When Guan Zhifeng came to the home of his former mother-in-law Yang Meijuan, located in the Yayuan Community in the east of the city, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

During this period, Yang Meijuan took advantage of the gap between stewed pork ribs and sent him WeChat several times, but he didn't reply.

was so anxious that Yang Meijuan sent more than a dozen voices in a row.

It wasn't until Yang Yali went out of the office that Guan Zhifeng picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat.

"Zhifeng, why don't you reply to my WeChat, are you in a meeting?"

"The ribs will be stewed in ten minutes, come back quickly."

"What are you going to drink tonight?" I think it's better to drink some red wine. ”

"Is that okay? If I could, I'd turn it on and wake up first. ”

"I've got two bottles of Lafite and one bottle of Latour, which flavor do you like?"

"Message me back!"

"You're not going to change your mind, are you?"

"I've stewed the ribs, and I've woken up with the Lafite, so I'll be waiting for you to come back."

"Zhifeng, are you coming back soon?"

"Please, will you reply quickly?"

"You're not in a meeting, don't you talk back, I'll call your phone!"

Etcetera.

The voice is extremely sweet, like a little sister who is just beginning to fall in love, calling her brother affectionately.

Guan Zhifeng tightened his nose, smiled slightly, and replied:

"Just finished the meeting, and I'll be back in about half an hour."

Yang Meijuan quickly replied to him with a smile, and then sent another voice message:

"Thank goodness, then I'll stew the ribs for a while longer, and the meat will be rotten before it tastes good."

"There are three more dishes, I'll fry them when you're almost home, soon."

Guan Zhifeng waited for a while before giving her a 'yes' expression.

Putting down the phone, Guan Zhifeng got up and went to Huang Zhanyan's office to take a look.

Seeing that Secretary Huang and Li Xuesong were still studying the documents.

I said hello and asked if I needed help?

Huang Zhanyan looked at Guan Zhifeng at the door and said, "No." The day after tomorrow, I went to the city for a meeting, and I had a material to explain to Cedar. ”

"It's half past seven, and you haven't gotten off work yet?"

Seeing that Li Xuesong also raised his head to look at him, Guan Zhifeng's eyes did not tilt towards her, but looked directly at Huang Zhanyan and said:

"I just finished arranging the acceptance work of the rectification of the management department tomorrow, and I saw that you haven't left yet, so I'll come and have a look."

Huang Zhanyan waved her hand at him and urged, "Let's get off work, it won't take long for me here." ”

Guan Zhifeng took his leave.

Behind him, he felt that the two women stared at his back for a while, and then lowered their heads to study the material.

Guan Zhifeng walked out of the office building and went to the canteen and the logistics area for a turn.

I see that many positions are still busy working overtime.

Zhao Dajun is directing the 4D management system on the wall in the kitchen.

The so-called 4D management refers to a kind of on-site management of catering enterprises, also known as the four on-site management systems in place, referred to as 4D management.

The main purpose is to standardize and unify all the items, equipment and the behavior of all people in the catering area, and intuitively reflect it through clear labeling.

The purpose is to prevent food safety and operational accidents, effectively reduce costs, and improve service efficiency. Many hotels and catering enterprises are now generally implementing this simple and effective management method.

Zhao Dajun is doing these jobs in the canteen, which shows that he has really worked hard this time.

In the distance, someone signaled Guan Zhifeng to come over, and Zhao Dajun hurriedly stepped forward with a courteous smile on his face.

Hearing Guan Zhifeng say to take a look at it casually, he put down what he was doing and accompanied him to various areas.

With everything that happened this afternoon, the current Guan Zhifeng is simply a mountain-like existence in Zhao Dajun's eyes.

Moreover, the top of the mountain is still shrouded in misty clouds, and it is difficult to see the true face.

Along the way, Zhao Dajun kept introducing his instructions to Guan Zhifeng in the past few days, how much importance he attached to it, and how serious he worked hard.

Guan Zhifeng praised him a few words.

Zhao Dajun thanked again and again.

After turning the last area, Guan Zhifeng encouraged him again, told him about tomorrow's acceptance, and let him continue to go back to work.

Guan Zhifeng went back to the office to clean up, turned off the lights and locked the door, and went downstairs straight to his Tiguan car.

When I got out of the county party committee compound and drove to the Yayuan community, it was exactly eight o'clock.

Yang Meijuan's house is the inheritance left to her by her second husband, the uncle and brother of her former husband, that is, Ni Weiwei's father.

In addition, there are millions of savings, which is enough for her to live a good life.

This community, where most of the people live in the county's wealthy class, is far away from the gathering area of government officials.

When Guan Zhifeng came here, he didn't have to worry too much about meeting colleagues in the county.

Even so, Guan Zhifeng chose to park the car in a building across the building from Yang Meijuan, and the car could be seen on the third floor where she was.

Locking the car door, Guan Zhifeng looked around. No one paid attention to him.

The ex-son-in-law, who visited the widowed ex-mother-in-law's house late at night, is very reverie in itself.

What's more, Yang Meijuan's figure and appearance do not match her age in any aspect.

If you look at it from the back, you think it's a young woman. It is even more easy to attract the attention of men.

Fortunately, for so many years, there have been no scandals, otherwise, Guan Zhifeng would not have come to the door again.

Entering the building, Guan Zhifeng climbed the stairs.

Come to the door of 302 and gently slam on the door.

Almost as soon as his finger tapped on it, it opened.

Yang Meijuan grabbed Guan Zhifeng's arm with a smile and dragged him into the hallway.

closed the door and threw himself into Guan Zhifeng's arms.

The mouth kissed him frantically on the face.

Rapid breathing, spraying on his face tickling.

"Wait, I haven't changed my shoes yet." Guan Zhifeng tried to push her away.

Yang Meijuan refused, hugged Guan Zhifeng's body, pressed the two rounds on his chest tightly against his chest, her lips still kissed wildly on his face, and she took a moment and said:

"You don't have to change it."

Guan Zhifeng saw her hungry and thirsty, and couldn't help but smile:

"I'm in such a hurry, I won't leave right away."

"Didn't you hear thunder in my stomach?"

Yang Meijuan finished kissing him on the eyes and nose, and pecked him a few times on the mouth.

Seeing that Guan Zhifeng closed his mouth and didn't respond, he let go of him and said:

"Okay, let's eat first."

turned around and took Guan Zhifeng's hand and walked into the house.

I'm afraid that Guan Zhifeng will slip away.

Guan Zhifeng straightened up, kicked off his shoes with a bow left and right, looked down and found the large slippers that had been placed at the door and put them on his feet, and then let her drag herself into the living room.

It is a two-bedroom house.

It is the smallest one in Yang Meijuan's real estate, and it is also the pattern she prefers.

The house was kept in good order by her.

The living room is furnished with rosewood leaves, and the bedroom is in a classic bed style.

The whole room is full of warm atmosphere, and there is no lack of taste of rich and noble people.

Guan Zhifeng has been here a few times and recognizes Yang Meijuan's aesthetics.

At this time, on the rosewood dining table, the blue and white porcelain soup bowl of stewed pork ribs has been placed.

Another stir-fried okra looks like it has just been fried.

Yang Meijuan was still wearing an apron, but the spatula was placed on the windowsill.

Apparently, she was looking out of the window.

Seeing Guan Zhifeng get out of the car, he quickly put down the spatula and ran to the door to wait.