Cheng Shao's Apex Gummy Candy

"One big meal is not enough, it takes a week." Yin Qian poked her arm.

"One meal is enough. In fact, I really didn't use much energy. I didn't have a good fight last night." Yu Chengqin sighed with some regret, "It's too hard to fight!"

In fact, Jing Yu had already told her last night that the boss had already agreed to a five-fold bonus at the end of the year.

Hehehe, her little coffers can fill up a lot!

"What are you talking about? Did something happen last night?" Chao Ran, who was listening in a cloud, asked in confusion.

"It's a long story." Yu Chengqin raised his chin arrogantly, and dragged his tone, "Then I'll make a long story short..."

Yin Qian couldn't help laughing as she looked at her hands and feet and explained with gestures.

In the morning, it was the closing ceremony of the tax training.

After the end, Yin Qian and the others went directly to the airport.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to Haicheng.

Yin Qian went directly back to Yuxi Garden. After resting for a while, she drove back to Yin's house after receiving a call from Yin Tingyu.

At six o'clock in the evening, a private Japanese grocery store.

"Tianze, this week, traveling around the imperial capital with my little wife, has your relationship been sublimated?" Lu Fangyan asked jokingly while admiring the chef's flamed steak.

Cheng Tianze looked at him coldly: "How is the logistics company?"

"It went very well." Lu Fangyan took out his mobile phone and turned to the chat records with Luo Ji, "We have signed a formal cooperation agreement with Baogou, and we are now recruiting people. The next step is to talk about airplanes with Zong Ning Orders. I have designed a few shipping routes and will send you an email tomorrow, so you can take a look and try to design a better shipping route.”

"Ah Yan, you are quite fast, you have negotiated a cooperation with Baogou so quickly."

"Looking at Tianze's face, Luo Ji will of course sign the contract happily. Or it should be said that Yin Qian's sister-in-law may have discussed the pros and cons of this logistics system with him a long time ago." Lu Fangyan raised his legs and held the Acting like a romantic nobleman, "Ah Jing, if you say I am fast again, I will give you an injection to make you a real fast shooter!"

After the threat was over, he looked at Cheng Tianze: "Tianze, you have to be lucky. Fortunately, the Yin family is not rich enough. Otherwise, Baogou and the logistics group's good deeds may not be your turn. But you have good eyesight, and you married Yin Qian Little sister."

"What do you want to say?" Cheng Tianze asked indifferently.

"I want to say that Yin Qian's sister-in-law has a good vision in investing. When you get married, it's a strong alliance." Lu Fangyan praised her sincerely.

Cheng Tianze raised his thin lips, and a smile overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Ask you something." He said, his voice was rarely serious.

Lu Fangyan listened, and his expression became serious: "What's the matter?"

"You are a doctor, do you know that women have abdominal pain during menstruation, is there any way to relieve or completely cure it?" Cheng Tianze asked solemnly.

Lin Qiao just took a sip of water and almost spit it out: ...

Who is this person in front of me?

Is it really the Cheng Tianze he knows?
It can't be that someone dropped the bag!
The expression turned petrified in an instant, and the corner of the mouth * Lu Fangyan:? ? ?
Is he deaf?Or brain pumping?
How come it seems that I heard something terrible!

Only Jing Yu was the calmest, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Cheng Tianze asking such a question, and drank the red wine calmly.

"Ah Jing, what did Tianze say just now? I don't seem to hear it." Lu Fangyan swallowed and asked.

"The boss said, the lady boss has dysmenorrhea, please give me a cure." Jing Yu replied very directly.

"..." The corners of Lu Fangyan's mouth twitched even more joyfully.

It's like eating Xuanmai, you can't stop at all!

"Forget it if you don't know." Cheng Tianze glanced at him lightly, with bright contempt in his eyes.

"Why do I need to know!" Lu Fangyan looked at the expression in his eyes, "You don't even know that you still have the nerve to call yourself a doctor!", and almost ran away, "I'm a plastic surgeon! Not an obstetrician! How do I know? , What should a woman do if she suffers from dysmenorrhea! I have never had any pain!"

As he said that, he suddenly thought of something, and leaned forward with a hey smile: "So this time I'm going to the imperial capital, and sister-in-law Yin Qian is on her period? You just watched it for seven days?"

"Your bones have been itchy lately?" Cheng Tianze looked at him coldly and sneered.

"Thank you for your hard work! It's the most painful thing to see or not to eat!" Lu Fangyan smiled so that her peach blossom eyes turned into fox eyes, "I suddenly remembered that there is really a good way to cure dysmenorrhea!"

"You really know?" Lin Qiao looked at him curiously, "What?"

"Pregnant and have a baby!"

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but she always feels that rice cakes and Congcong are very similar.

"The teacher in the painting class said that Jiang Nian, oh, is the little rice cake, who is very talented in painting." Cui Ying followed her gaze and smiled, "Niangao also likes to draw, so I thought, wait for his illness It's better, why don't you ask a more professional painting teacher to teach him."

Yin Qian thought for a while: "Isn't Yin Yuan cooperating with the School of Design of Haicheng University? We can talk to the school and let students who are interested in being volunteers, who can draw or sing, go to the orphanage to teach children how to learn Draw and sing."

"We were discussing this matter with the chairman just now, and we are going to promote it as a key project next year. How about it, mother and daughter are connected." The staff on the side sighed with a smile.

Cui Ying liked to hear this, and she laughed: "I took Yin Qian and Qian Qian to look around, and call me if there is anything to do."

"Hmm, don't worry."

Cui Ying, Yin Qian, and Qian Qianqian chatted and walked towards the lawn in front of the rehabilitation center.

There are many children, under the leadership of the teacher, are practicing singing.

"Every time I see them, I think, why do so many parents have such high demands on their children? In addition to cram schools, there are all kinds of special classes. Last time I read Weibo, I said that there was a child who was only three and a half years old. I didn’t go to it, and I have to take four or five classes a week.” Qian Qianqian covered the sun on her face with her hands, and sighed softly.

"Part of it is because I feel that I have no hope of making great achievements, so I pin my hopes on my children. If I can't be a rich generation, I hope to be a parent of a rich generation." Cui Ying looked at the expressionless child They, following the teacher's movements, stretched out their hands and kicked their legs, with a little pity in their eyes.

"There are also some who feel that other people's children have learned it, and their own children will lose at the starting line if they don't learn it. They are too anxious." Yin Qian said.

Cui Ying's cell phone rang, and it was a call from other staff members of the foundation.

"You can hang around here first, I'll go to the dean's office." After she hung up the phone, she looked at Yin Qian.

"Okay, mom, go get busy first and leave us alone." Yin Qian nodded.

After Cui Ying left, Qian Qianqian took her arm with a smile: "Baby Nan, when you give birth to a son, are you going to let him grow up happily? Or do you hope he can learn more skills?"

"Of course I hope that he will play happily for a few years, but it is estimated that I will not be able to make the decision alone."

"That's right. As the eldest grandson of the Cheng family's generation, he is a proper heir to the Haoting Group. He was born with a mission on his shoulders. He must have been trained as the future president since he was a child."