Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

Zheng Hanqiu looked like he was being too lazy to argue with you, and said, "I feel more comfortable hanging out with you than being the chairman."

How did you get along with me? Zheng Juzi felt a lot of pressure.

Moreover, this pressure came inexplicably and was clearly beyond her expectations. She actually hesitated for a few moments and wondered if she could escape.

"Even if you know many major development directions in the future, there will always be some unexpected things happening along the way. As the highest decision-maker, you must be able to deal with emergencies." Zheng Hanqiu reminded bluntly.

It’s not that Zheng Juzi has never dealt with emergencies before, but those emergencies were completely different from the current one.

As an employee, the worst that can happen is quitting; as a boss, the worst that can happen is jumping off a building.

"There is still time now, you can gain experience slowly." Zheng Hanqiu kindly guided.

Zheng Juzi's eyes widened. Although she was not an inexperienced blank slate, in her mind, the ideal boss was one who sat in the office and gave orders, or sent a text message in the WeChat group asking everyone to work overtime.

With her outstanding sales ability, she owned several factories and did not encounter any major challenges in running them. With Zheng Hanqiu in charge of management, it was even easier.

But what if there is a real challenge?

"I think I need a president." Although it is shameful to escape, Zheng Juzi wants to escape.

Especially when it comes to things that require gambling, she really doesn't know how to decide.

Zheng Hanqiu...

"You... Actually, I've always had a question. How could a calm person like you like to read novels about CEOs?" Zheng Juzi felt that the problem now was not herself, but that the CEO of her family had not grown up yet.

Zheng Hanqiu was speechless: "Is it interesting for you to think about these things at this time?"

Zheng Juzi tugged at her skirt and asked in a half-coquettish and half-cheating way, "Just tell me."

"It's nothing. It's just that people always have to abide by various rules in life. It's annoying and tiring to look ahead and behind all kinds of things. Reading a CEO's article can let me vent freely. It seems a bit refreshing." Zheng Hanqiu regretted again why he opened this book.

I could have just laid down, but when I was with this girl I had to do things, including helping her pry the cement bricks in her head. It was so tiring.

Zheng Juzi said: "I don't understand. I am shocked."

"If you don't understand, then don't understand. It's up to you whether you're shocked or not. You can handle what your uncle says on your own."

Zheng Juzi: "Actually, I have thought about what to do in such a situation before."

"Have you thought about it before?" Zheng Hanqiu frowned, his eyes full of distrust.

Zheng Juzi, however, changed her confusion, entanglement and resistance, and her expression became more determined: "Isn't there the male lead at the critical moment? He has the male lead's aura to protect him, let him make the decision."

"You really can't improve your brain." Zheng Hanqiu slapped him on the head, "Didn't you see what happened to the heroine? The protagonist's halo didn't even protect her."

After Qi Xiaojian was arrested, there has been no news about Qi Meng and the others, and they don’t seem to be living well now.

It can be seen that the fate of the protagonist can also be changed.

Since you want to be the chairman, you naturally have to cultivate abilities that match it.

"Doesn't that mean our parents' fate has been changed by us? But my brother is alive and well, so it must be useful," said Zheng Juzi.

Zheng Hanqiu wanted to lie down comfortably on a mountain of gold and silver. She also wanted to be the boss behind the scenes. If there was anything she needed to do, she could just give the president a few words and it would be done.

Zheng Hanqiu's frown was not as tight as before, "Why do you ask him?"

"Just ask him directly. Ask him what he wants to eat tomorrow morning. If he wants wontons, we'll pay for it. If he wants steamed buns, we'll refuse." Zheng Juzi thought his idea was great.

"I shouldn't have believed you." Zheng Hanqiu rolled his eyes. "What if he wants to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks? Or noodles?"

Zheng Juzi: "I only give him two options, and he must listen to me."

Zheng Hanqiu felt that the bricks in this man's brain would not loosen unless he hit them. "You, yourself, figure out what to do!"

"I……"

"You have to learn how to make decisions!" Zheng Hanqiu's tone was absolutely deadly.

Zheng Juzi...it was clearly the hero who made the choice for me...wuwuwu...

The next day, the whole family went to Tiananmen Square early in the morning to watch the flag-raising ceremony.

Some things change a lot, but some things never seem to change.

For example, every movement of the flag bearer at the flag-raising ceremony is the same as before. The upright military posture, majestic momentum, and solemnity make people awe-inspiring.

Even Old Mrs. Zheng straightened her back consciously, but tears suddenly flowed from her eyes.

Most people at this time were dressed simply, but there were also many people dressed fashionably. Standing in the same place, they all seemed to be protected by the red color.

Afterwards, they visited the Forbidden City.

At this time, you don't need to make an appointment to visit, you can go in directly after buying the ticket.

"These are the bricks that the emperor stepped on before." Mrs. Zheng's understanding of the Forbidden City is that it was where the emperor lived before, and it was an authority that ordinary people could not touch. "It's better now. We ordinary people can also walk on the bricks that the emperor stepped on."

Zheng Juzi/Han Qiu looked at each other. They had never had such an idea before.

Or in their view, this kind of thing is taken for granted.

I have to say that the place where the emperor lives is really good. Except that the lighting is a little poor and needs auxiliary lighting, everything else is perfect. It feels a bit cooler when you walk in on a hot day.

"Sister, you have read a lot of books, can you introduce some to me?" Zheng Juzi pushed Zheng Hanqiu because she couldn't find a tour guide around.

"Looking for trouble." Zheng Hanqiu refused.

"Just introduce it to us." Zheng Juzi who gave up after just one sentence was definitely not Zheng Juzi. At this time, many places inside were not separated by glass or something, and the feeling of visiting was still different.

The Forbidden City, the first of the five largest palaces in the world, has gone through hundreds of years of changes, dynasties, and wars, but it remains as magnificent and solemn as ever.

It makes people hold their breath and stare.

The royal items that were once out of reach were now displayed before the common people.

Zheng Hanqiu explained to his family his impressions and a brief introduction of the display.

Old Madam Zheng clicked her tongue and suddenly said, "Holding a meeting here? How early do you have to get up every day? Even an emperor can't sleep in."

is not that right?

"Is the emperor's sleeping place far away?" Old Mrs. Zheng felt a little out of breath after walking from the palace gate to here. She wondered if the emperor would have to ride in a sedan chair in his own home?

Zheng Hanqiu said: "Except for the Imperial Study, the Emperor's sleeping place is not fixed, but he must get up early, but he must ride in a sedan chair."