It's so hard to be an anchor: My husband can act better than me

Just when Mr. Yang came out of the back room, he ran into Ye Aning who was staring at Gu Nanyan's car in a daze. He couldn't help but smile brightly: "The former son Nanyan said that he took you on a short trip. How did you go?"

Ye Anying almost didn't realize it, and she smiled awkwardly after a while: "Yes, Nan Yan said that I'm under too much pressure from work these days, so he wanted to take me to relax."

"What a good boy." Old Man Yang nodded in satisfaction, "Why did he send you back and leave so soon?"

"He was in a hurry to go to the company to deal with things."

"Diligence, old Gu's child really looks just like him." Mr. Yang said, tsk-tsk his mouth.

Ye Anning didn't have any fluctuations in her heart at first, but when she heard Mr. Yang look at Mr. Gu, she was suddenly taken aback, and doubts gradually surfaced in her mind. How did Mr. Yang know Mr. Gu?

If it is said that they are comrades-in-arms like Mr. Yang said, that is to say, Mr. Gu has also been on the battlefield?

To be honest, she really didn't believe that Mr. Gu had ever been on the battlefield.

Puzzled in his heart, he asked a question: "Grandpa Yang, there is something I want to ask you."

"Just say it." Mr. Yang responded with a smile all over his face.

"How did you and Mr. Gu know each other? For such a long time, I haven't seen you mention him much."

After the words fell, Mr. Yang's smile froze for a moment, then he sighed and turned around to sit on the mat: "That's a long story, what do you want to hear?"

"It was when you marched and fought together." Seeing that he was about to start talking, Ye Anning hurriedly moved a horse over: "Mr. Gu looks very refined, he doesn't look like he has fought in war at all."

Hearing her words, Mr. Yang was stunned, and then burst into laughter: "What are you talking about, marching and fighting?"

"That's right, didn't you say Mr. Gu was your comrade-in-arms that day?" Ye Aning blinked her eyes puzzled.

"Hi! I'm still wondering what's going on!" Mr. Yang patted his legs: "This comrade-in-arms not only fights, but also fights with swords and guns."

"Ah? What does that mean?" Ye Anning's head was still muddy, and she didn't understand what Old Master Yang said.

"You little girl is usually very smart, why is your brain not working at the critical moment?" Mr. Yang curled his lips helplessly: "The comrades I'm talking about are comrades who fight economic and trade wars together!"

Then, without waiting for her to open her mouth, she continued: "Back then, I had just received a national award. I would spend the rest of my life without worrying about food and drink, and I was going to go home to enjoy my happiness. But I couldn't help it. I just worked hard and worked hard at home. I couldn’t stay there no matter what, real estate was booming at that time, so I wanted to go to sea for entertainment and leave more things for my children and grandchildren.”

"Do you still remember the financial crisis back then?" As he spoke, Mr. Yang looked up at Ye Anning, then shook his head again: "You definitely don't know, you were still young at that time, you probably didn't even know it happened , let alone remember.”

"But, what does that have to do with you being comrades-in-arms." Ye Aning made full use of her talent of not being able to use her brain well, and she couldn't turn a corner no matter what she said.

"During the financial crisis, the commercial field suffered a great blow, and the real estate I launched was also greatly traumatized. It was at this time that I met Mr. Gu."

Mr. Yang glanced at her helplessly: "He is doing business and investing, and he took a fancy to my lot. Regardless of years of losses, he must take my lot down. I was hesitant at the time, but he was very firm, so we signed a joint agreement. The risk-taking contract, I never thought that two years later, the land would be doubled because of the establishment of the commercial building, and we got to know each other thoroughly like this, and made a lot of investments together, isn’t this considered a comrade-in-arms?”

Saying that, Old Man Yang laughed, and winked at Ye Aning.

Hearing this, Ye Anning understood everything, she nodded, and said thoughtfully: "So that's the case, no wonder, I just said that Mr. Gu is so gentle, how could he have been on the battlefield."

"Yeah." Mr. Yang nodded seriously, then frowned, and pointed at Ye Anning's forehead: "With your words, are you saying I'm rude?"

"How is this possible! Grandpa Yang is a god in my mind, how could he be rude!" Seeing this, Ye Anning quickly stuck out her tongue, got up straight away, and was about to go upstairs.

"Little girl!" Seeing her like this, old man Yang didn't chase after her any more. He just looked at her with a kind smile and said, "I'm already a mother, and I still look like a child."

His voice was not loud, and Ye Anning didn't hear him. She just snickered and walked upstairs quickly. When she reached the window in the stairwell on the third floor, she suddenly poked her head out of the window and shouted at Mr. Yang: "Grandpa Yang, today is the time for you to go home!" In the evening, I will make stuffed pork ribs with beans and three delicacies soup, come to my house for dinner!"

Then, without waiting for Mr. Yang to respond, he turned around and left.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Baozi writing on the table with such seriousness that he didn't even hear Ye Aning's movement so loudly.

Therefore, when Ye Anning approached him, he was caught off guard and shivered.

Xiao Baozi originally thought it was Mr. Yang who came to ask him to eat, but he didn't expect it to be Ye Anning, so he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Mommy!"

No matter how prudent Little Baozi is, he is still just a child after all, and it is natural to think of his mother.

"Chenchen, Mummy is back." Ye Aning naturally thought of her son too much, she pulled him into her arms, and even tapped his little nose.

"Think about it." The little bun directly hugged Ye Anning's neck, rubbed her face twice, and then said solemnly: "But Mommy and Uncle Gu have work to do, Chenchen can't let Mommy know that Chenchen misses Mommy Mummy, otherwise Mommy will be distracted."

"Chenchen is the most sensible." Ye Anning couldn't help rubbing the little bun's face, and said dotingly: "Mommy will cook something delicious for you tonight?"

"I want to eat ribs!"

"it is good!"

As expected, it was a mother-child connection, and what the little bun wanted to eat was exactly what Ye Anning wanted to eat.

She went out to buy ingredients first, and asked Mr. Yang to have dinner together at night. During this period, Mr. Yang always vaguely urged her and Gu Nanyan, giving her an inexplicable sense of anxiety.

But she didn't take it too seriously, after all, Mr. Yang has been urging them all the time, which probably means "poor parents all over the world".

After working all afternoon, she wanted to sleep but didn't find it. Naturally, she was very tired, so when she touched the pillow at night, she fell asleep.

That night, I had a lot of dreams, scattered and chaotic, and I couldn't tell what I dreamed of.

Probably because she was too tired the day before, the next morning, when the alarm clock rang for the last time, Ye Anning sat up suddenly and glanced at her watch, it was already 08:30.

"It's over, it's over! We're late!" Ye Aning's nerves were lifted up immediately, and she became sober in an instant.

He got out of bed, pulled up the little bun that was still sleeping, and used the fastest speed in his life to wash him, then stuffed another bun into his mouth, before he could eat it, He dragged him downstairs.

Gu Nanyan had been waiting downstairs for a long time. Seeing her in such a hurry, he only raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Turning a corner to send the little bun to school, Ye Anning was already ready to get off at the subway station, but unexpectedly, Gu Nanyan kicked the accelerator and sent her directly to the company again.

Because of time, no matter how much doubts she had in her heart, she could only hold back and ask later.

After saying thank you to Gu Nanyan, he went straight to the company gate.

Looking at her running back, Gu Nanyan frowned, but the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

This woman is really stupid.

Ye Anning hurriedly ran to the elevator, but luckily God didn't treat her too badly, the last seat before the elevator was overweight was just enough to fit her.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator reached the 9th floor, and Ye Aning even ran towards the face-scanning machine at a speed of 1 meters. Finally, in the last minute, she rushed to the machine and bent [-] degrees.

"The machine cannot detect the human face."

Ye Aning froze for a moment, quickly wiped the ashes off her face, and bowed ninety degrees again.

"The machine cannot detect the human face."

……

After countless experiments, finally, at the last second, the machine turned on the green light.

Ye Anning let out a long sigh of relief, she was almost late.

"Punching in successfully, Ye Aning."

He glanced at the face-scanning machine with satisfaction, and was about to leave when he heard the indifferent mechanical female voice throw two words over.

"be late."

Immediately, Ye Aning felt that the volcanic explosion was absolutely not an exaggeration at this moment, and turned to face the machine, only to realize that the machine displayed 9:01, while the stopwatch on her phone was still at 9:00:30.

It must be the standard Beijing time on the phone, that is to say, the facial recognition machine is 30 seconds faster.

Feeling cold all over her body, Ye Anning suppressed the anger in her heart and almost smashed the machine.

She wouldn't say that if she hadn't done quick calculations, she wouldn't be able to afford to pay for this machine, it would have long been a waste for her subordinates.

That little fox of Fu Yongjin!

Cursing Fu Yongjin countless times in his heart, he walked towards the anchor studio with a brisk foot.

"Fu Yongjin is an old bastard!" Ye Anning couldn't control the turmoil in her heart as soon as she entered the door and saw Aron, and cursed out.

This sentence made Aron's face turn blue with fright, and he rushed up to cover her mouth in three steps at a time.

"What are you doing! What are you afraid of, he's not here, besides..." Ye Aning pulled his hand away: "Did you go to the bathroom without washing your hands?"

Hearing her words, Aron's face turned from blue to purple, and he kept winking at Ye Aning, and carefully pointed behind her with his hand underneath.

At first, before Ye Aning could react, she waved his hand: "What's wrong...you..."

Halfway through the conversation, she gradually felt something was wrong, looked down at his hands, combined with his exaggerated reaction just now...

As soon as her scalp was cold, she turned her head slowly, and saw Fu Yongjin behind her, with a pair of eyes staring darkly at her.

Her mind went blank for an instant, and her back stiffened uncontrollably, she couldn't even move, let alone turn her whole body around.