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

Uncle Ji made a concluding statement to NICK with lingering anger, intending to transform NICK, a class enemy who was still standing by Helian Quan's side, into his own effective force.

What can NICK say?He believes that if he disagrees with Uncle Ji's argument just now, then Uncle Ji will start another round of indiscriminate bombing against him immediately!

So NICK could only convincingly say to the other end of the phone: "You are right, even if you and your wife have told the president that you don't want to see him before, it can only be regarded as an angry statement. Just taking this angry sentence as a guide to life, and staying in a hotel outside for so many days without even calling back, it is too much!"

NICK's words were right on Uncle Ji's heart. This nearly seventy-year-old old man felt like he had found a soulmate, and sighed sadly at him.

"Tell me, even you, a special assistant, are more sensible than the young master. Why doesn't the young master understand our painstaking efforts? Just leave the lady alone in the villa to raise her, young master, he thinks Think about it, if this happened to him, how comfortable would he be?"

NICK shook his head like a rattle over the phone.

"It must not be comfortable. The president is short-circuited. I didn't expect this level. Uncle Ji, please give me a chance to make up for it."

It has been so many days, and the anger in Uncle Ji's heart has indeed gradually dissipated, not to mention that as early as the beginning of this matter, Uncle Ji had already obtained Zhen Jiabao's serious face from the doctor in the hospital. report sheet.

After detailed questioning, Uncle Ji confirmed that if the child continued to grow normally, it would seriously affect the physical condition of their wife, so he gradually understood the reason why He Lianquan gave up the child.

"But Uncle Ji, don't you already know? Your wife's current body is simply not suitable for raising another child now."

NICK heard that Uncle Ji's mood seemed to have calmed down, so he asked cautiously.

Uncle Ji was still thinking about Zhen Jiabao's inspection report just now, when NICK happened to ask about this matter, so he remained angry and said: "Do you think the point of this matter lies in this child? The point is Young master, he is really too ignorant, he didn't tell Madam and us the truth about such a big matter, and just made the decision by himself, didn't he think about asking us...Madam's opinion?"

Although Uncle Ji felt that even if He Lianquan spread this matter out and discussed it directly with them, he and the staff of Xishan Villa would have the same choice as him, but he just couldn't stand being buried by He Lianquan. That feeling in the drum.

In Uncle Ji's view, whether it is a husband and wife or other people with a good relationship, the most important thing is mutual trust and honesty.

He used to think that He Lianquan did a good job on this issue. In the past, when some problems occurred, he would communicate with Zhen Jiabao in a timely manner.

But thinking about it now, it may be because the previous problems have not reached this level.

NICK was speechless on the phone: "But Uncle Ji, think about it carefully, if the president really showed this matter in front of you and your wife at that time, what would happen?"

NICK simply took great pains to let Uncle Ji put Helian Quan back as soon as possible: "Let's not talk about Madam, just talk about you, compared to a young master or a young lady, would you choose to sacrifice Madam's health?" The price to exchange?"

Uncle Ji said angrily on the phone: "What do you mean? How can I trade my wife's health for anything!"

Even if it's just an analogy, Uncle Ji doesn't allow NICK to think of himself that way.

"That's right. Anyway, the end result is the same. This child cannot be kept."

So what if there were some mistakes in the process?If you want to say where He Lianquan really made a mistake, it must be that he was too careless.

NICK thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, for fear of angering Uncle Ji.

With the phone in his hand, Uncle Ji walked back and forth twice in the bedroom angrily. He looked like a Tyrannosaurus Rex that breathed fire on his head and flicked his tail behind his back. If NICK was in front of Uncle Ji right now, there would be nothing If you have any doubts, Uncle Ji will immediately spray a ball of flames on his head and face, and burn his broken mouth.

"How can this be the same? Forget it, I don't understand anything with you as a single dog. What is the most important thing between husband and wife? Be honest!"

NICK just listened to Uncle Ji angrily retort to himself, while muttering in a low voice.

"I don't understand what it means to be a single dog like me, Uncle Ji, it seems that you have never married a wife and had children in your life."

Uncle Ji immediately pricked up his ears.

"What are you talking about secretly, you little brat?"

NICK hurriedly flattered him: "I didn't say anything, I'm just saying that you are really healthy and strong." You can hear even such a small voice complaining, isn't it good and strong.

After Uncle Ji said a few more harsh words to NICK, he hung up the phone. NICK who was hung up looked blankly at He Lianquan who was sitting on the side.

He Lianquan's phone number has been blocked by Uncle Ji, and he simply didn't take the initiative to contact the villa for the past two days, let alone contact Zhen Jiabao, for fear that his contact would make Zhen Jiabao's mood worse when he was recuperating. But I didn't expect that Uncle Ji would say this.

Just now when NICK was on the phone with Uncle Ji, he didn't deliberately turn on the speakerphone, for fear that Uncle Ji would say something unpleasant while talking with him and offend his own president.

At that time, the president of his family may not have the heart to blame Uncle Ji who treats him like an elder, but he may not necessarily treat him.

It's a pity that Uncle Ji's voice was like a bell when he was talking on the phone with him, so He Lianquan could still hear most of the conversation clearly.

At this time, He Lianquan's face was deep, as if he was still thinking, Nick put the phone back in his pocket, and looked at the face of his president with trepidation.

"President, Uncle Ji... It's been a few days since I haven't seen you and I feel a little excited. Don't take it to heart."

Even if you take Uncle Ji's words to heart, don't turn your head and blame me who heard these words with you!
The cry in NICK's heart obviously didn't reach Helian Quan's heart, he just lowered the two arms that were crossed in front of him, and then rubbed his temples with quite a headache.

"It was my fault."

After hearing this, NICK almost knelt down to Helian Quan!

But before he really knelt down to Helian Quan, and begged him not to deduct his bonus by the trouser legs of his CEO, he saw Helian Quan suddenly raised a pair of bright eyes.

"You said, on the premise that my phone number has been blocked, why don't I appear in front of them in person and sincerely express my apology?"

NICK's face became dead silent in an instant—oh, NICK's daily work as a little matchmaker has started again!

On this day, Gu Ruirui and the others did not stay in the Xishan Villa for too long after all, because Zhen Jiabao's complexion had become worse with the passage of time, they were naturally very winking, and they got up and prepared to leave.

Before they left, Uncle Ji also handed KRIS the soup formula for nourishing the body copied on a piece of paper. Uncle was refreshed, and when he was chatting back and forth with KRIS, his attitude was much better than before.

Later, until a long time later, KRIS would give a thumbs up whenever he occasionally thought of the old man in Xishan Villa.

What a kind and caring old man!
After sending the person away, Zhen Jiabao stretched a little, ready to go back to the bedroom to rest.

Uncle Ji looked worriedly at Zhen Jiabao's appearance that he didn't even dare to stretch too much, so he immediately stepped forward to guard Zhen Jiabao's left and right sides, always ready to help him when his strength was exhausted.

But before they could go back to the bedroom, the intercom phone in the corner of the living room rang.

Uncle Ji placed Zhen Jiabao on the sofa again and asked him to wait for a while, while he went to the corner to answer the phone.

Zhen Jiabao really didn't want to climb up the long stairs by herself. Although she could walk slowly for a while now, she still felt a little weak in her legs when going up and down the stairs.

But usually the internal phone seldom rang, Zhen Jiabao looked at Uncle Ji's back who was answering the phone, thinking boredly in his heart.

"What did you say? Okay, I see. Just wait for a while."

Listening to Uncle Ji's voice, Zhen Jiabao changed from surprise to low-pitched and hesitant, seemingly a little speechless, and took a sip of the soup while being curious.

Uncle Ji didn't let Zhen Jiabao's curiosity last for even two seconds, he turned his head and asked with a rather toothache expression.

"Madam, the concierge said they received a... gift from you, would you like to bring it in?"

Zhen Jiabao has received quite a few gifts these days. After all, his identity is there. Once the news spreads, there are people who want to build relationships, or have business dealings with them. Xishan Villa sent a gift.

Zhen Jiabao thought, if it wasn't for their identities that they were not worthy of going to the door of Xishan Villa, then he might be forced to pick up guests back and forth like an animal in a zoo.

So Zhen Jiabao didn't take it seriously at all, and wasn't even interested in taking a look.

"It's not that I haven't received gifts a few days ago, why don't I know what to do with them today? Just put them in the warehouse."

Is there anything special about this gift?

Zhen Jiabao raised his head and looked at Uncle Ji who hesitated to speak, but still had no interest.

The expression on Uncle Ji's face became more and more distorted, as if he didn't know how to speak to him, and finally he closed his eyes and opened his mouth.

"The concierge said that this gift is from the young master. If you don't want to read it, madam, then I will immediately..."

"Just send it in."

Zhen Jiabao didn't wait for Uncle Ji to finish speaking, and gave orders lightly. He choked on Uncle Ji's words, and after two seconds, he said something to the phone again.

Zhen Jiabao lowered his head to look at his nails. After lying on the bed for the past few days, his nails, which were always pink before, gradually became a little pale.

She really wanted to see what He Lianquan, who had disappeared for such a long time, sent over!
Zhen Jiabao's eyes instantly became sharp!

But Helian Quan who was staying in the office was a little restless.