rising, and it's a beautiful day.
Last night, in order to repay Li Junzhe for not delving into her ex-boyfriend, Nan Lingxuan rewarded Li Junzhe well.
So today, Li Junzhe is extraordinarily spiritual.
"Are you coming back at night?" As soon as Li Junzhe was about to go out, Nan Lingxuan walked up to him and asked softly.
Li Junzhe touched Nan Lingxuan's ears: "If you don't come, your waist will be broken if you come again, you study hard, I won't bother you these days." ”
Nan Lingxuan saw that Li Junzhe was no longer interested and did not entangle, so she nodded: "Hmm." ”
After saying that, Li Junzhe left the apartment.
Came to the headquarters of Chenxing and went straight to his office.
Zhang Ziyan saw Li Junzhe coming, stood up from his seat, bowed, Li Junzhe smiled and nodded, the child has done a good job in the past two days, he is a good seedling, and it is worth cultivating.
Sitting at the desk, two stacks of folders come into view, busy with other things these days, and yesterday I took another day off, so the work is piling up now.
Sometimes Li Junzhe thinks why he is so busy when he has achieved financial freedom.
Later, I figured it out, maybe work is the only little thing to look forward to living in the world for their chaebols, otherwise there are no worries, no things, and every day is eating, drinking, and having fun, how boring it is.
Opening the first document, Li Junzhe looked at it.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you can see noon when you look at it, during which I only drank two cups of coffee, but I only processed five servings, which is a dime.
Zhang Ziyan knew that Li Junzhe was busy today, so he went to the restaurant and delivered the meal to Li Junzhe's office.
"Vice President, it's time for lunch."
Li Junzhe looked up, smelled the fragrance in the air, and then stood up: "What kind of rice?" ”
Zhang Ziyan said: "Today's summer dinner, the chef is a Chinese special chef. ”
"Ha, then I'm going to have a good taste of the special chef." Li Junzhe sat on the sofa, looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, full of color, flavor and flavor, and nodded: "Yes, have you eaten?" ”
Zhang Ziyan said: "I'll wait for you to finish eating, and after cleaning up, I'll go to the restaurant to eat." ”
Li Junzhe shook his head: "Let's fight now, let's eat together, otherwise it will be late and everything you want to eat will be gone." ”
"This ......"
"Go, go, go."
Zhang Ziyan saw that Li Junzhe insisted, so he could only be obedient.
Fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy stir-fried bullfrog, beef stew with potatoes, stir-fried wheat vegetables, plus a West Lake beef soup.
"Chinese people just know how to eat." Li Junzhe shook his head, took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, the thick sauce aroma was incomparable: "Axi! How can there be such delicious beef in this world? ”
In an instant, all six pieces of beef were processed.
After eating halfway, Zhang Ziyan came over with the food.
"Why is your meal different from mine?" Li Junzhe originally wanted to take Zhang Ziyan's beef for himself, but found that Zhang Ziyan's meal was not four dishes and one soup, but an ordinary bowl of fried noodles.
Zhang Ziyan said sincerely: "Of course it's different, you are the vice president, and I am the little secretary." ”
Lee Jun-chul really hadn't paid attention to this matter before, because Kim Yun-jeong ate the same as himself.
"That's right...... Is your noodles delicious? ”
Zhang Ziyan nodded: "It's delicious." ”
"Why is there so little meat in it?"
Zhang Ziyan said: "No, the normal amount, there is no gap with what is sold outside, eat noodles today, eat rice tomorrow, and there will be more meat." ”
Li Junzhe thought about it, this staff meal is a little simpler, so he is going to improve the food for the employees, this meal does not cost much, there is no need to save it from the inside.
"I'll go and tell the logistics staff for a while, and ask them to add 30% of the meat to the staff meals and eat better."
Zhang Ziyan heard Li Junzhe's words and nodded happily: "Okay." ”
Because of the restriction on the import of agricultural products, the price of meat products on the peninsula has always been very expensive, and ordinary people are now so economically developed, and eating meat is still a very enjoyable thing, so Zhang Ziyan is also happy to add meat to his meals in the future.
As soon as he finished eating, Li Junzhe was about to rest for a while, and Zheng Dazhong walked in very inappropriately.
"Vice President."
Li Junzhe glared angrily, this guy is really blind.
"What for?"
Zheng Dazhong saw that Li Junzhe seemed to be in a bad mood, and his tone of voice instantly weakened: "Today, President Zhang Fuzhen called, saying that the research institute has started research and development now, and I will see if you have time to go." ”
After the establishment of the research institute, Li Junzhe originally planned to find a place in the Chengnan Development Zone, but it was too late in time, so he could only borrow the original research place, and now it has been officially established.
"Then why don't she call me directly, why are you calling?"
Zheng Dazhong shook his head: "I don't know about this." ”
Li Junzhe sat on his chair and thought about it, but there was nothing wrong with him, why did he suddenly feel unfamiliar.
The matter of cooperating by means should not make Zhang Fuzhen, a woman, have any trouble with herself.
So why is that?
Lee Jun-chul fell into deep contemplation, and felt that it was difficult for him to figure out what was at stake.
……
"Mom, just call Uncle Junzhe, you ignore people, how can people like you." Zhang Jingtai sat in Zhang Fuzhen's arms, and his two little short legs kept kicking, wanting to die or live.
Zhang Fuzhen was also annoyed: "You are a child, and the management of the family is still wide, have you studied well?" ”
"If you learn well, you get a perfect score every time, don't you know about this?"
Zhang Fuzhen: ......
Since the divorce began to go through the process, Zhang Jingtai has been blowing the wind in Zhang Fuzhen's ears.
As the saying goes, good things are grinding, maybe Zhang Fuzhen didn't have any ideas originally, but now he is broken by Zhang Jingtai every day, and he feels a little wrong, and sometimes even thinks that Li Junzhe is his own person.