There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Just as NICK expected, He Lianquan didn't even lift his eyelids after hearing his advice, stretched out his hand and kneaded the center of his brows, and then said calmly: "Several major European countries have already walked around, basically we can rule out the Suspicion, then pay attention to maintaining more contacts with other regions, and you will take over the business in Europe."

He Lianquan's words have the meaning of being a hands-off shopkeeper. NICK has been with Helian Quan for so many years and has the ability to be alone. In addition, He Lianquan really doesn't have more energy to take care of all things, so Directly hand over half of the decision-making power to NICK.

But NICK was very reluctant—although this was an opportunity he couldn't ask for, but at the same time it represented Helian Quan's decadence and retreat. As a person who has been with Helian Quan for many years, he really It is unacceptable that Helian Quan, who has been fighting for life and death, does this.

But what if you don’t agree to He Lianquan’s request now? If He Lianquan is forced to take responsibility, I’m afraid it will be easier to collapse than now. Come out of grief.

It's not that NICK doesn't believe in He Lianquan's friendship with Zhen Jiabao. After Zhen Jiabao disappeared, NICK, as a bystander who has been watching the progress of the relationship between the two, is also anxious. more important.

"Okay President, I have arranged to fly back to China tomorrow afternoon. Di Yan's board meeting will be held the day after tomorrow. These are the documents required for the meeting."

NICK handed the document in front of Helian Quan to put it down, and then consciously came out of the study room, leaving the space for himself.

After closing the door and turning around, I saw my aunt coming from the corridor with a bowl of hot porridge in her hand, and sighed softly when she saw Nick coming out of Helian Quan's study room in the middle of the night.

"Is he still working?" Aunt asked in a low voice as she walked up to Nick and stood still in front of NICK with the fragrant bowl of shredded chicken and bamboo shoot porridge.

Nick didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Auntie's face showed undisguised worry and sorrow. Since she was a child, He Lianquan had always listened to her, so this time, Auntie deliberately put aside the matter of Sicily and rushed over here, but it was only when she really arrived here that she found Zhen Jiabao's disappearance. Regarding how important He Lianquan was, when she saw this child who had grown up with her, her aunt was a little afraid to recognize him.

"...Forget it, I hope Jiren will have her own destiny, Jiabao will be found as soon as possible."

My aunt shook her head, she could only pray silently in her heart for the current plan, but both he and NICK tacitly avoided that possibility—what if Zhen Jiabao couldn't find her?
When will Helian Quan get out of this emotion?Both of them were confused.

……

"I heard that girl ran away again last night?" Although he had already heard about the whole process of Zhen Jiabao's escape from the security guard—of course it was Shen Feiyu's polished version, Anderson rushed to the manor early the next morning , sitting at the dining table with Shen Feiyu, facing each other to finish their own breakfast.

Shen Feiyu's eyes froze for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and then he looked at Anderson with a normal face: "It's not like you don't know Zhen Jiabao's temperament, he's clever and weird...Of course he wants to escape when he finds a loophole."

Presumably, his threat to the little security guard last night was of some use, so Shen Feiyu decided to follow the version he made up yesterday.

"The maid who accidentally left the key has already been punished, including those security guards who didn't take a good look at it and a group of people, etc., have been cleaned up, and there must be no second time."

Anderson had always been at ease with Shen Feiyu's work, and raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"I haven't said anything yet? You are in a hurry to say good things for that girl." While speaking slowly, Anderson slowly spread butter on the toast with the knife in his hand, and then carefully removed the toast Cut it off and throw it away.

"Or are you simply covering up for that girl? I heard that the maid had already been sent home, and her parents were so frightened that they sent someone to admit their mistakes in the middle of the night. I thought something was wrong."

Anderson's casual tone made Shen Feiyu break out in a cold sweat. Shen Feiyu knew that Anderson always hated being deceived. After putting down the tableware in his hand, he wanted to get up and kneel down to admit his mistake.

This is also the rule that Shen Feiyu has set since he was raised by Anderson's side since he was a child. Once he makes a mistake, he must admit it in time, and if he hesitates a little, he will be punished.

However, Shen Feiyu was the most worry-free among the children who were raised by Anderson when he was a child, and he also knelt the least often-of course, he has not made a mistake in front of Anderson for a long time since he became sensible. When I knelt down, I just felt that this feeling was really long gone.

Anderson's face was neither yin nor yang: "I know you don't have that much kindness, which is good. They were originally servants who voluntarily sold themselves into the manor to serve. Being too kind to them is to lower your prestige."

After Anderson got old, he ate very little for breakfast. Shen Feiyu knelt there and he was not in the mood to eat. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then casually threw it aside. A servant immediately brought a The exquisitely painted tray came forward, and Anderson took the exquisite water glass from the tray, rinsed his mouth, and then spit back all the water in his mouth.

After this set of procedures was completed, Anderson continued to teach Shen Feiyu his own life experience: "Zhen Jiabao is a little girl, and she grew up in that kind of family environment, so naturally she doesn't understand these principles, but you are in that girl's house." You must remember your identity by your side, don't always listen to her."

Anderson obviously knew about Zhen Jiabao threatening his life last night to let the maid go.

Shen Feiyu couldn't help but feel frustrated in his heart - Anderson seldom set foot in this manor on weekdays. This is his future residence that he had prepared for when he was a child. live here.

But it is precisely because of this that Shen Feiyu is confident that he can hide from Anderson in this manor, because the people in this manor are all trained by himself, although they are not as savvy as Anderson's people , but Shen Feiyu always felt that the security guards working in this manor really belonged to his subordinates...but the facts proved that his idea was obviously wrong.

Even if Anderson had stated from the beginning that he would give it to the person, at this time, he would still pass on the things that he expressly prohibited from letting Anderson know.

Sure enough, compared with Anderson, he was still a lot worse. Although he didn't want to admit this fact, Shen Feiyu, who had to accept his fate, gave a wry smile.

Fortunately, Anderson didn't take his anger out on Zhen Jiabao. This may be the only luck in Shen Feiyu's heart now.

After breakfast, Anderson hurriedly changed his clothes and went out. During this period of time, he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. It was not easy to spare this morning. This is enough to prove that Anderson attaches great importance to this adopted son. .

Shen Feiyu followed Anderson step by step and wanted to send him away. By the way, he also wanted to inquire about Anderson's current attitude towards Zhen Jiabao. After all, it is not a perfect strategy to keep Zhen Jiabao in the dark. The identity was widely advertised, and it was enough for Zhen Jiabao to think wildly by herself every day.

As if he could see what Shen Feiyu was thinking, Anderson glanced at his best adopted son before getting into the car.

"Although this girl still didn't escape successfully this time, at least she has improved a bit compared to last time, just wait..."

After Anderson got into the car, his eyes were fixed, and he lightly told the driver to drive.

Shen Feiyu, who heard some clues from Anderson's words before leaving, couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, then turned back to the villa and sat on the sofa, rubbing his knees inadvertently.

It's been a long time since I knelt down in front of Anderson to admit my mistake, even my knees have forgotten the feeling.

Shen Feiyu thought of Zhen Jiabao's stubbornness last night, and Anderson's understatement when he mentioned the maid Xiaoshui today. After turning his eyes around everyone in his line of sight, he still took out his phone and gave it to him. A friend sent a message.

It really isn't very comfortable to have an overly shrewd and capable boss on his head. Even though he has the name of Anderson's future heir on his head, looking at the manor, Shen Feiyu couldn't find anyone who could make him He is at ease sent to do what he wants to do.

After sending the text message, Shen Feiyu called the new maid who served Zhen Jiabao over to check on her situation. After what happened yesterday, Shen Feiyu felt that he still could not lower his guard against Zhen Jiabao. All the maids have been cleaned for one round, and the number has doubled.

The bright lessons learned from the past, Xiaoshui's fate lies ahead, this time when the new maid was called over, her legs were trembling, for fear that she would follow in Xiaoshui's footsteps.

Zhen Jiabao was not in a good mood at the moment, he was almost used to his life in this manor. In the past, when the maids were serving him for breakfast, they could at least keep their distance with winks, but now even if he was eating At breakfast, there were at least eight maids standing in front of him, not counting those who were invisible to him in the dark.

It seems that Shen Feiyu was really worried that he would run away again. Zhen Jiabao used the fork in his hand to poke a circle of holes in the toast, and then threw the fork forward distractedly. , the exquisite gold-painted fork just hit the milk jug, making a crisp sound that startled the maids in the whole room.

What a fuss, what a fuss... Zhen Jiabao's eyes fell on those maids, and he rolled his eyes obviously.

The wound on the neck was wrapped with thick gauze, Zhen Jiabao felt a little uncomfortable when raising or lowering his head, so he just leaned back on the chair, picked up the milk glass and drank the milky white liquid in the glass. After the end, I stood up and went back to bed to catch up on sleep.

The eight maids looked at each other, and after confirming that Zhen Jiabao really didn't intend to come back for breakfast, they began to tidy up the table in fear, but none of them dared to care about Zhen Jiabao.