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

"I asked you to check. Do you have any clues about her mother?" He Lianquan put his glasses back on, and then casually asked Nick who had been waiting for a long time.

NICK had a bitter face, thinking that the president of his family really didn’t know which pot to turn on, and this lady’s mother had passed away for almost 20 years, and she couldn’t find her relatives—because Zhen Jiabao’s mother was also a rare college student in that era , NICK also went to her school to check the files of the year, and found that she was from a small mountain village in an inland province, and she was an orphan-this is hard for NICK. After so many years, what is the use of pursuing her life experience? Woolen cloth?
Seeing that he didn't answer, He Lianquan glanced at his expression and knew that he hadn't found anything, so he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

NICK was taken aback by him, knowing that he was not doing his job well enough, even though he felt wronged in his heart, he still bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"I'm sorry, President, it's my lack of ability." NICK's attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good, Rao Helian Quan couldn't express his anger, so he could only suppress his heart and say to NICK: "Pig brain."
NICK lowered his head and didn't dare to respond. He just felt like a poor little cabbage, boiled over and over in hot water by Helian Quan, and became wilted under his torture. It was really pitiful.

He Lianquan asked NICK: "What major did her mother study in school?"
"I study art." NICK replied without hesitation, and suddenly realized.

"President, I understand. How can an orphan girl from a poor mountain village be able to study an expensive art major? Presumably, the lady's mother left a fake file back then."
After listening to his reasoning with a blank face, He Lianquan left a sentence: "I'm not stupid yet." Then he turned his head and looked at the computer screen again.

NICK was inspired, and excitedly said to He Lianquan: "President, I'll check it out immediately." Then he turned and ran out of the office.

Listening to his excited voice, He Lianquan snorted again before concentrating on his work.

……

It wasn't until evening that Zhen Meixue and Mrs. Zhen returned home leisurely.

They didn't know anything about Chen Junliang's visit today. Zhen Fugui sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the two of them return home with big bags and small bags, their faces were gloomy and there was no good color to be seen.

He spent the whole afternoon thinking about how to repair the relationship with Zhen Jiabao, but he has always looked at his face. It is okay if he is asked to curry favor with someone who is more powerful than him, but if he is asked to take the initiative to meet someone who was kicked out of the house by him He really couldn't let go of that old face when his unfilial daughter asked for peace.

So Zhen Meixue and Mrs. Zhen went back to Zhen's house talking and laughing, and saw Zhen Fugui's expression, and felt very strange, thinking that Zhen Fugui was idle at home all day long, and he didn't need to worry about the company's affairs. Where did the anger come from?

But when Zhen Fugui is in a bad mood, he tends to anger everyone around him. Zhen Meixue and Mrs. Zhen both know his problem, so they took a look at each other and decided not to touch this bad luck.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Fugui spoke to Zhen Meixue first. Although his face was still grim, he asked her kindly what she bought today.

Zhen Meixue sat down in front of him obediently and said, "My mother and I bought some clothes and jewelry for the celebration next month, and my mother also picked out a pair of cufflinks for your father, which are made of sapphire. I must like it."

Zhen Fugui took advantage of Zhen Meixue's feelings, and couldn't help but compare her with Zhen Jiabao in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhen Meixue was really irritating him.

It is also the daughter of a father, why one is messing around and the other is generous and courteous, Zhen Fugui clasped his hands together and patted his knees, calmed down and said to Zhen Meixue: "Next month's celebration is a big day, you must Prepare well, especially if you are still with Mr. Chen, but don't embarrass us."

Zhen Meixue blushed when she heard the words, and said shyly to Zhen Fugui, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Zhen Fugui was very satisfied with Zhen Meixue's reaction, and nodded secretly thinking, this is the attitude that a lady should have, like Zhen Jiabao's carefree, unscrupulous personality is not worthy of the status of a famous lady.

After talking to Zhen Meixue a few more words, Zhen Fugui reminded her that this was the first time she appeared on a big occasion outside of Zhen's family after establishing a relationship with Chen Junliang, so she must pay attention to propriety and etiquette.

Zhen Meixue also knew how powerful she was, and listened carefully to Zhen Fugui's advice, which made Zhen Fugui extremely satisfied with this daughter.

The celebration they are talking about is the traditional hibiscus flower festival in S City. S City has been famous for the beauty of hibiscus in full bloom since ancient times. Every October when the hibiscus is in full bloom, there will be a celebration. Flowers are fun, and slowly as time goes by, the Hibiscus Festival celebration is also stained with commercial color.

Nowadays, the Hibiscus Flower Festival is held by one or several companies every year. Although everyone can participate, other things have been added. If you have a reception, you must enter with a ticket. If you do not have an invitation letter, then sorry, you can only enjoy the flowers outside.

But speaking of the attendees of this reception are not all dignitaries. Anyone with a little connection can spend a lot of money to buy an invitation letter. After entering the reception, they will all have their own goals—or to curry favor , or to seek cooperation, anyway, it is not simply admiring flowers.

A few years ago, in order to gain a foothold in City S, a businessman from the north contracted a lot of money to fund a Hibiscus Flower Festival. Unexpectedly, although he did not make friends with any nobles in City S during the process, he was caught by a businessman from the capital who came here for vacation. The children of the family valued it and took it back to the capital directly.

Therefore, the Hibiscus Flower Festival has become more and more a carnival for almost everyone in S City, especially many people in the business world regard it as an excellent opportunity for a carp to jump into the dragon's gate and hug his thigh.

Zhen Meixue understands what Zhen Fugui means, and she must perform outstandingly at the reception that night in order to truly be recognized by Chen's parents.

Zhen Meixue puts a lot of emphasis on comparisons. Because of the incident caused by Zhen Jiabao, the Chen family has opinions on the entire Zhen family. Zhen Meixue urgently needs a chance to prove herself in front of the Chen family's elders.

The two hit it off immediately, and Zhen Fugui was so excited that he blurted out to promise Zhen Meixue to wait a few months until the relationship between her and Chen Junliang was completely stable, and he would give some of the shares under his name to Zhen Meixue.

Zhen Meixue was both surprised and delighted—shares have always been Zhen Fugui's favorite, and Zhen Meixue did not expect to get Zhen Fugui's shares as a gift so soon.

"Father, what are you doing?" Zhen Meixue acted worriedly with Zhen Fugui even though she was happy in her heart.

At noon the next day, Uncle Ji delivered the same lunch as the day before.

Zhen Jiabao finished her morning work and was about to go to He Lianquan's office when the intercom phone on the desk rang suddenly, and the company's downstairs front desk informed her that people from the Zhen family were waiting for her in the lobby on the first floor.

When Zhen Jiabao heard that the people from the Zhen family had come, Di Yan frowned. Although the news that she was working at Di Yan was not difficult to find out, the people from the Zhen family had always been indifferent to her outside affairs, so they came over suddenly at this time I don't know what kind of wind is blowing.

Probably nothing good happened, Zhen Jiabao hung up the phone, curled his lips and thought.

But Zhen Jiabao still went downstairs. After all, they called her from the front desk. If she didn't go down today, she might be charged with another crime.

Zhen Jiabao went downstairs unhurriedly, and saw the butler of the Zhen family sitting on the sofa in the hall.

Zhen Jiabao didn't have any special thoughts about this housekeeper. Zhen Jiabao grew up in the Zhen family, and the only impression he had of this housekeeper was that he was too loyal. It is said that he was rescued by Zhen Fugui when he was young, so he worked hard in the Zhen family for 20 years. For many years, Zhen Fugui's orders have been obeyed.

Seeing that it was he who came here in person, Zhen Jiabao didn't understand why he wanted to come to Di Yan to find him.

The butler was originally sitting on the sofa at the side of the Emperor Flame Hall, looking around, and when he saw her figure in sight, he stood up and bowed respectfully to her and called, "Second Miss."

Zhen Jiabao shivered when he was called by this long-lost name, and said with an uncomfortable expression on his face: "You better stop calling me that, I can't stand it."

She had already been kicked out by the Zhen family, and she felt even more disapproving of the Zhen family in her heart, and when she heard the housekeeper call her Miss, she felt full of irony.

Now it's the off-duty time, and there are many employees of Diyan coming and going in the hall. Zhen Jiabao saw that most of the people passing by gave him surprised looks, rubbed his nose and said to the housekeeper: "Then what... you first Stand up straight, this big crowd..."

The butler looked around, straightened up and said respectfully to Zhen Jiabao: "Master asked me to invite you to have lunch together."

Zhen Jiabao's eyes widened when he heard the housekeeper's words, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

"...Father, why would he want to come and have dinner with me?" After a long time, Zhen Jiabao asked the butler hesitantly with his fingers curled up by his side.

The housekeeper paused, and said to Zhen Jiabao: "I can't answer this, miss, but you and the master are father and daughter after all..."

Zhen Jiabao smiled wryly, and nodded slightly to the butler: "Understood, take me to see him."

After sending He Lianquan a text message saying that he would not go to the top floor for lunch today, Zhen Jiabao and the housekeeper left Diyan.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows of Helianquan's office, holding the handle of the coffee cup in his fingers, he looked deeply at the busy traffic under his feet. From this angle, City S looks like a forest made of reinforced concrete. Helianquan slightly closed his eyes. With stern eyes, he asked NICK behind him: "Is the reporter all arranged?"

NICK nodded and said: "It's all arranged. Tonight at the latest, the first batch of news reports will appear in the newspapers."

There was no trace of emotion in He Lianquan's tone. He took a sip of coffee and asked NICK again: "How is the investigation going?"

The expression on NICK's face became weird, and he said to He Lianquan carefully: "It has been found out that Madam's mother is indeed an orphan, but she does not come from a small mountain village, but a leftover from a declining family in City A. The last descendant of the family changed his name after his parents passed away."

He Lianquan was noncommittal about the results of his investigation, turned around and walked towards the coffee table where the meals from Uncle Ji had been placed, while dismissing NICK.

Yesterday at noon, I still had lunch with Zhen Jiabao. Today, her pink lunch box was on the other side and no one opened it. He Lianquan picked up the chopsticks but lost his appetite.

Zhen Jiabao didn't know about He Lianquan's lack of taste, so he followed the butler to a private restaurant with expensive prices, and when he reached the door of the private room, the butler stopped going inside, but bowed and said to Zhen Jiabao, "Master is waiting for you inside. "

Zhen Jiabao held the doorknob with his hands weakly, took two deep breaths before his heartbeat calmed down, and pushed open the half-hidden box door with all his strength.

The table was already full of dishes, Zhen Jiabao lowered his eyes and didn't look carefully at Zhen Fugui who was sitting in the main seat, so he sat in the opened seat by himself.