You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Sheng Mumu found that since Qi Shaobai knew that he was going to travel to the resort, he went out less frequently, and almost stayed at home in the past few days.

One afternoon, she found that Qi Shaobai had nothing to do and was basking in the sun on the terrace, so she suddenly asked a question on a whim.

"Student Xiaoqi, do you want to watch cartoons?"

The latest movie version of a hot-blooded animation about basketball is about to be released, and Sheng Mumu plans to review the previous content before the release.

Thinking that Qi Shaobai usually loves to play basketball, he sent a friendly invitation.

Qi Shaobai raised his eyebrows lazily, his expression was as arrogant as ever, and his words tinged with disdain:

"I look like someone who can watch cartoons? Do you think I'm an elementary school student?"

Sheng Mumu didn't even think about it: "Like, if you are idle, you are idle, come and watch together."

Qi Shaobai: ...

six hours later.

Audio-visual room.

"Damn it, why did he pass the last ball to the wrong person? It's unscientific!"

Qi Shaobai looked at the crying protagonist on the screen, still regretting:

"It's such a pity, it's only two points away. If it was me, I would wish to apologize."

Sheng Mumu chewed on the potato chips and spoiled the spoiler: "The protagonist is also blaming himself, and he is going to shave his hair soon."

"Don't say it!" Qi Shaobai covered his ears exaggeratedly, "Don't spoil it."

Sheng Mumu was surprised: "No way? This is your first time watching this animation?"

Qi Shaobai was noncommittal, glanced at Sheng Mumu from the corner of the eye, then looked at the screen again, and changed the subject:

"Put down an episode."

The young man's hidden disappointment made Sheng Mumu understand something in an instant.

It is mentioned in the novel that Qi Shaobai lived with Mrs. Qi when he was a child, and he was taken to live with his father until the fifth grade.

He thought that when he left his great-grandmother's house, he would be loved by his parents just like other children.

Unexpectedly, it was not as he wished. On the day he was taken to his father's side, he learned the news of his mother's early death.

Since then, his personality has gradually become gloomy and independent.

He is not interested in what other children like to play and watch, and lives like a little adult.

A large part of Qi Shaobai's childhood was probably missing.

Thinking of this, Sheng Mumu's heart softened, and she comforted her in a joking way:

"Student Xiaoqi, I really envy you for having eyes that have never seen this animation. Can you dig them out and lend them to me?"

Qi Shaobai turned his head to the side, with an expression of looking at a fool, "Huh?"

Sheng Mumu didn't notice it, and continued:

"Forget it, your eyes are not as big as mine, so they are not rare."

"After watching this, I will recommend you another animation about ninjas. It's also super good-looking."

"I want to eat popsicles, help me get one from the refrigerator."

Seeing her take it for granted, Qi Shaobai raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Sheng Mumu pretended to clear her throat: "Cough... I'm about to spoil the spoiler, the protagonist—"

Qi Shaobai jumped up from the sofa, "I'll go, you shut up."

Sheng Mumu smiled triumphantly, and ordered: "It tastes like peaches, and get some beef jerky by the way."

The boy obediently went to the kitchen.

Just as he passed the entrance with two popsicles in one hand and beef jerky in the other, there was the sound of steady footsteps at the door.

His father, who is the head of the family, is back.

Qi Shaobai paused, turned his head slowly, and met his father's slightly curious eyes.

"dad."

Qi Mo's eyes moved down and landed on the snacks in Qi Shaobai's hands, which were obviously not for one person, his brows twitched.

Qi Shaobai didn't know how to explain the fact that he became the stepmother's lackey, so he said unnaturally:

"She and I were watching cartoons and came out to get some snacks."

Qi Mo: "Yes."

Qi Shaobai felt that it was really not like he would say it, so he added, "...Dad, can you see it?"

Qi Mo: "..."

The two men looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.

One, internally digesting the fact that the tall and burly son in front of him actually watches cartoons.

One, I was annoyed at how I could ask such a stupid question.

A few seconds later, Qi Mo's face softened a little, and he walked towards the stairs, and said lightly:

"Look, I won't go, I still have work to do."

"it is good."

Qi Shaobai was not surprised at all, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It would be hell if his dad actually accepted the invitation.

He quickened his pace and walked into the audio-visual room as if he had escaped disaster.

The man who just said that he had work to deal with didn't go to the study, but instead came to the third-floor balcony.

Tonight is calm and windless, dark and starry.

The handsome man looked up at the sky, as if he was reminiscing.

Shen Shen murmured:

"It would be nice if you could see him the way he is now."

……

*

When Sheng Mumu received a call from sister Chen from the headhunting company, she had just come out of Yueji Greenhouse.

"Miss Sheng, we have already found an applicant who meets your requirements."

Sheng Mumu: "So fast, man or woman?"

"male."

Sheng Mumu couldn't believe her ears: "..."

male?

She made such a high request, how could she be recruited?

Sister Chen tried her best to sell on the phone:

"The applicant's name is Cheng Zhuo. He is 27 years old. He has studied abroad for four years and has just returned to China. During his postgraduate studies, he has worked as a management trainee in a well-known company. He has handled many projects and has rich experience at a young age."

Sheng Mumu clicked on the other party's resume sent by Sister Chen.

The handsome and sunny one-inch photo on the resume attracted her attention.

The appearance is fresh and not greasy, the eyes are burning, and it looks full of energy, which matches the name very well.

Sister Chen: "The interview time is set at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. Is it convenient for you, Ms. Sheng?"

Sheng Mumu: "It's convenient, thank you for arranging it."

Sister Chen: "It should."

On Monday, Sheng Mumu met Cheng Zhuo who was applying for the job as scheduled.

She is even better than she imagined, with outstanding looks and height, and decent manners.

Sheng Mumu introduced him to the current situation of the flower shop as usual and asked a few questions.

After learning about his basic situation, he smiled and asked his doubts:

"Based on your experience, why are you willing to work with us?"

Cheng Zhuo seemed to have expected to be asked this question, so he raised his lips and smiled:

"Because I am optimistic about the prospects of your company, I am also very satisfied with the salary you offer."

He had seen the promotional webpage of Yueji Flower House sent to him by Sister Chen, and he was very optimistic about the project of sending flowers to home, and he was also very interested in the idea of ​​branding the flower shop.

He paused and continued to add:

"As far as I know, there is no flower project for high-end people in China. Your company has great potential for development in the future. I think this is a good platform and a good opportunity for me."

In addition, there is another reason that makes him unable to refuse this position.

Cheng Zhuo thought to himself, but didn't say the last half of the sentence.

Sheng Mumu nodded, looking satisfied with his answer.

"This position is a comprehensive management post, which is equivalent to the reserve store manager. After you are familiar with the work, I will hand over all the daily operations of this store to you. I will be responsible for developing other business segments. There will be more trivial matters in the initial stage. One month, can you do it here?"

"No problem." Cheng Zhuo said firmly, "I can come to work tomorrow."

Sheng Mumu got up, smiled and stretched out her hand: "You are welcome to join."

Cheng Zhuo shook his hand, "I'm very honored."