Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

"Father, Mommy, come and chase me! Haha~"

All worldly troubles are left behind.

Qin Shu felt that he had also become a bird on this snow mountain, soaring freely and enjoying the world.

How wonderful!

Chu Linchen deliberately kept his speed down behind the mother and son, looking at the big and small figures, he was satisfied but felt that something was missing - it was time.

Such time is too little!

If he is strong enough, the three of them will be able to reunite together without any worries, and enjoy the present happiness all the time.

Qin Shu doesn't have to show others a fake face, and is always cautious, and he doesn't have to send Wei Wei back to Haicheng just because of his safety, and he doesn't have to worry about the comeback of Yan Jing who disappeared, and... the mysterious ghost... Lan clan!

Just like conquering this snow-capped mountain with skis, he will definitely conquer Kyoto one day, no one dares to invade!

Behind the lens, Chu Lin's deep eyes showed a cold and decisive domineering.

When a family of three is flying in the mountains and forests.

At the foot of the mountain, Xin Baoe boarded the cable car with Zhang Xiaoqian.

She bit the bullet and followed, and Zhang Xiaoqian's expression was also a little impatient: "Bao'e, I'm here to deal with business, I really don't have time to accompany you now, you should go to Ye Mengxuan! Her father is the first hospital President, and the president of the Medical Association, as long as she comes forward, it will be no problem for you to become a director of the association!"

Xin Bao'e maintained the gentle smile on her face, and said in a helpless tone: "Mengxuan has been busy getting close to the vice president of the National Hospital recently, and she deliberately keeps her distance from me. Xiaoqian, I know you don't mind meddling, so I will try my best not to bother you. But this time I really have nothing to do, if I don't find a job as soon as possible, my father...may send me to the sideline as a volunteer doctor."

This was when she passed by An Ruoqing's room last night and heard them discussing this matter, which shocked her into a cold sweat.

If I really go to the sideline, I'm afraid I will be like my big brother, I don't know when I will come back.

So she didn't sleep well all night, so she hurried to find Zhang Xiaoqian today.

Xin Baoe said frankly: "You know, I don't want to leave Kyoto."

Zhang Xiaoqian responded vaguely, and said to herself: "Well, there are so many medical institutions in Kyoto, and you can enter any one with your strength. It is a serious job anyway, and your father will not force you Sent to the sideline."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xin Bao'e, and said in a half-joking tone, "In the end, Bao'e is too high-minded to look down on you."

Embarrassment flashed across Xin Bao'e's face.

Zhang Xiaoqian was right.

Everyone knew that she left the National Hospital on her own initiative.

It is said that people go to high places and water flows to low places. If she enters a company or institution casually, what will the outside world think of her?

In vain?Not good at medicine?

She wants everyone to know that she, Xin Bao'e, has a good place to go after leaving the National Hospital!

Medical associations are different from national hospitals.

Although the National Hospital has the name of a medical holy place, it is essentially a research institute that gathers top experts in the medical field. Apart from obeying the orders of the National Lord's Mansion, it only cares about medical research and does not care about other things.

The Medical Association, on the other hand, governs large and small domestic medical companies and institutions, and must go through the association's approval from pharmaceutical research and development, production, and approval.

This is an authoritative organization for the medical market.

The Medical Association and the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce have clear affiliations. If she wants to win the position of director of the association, she has to ask Zhang Ziqian for help.

After all, her father is the president of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, Zhang Chengming!

Xin Baoe looked at Zhang Ziqian earnestly, "Ziqian, please do me this favor!"

Zhang Ziqian dodged her eyes for a moment, then turned her head to look at the white snow field outside the cable car, "When my dad comes back tonight, I'll talk to him."

The attitude is clearly perfunctory.

Xin Bao'e's gaze couldn't help but darken, and she clenched her palms on her knees tightly.

In the past, she devoted herself to the study of traditional Chinese medicine. Because of Miss Xin's family, there were many people to please her, and she would not think about actively managing her personal connections.

I don't know when it started, and I was deeply trapped in the complexity and frustration of human relationships...