Peach Blossom Pregnancy, Farm Stay

"Xiao Chen, the people from the marketing department said that the people from the Zheng Group's contract and legal department asked our company to come over. This big company has a lot of airs. After talking back and forth so many times, I still don't know anything." Director Peng was a little aggrieved.

Chen Weiran nodded in agreement, wondering: People from the finance department also want to interfere with the marketing department?

The director of the exhibition smiled slightly, and his face turned bright in an instant, "Xiao Chen, why don't you go there?"

In fact, Chen Weiran had a premonition, but he didn't expect that he has now completely become a running-in agent between the company and Zheng's Group.

"Mr. Zhan, someone from the marketing department is designated to wait, what am I going to do with the finance department?" Chen Weiran was about to struggle.

Director Zhan stood up and poured Chen Weiran a glass of water, and Chen Weiran quickly stood up from his seat, "Mr. Zhan, no need."

The exhibition director pressed Chen Weiran on the seat again, "Xiao Chen, you are not only from the finance department, but you are also a friend of Mr. Zheng. If you come forward in such a matter, it is not a bag."

Chen Weiran took the water from Zhan Peng's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said cheerfully, "Okay, Mr. Zhan, I'll go. But Mr. Zhan, I have a request."

Mr. Zhan simply replied, "Any request is not a problem."

Chen Weiran said, "Tomorrow is the weekend and I will go back to my hometown with my son. I can't work overtime. If there is anything important on the project, Xiao Tang will do it for me first."

Although Zhanpeng is unwilling to give Chen Weiran a holiday at this time, but remembering that the matter in front of him is more important than the weekend, he has no choice but to agree.

Ever since meeting Zheng Xiaowu that day, Chen Weiran hasn't contacted him in the past few days.He knew that for Zheng Xiaowu, no matter how angry he was, it was only a matter of minutes, and he calmed down after a while, as if nothing had happened.Zheng Xiaowu seemed to be quite concerned about what happened five years ago, Chen Weiran felt that it might not be a good thing to calm down for a while.

The exhibition director personally sent a car to take Chen Weiran to the Zheng Group's residence.

The towering office building has a blue glass curtain wall and a unique geometric shape. The logo of "Zheng Group" stands on the roof.

Chen Weiran stood downstairs alone, compared with the office building of the Qingcheng branch where he was, he instantly lost his confidence.

After consulting the front desk and registering, Chen Weiran went straight to the office of the contract and legal department with the information of the marketing department.

The staff of the contract department looked at the materials Chen Weiran handed over, "The materials are almost complete."

Finally completed the task safely, Chen Weiran said with a smile, "Okay, if there is no problem, then I will go first."

"Wait, Mr. Chen, after all the documents are ready, you can go directly to Mr. Zheng to sign."

Chen Weiran wanted to run away a moment ago, but now he can only accept the documents obediently and walk towards the general manager's office at the top of Zheng's Building.

One person occupies one floor, does this guy know what frugality is?Chen Weiran looked at the luxurious decoration on the top floor, although he hadn't entered yet, he could already imagine the situation behind this door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Chen, do you have an appointment?" A young female secretary asked politely.

Chen Weiran said: "There is no appointment, the marketing department asked me to come to Mr. Zheng to sign."

The secretary smiled slightly, "Mr. Chen, it's like this, Mr. Zheng is not here."

Chen Weiran felt relieved, fortunately he was not there, "Okay, it's okay, I'll go back first."

Just as Chen Weiran was about to turn around, the female secretary spoke again, "Mr. Chen, is your name Chen Weiran?"

Chen Weiran nodded, a little puzzled.

The secretary smiled slightly, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment."

The secretary picked up the phone, skillfully pressed a long list of numbers, and then said a few words in a low voice.

Chen Weiran listened for a while, but what he was sure of was that the person on the other end of the phone was none other than Zheng Xiaowu.

Did Zheng Xiaowu take care of the secretary on purpose?How does he know I'm coming back today?Chen Weiran felt that he had fallen into a conspiracy.

The secretary hung up the phone, "Mr. Chen, it's like this. Mr. Zheng is in the hospital now, and it's not convenient for him to come back. Would you like to go to the VIP lounge first?"

Chen Weiran frowned slightly, "Is he sick?"

The secretary shook his head politely, "Sorry, Mr. Chen, this is Mr. Zheng's private matter."

Chen Weiran remembered that Chen Weiran mentioned that Mr. Zheng was ill that night. It seemed that he should have gone to the hospital to see Mr. Zheng.

Before leaving, Chen Weiran asked again, "Then can you tell me which hospital Mr. Zheng went to?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment, "Qingcheng No.1 civilian hospital."

When Lu Li received a call from Chen Weiran, he had just finished checking the room.Chen Weiran inquired about Mr. Zheng's situation on the phone.

Lu Li said that some time ago, their department did transfer a patient, and now he is in the top VIP ward of the hospital, but Lu Li is not in charge of him, so he is not very clear about some things, only knows the power of this patient It is very big, and the dean personally received it.

Although Chen Weiran didn't find out exactly, this is obviously the style of the Zheng family. Mr. Zheng started his business from nothing back then, and was well-known in the business world, and knew many people in both the military and political circles.

After arriving at the hospital, Chen Weiran didn't take the liberty to go straight to the VIP ward. He bought a fruit basket and a small pot of Clivia in the supermarket downstairs. The old man doesn't like flowers and prefers green plants. The only flower he likes is Clivia.Chen Weiran remembered that in Zheng's family back then, the old man raised the most Clivia.

Chen Weiran walked towards the VIP ward with the fruit in one hand and the beautifully packaged potted Clivia in the other.

Sure enough, under the guidance of the nurse, Chen Weiran came to Mr. Zheng's ward.

Chen Weiran stood at the door, through the glass window, Mr. Zheng was resting.

"Miss Nurse, how is my grandfather's illness?"

The nurse said softly, "The patient has a stroke and has congestion in the brain, and needs to be operated on in time."

Knowing the seriousness of the disease, Chen Weiran asked worriedly, "How is grandpa doing now?"

"The whole is not bad. Due to the congested nerves, the patient's speech function has not fully recovered, and the movement is not convenient."

Chen Weiran nodded, frowning tightly. Thinking of those days when he learned to play golf with his grandfather, he couldn't imagine that such a healthy old man would be as miserable as he is now. , what is the use of all this.

Chen Weiran pushed the door lightly and walked in. Mr. Zheng didn't sleep very peacefully. Chen Weiran put Clivia on the cupboard next to the old man's pillow, hoping that the green color would bring some joy to the old man.

Chen Weiran carefully covered the old man with a quilt, wondering in his heart, shouldn't Zheng Xiaowu be here?

Zheng Xiaowu received a call from his secretary and rushed back to the company after his grandfather fell asleep, wishing he could drive the car like a plane along the way.

But when he arrived at the company, he found out that Chen Weiran had already left. The secretary told him that Chen Weiran had asked him about the hospital before he left.

No need to guess, Chen Weiran must have gone to the hospital.

The two came back and forth, and just missed the meeting.

When Zheng Xiaowu rushed back to the hospital, he saw Clivia beside his grandfather's bed.

Yes, only people like Chen Weiran would give such a gift.

But only such a gift can truly make grandpa feel happy.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow weekend, Chen Weiran will bring Xie Xi back to his hometown.

Guess what Zheng Xiaogong will do if he can't find his wife and children?

A two-day farmhouse tour for a family of three is about to begin!

[Chen Weiran] What do you call a person like me?

[Zheng Dashao] It's your kind of person.

[Chen Weiran] What kind of person am I?

【Master Zheng】Okay, okay, my son is going to leave school, you go and cook.By the way, who am I in your eyes?

[Chen Weiran] What are you... Tsundere belly, black chicken feathers, violent... (a lot of words are omitted here)... Mensao fried chicken, narcissism and childishness

[Zheng Dashao] Chen Weiran, are you getting impatient? !

... [-] words are omitted here, ooxx...

After an hour:

Analysis: Why is no one cooking today?