Chapter 387

Speaking of this, she has already seen that it is not Ji Zhengting, but Zhou Shaojing.

"Why are you?" She asked.

"I'll come and get a glass of water." Zhou Shaojing raised the cup in his hand.

Song Qingcheng only thought that he was really here to pour water. "The kettle is over there. The water just boiled may be a little hot." She glanced over the boiling water.

With that, she continued to cut her own fruit.

"Qingcheng, you didn't go home for Chinese new year this year. What did you say to your family?" Zhou Shaojing did not go to pour water, but stood still.

Song Qingcheng while making fruit, while talking to him, "how to say is my business, don't need you to worry about."

Her tone was flat and there was no feeling of antipathy against him.

Zhou Shaojing frowned, "but when I visited your grandmother the day before yesterday, she asked me..."

Song Qingcheng looked up at him and said, "what did you say?"

It's obviously a little nervous to ask this again.

"So I asked you what you said." Zhou Shaojing had a funny smile.

Song Qingcheng realized that Zhou Shaojing had a purpose. "My mother knows about me and Ji Zhengting, and she knows that I'm here for the new year."

"But your father and your grandmother don't seem to know?" Zhou Shaojing directly broke the point.

"Zhou Shaojing, I'll say it again. It's my own business. It has nothing to do with you." It's a reminder and a warning.

Zhou Shaojing sneered, "Qingcheng, you see I've helped you so much at risk. If you're still so ruthless, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"What do you want to do?" Song Qingcheng face a cold, heart suddenly have a bad feeling.

"To tell you the truth, the developer of the land you live in now is the real estate developer under the name of Ji Zhengting. Now I help him do some trivial things over there. However, the land will be officially started next year, and I want to be the person in charge of the construction over there. It shouldn't be difficult for you to talk about this trivial matter casually on the face of Ji Zhengting?" What Zhou Shaojing said is quite relaxed.

Song Qingcheng looked down at him, "it's really not difficult, but I won't help you to say."

The tone was firm.

Zhou Shaojing, with a cold face, snorted, "then you can wait for people to see jokes tomorrow."

After that, he wants to go.

"Zhou Shaojing, what do you want to do?" Song Qingcheng steps in front of him and stares at him coldly.

In fact, she didn't expect that Zhou Shaojing would do anything.

"If your father, who can't support you, and your grandmother, who regards money as her life, know that you have married the youngest and richest man in Asia What do you think will happen? " Zhou Shaojing had a sarcastic smile on his face.

As a result, there is no doubt that it is a big fight.

"Zhou Shaojing, dare you!" Song Qingcheng clenched her teeth.

"Dare you, let's go!" Zhou Shaojing smiles smugly, then turns around and leaves.

Song Qingcheng clasped her hands in her palm and bit her teeth, "wait a minute!"

Zhou Shaojing raised his hand to open the door. Lips, up.

"I'll try that. But can it be... "

"As long as you want it to be, I believe it will be." Zhou Shaojing interrupted her directly, showing a sly smile.

If she hadn't said those words in front of Ji Zhengting that night, maybe Ji Zhengting had agreed to give him the responsibility of that piece of land. It was song Qingcheng who asked for it.

Song Qingcheng stood in a daze. She didn't know how or when Zhou Shaojing left. Until another person came in, she would come back to herself.

It's Ji Zhengting who came in this time.

"How can I cut a fruit and still be in a daze?" As soon as Ji Zhengting came in, he saw her in a trance.

"Oh, something happened." Song Qingcheng picked up the fruit and began to cut it. However, the mind has already disappeared.

"What's the matter?" He also came to help her wash the fruit.

Song Qingcheng looks at him.

Usually used to his suit straight, a shopping elite, overbearing president of the high cold gas field, did not expect to go into the kitchen, do housework, actually did not violate the slightest.

In general, no matter where he goes or what he is doing, a person with charm and aura will never affect his original temperament.

She drew back her eyes and began to answer his question, "your mother is very kind to me this afternoon. He also asked me about your job arrangement for Zhou Shaojing... "

Ji Zhengting washed the hand of fruit to pause slightly, but return to normal very quickly, "how do you say that?"

"I didn't dare to tell you the truth, but I tried to change direction, but your mother didn't seem very happy..." At this point, she pause, "how to say, it is not unhappy, may be worried about Jiling pregnant, want to coax her happy."

Song Qingcheng couldn't think of any better way to mention it to him. It happened that the stepmother did inquire about it this afternoon. She could only use it to say.She knew very well that if she didn't help Zhou Shaojing do it well, Zhou Shaojing would be able to do everything. At present, my aunt and my cousin are both here. If something goes wrong, she will not be told a joke. The most important thing is, how can she stay in this family in the future?

Therefore, when Zhou Shaojing is perfunctory this time, she must find time to tell her family about it. Otherwise, Zhou Shaojing will only hold on to it all the time. At that time, won't she be in a passive position!

"There are some changes in this matter." Ji Zhengting said.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Zhengting took out the washed fruit and put it in the basket. Then he said to her, "today, I received a phone call. The person who was originally in charge of the new year's new project was temporarily unable to come here. But for a while and a half, I can't find a more suitable person, so I may really have to give it to Zhou Shaojing to take charge for a while."

Song Qingcheng suddenly felt that a stone was pressing on his chest, and suddenly disappeared. She never thought that there would be such a coincidence, and that it would be so easy to solve.

"Did Zhou Shaojing come in just now?" Ji Zhengting didn't think so and asked.

"Oh, he came in to pour the water." Song Qingcheng continued to cut fruit, worried about what he would see.

Ji Zhengting didn't ask much, but turned the topic aside. "I think it's almost done. Don't be busy."

"There are so many people that we have to be more incisive. You help me to take out these two portions for everyone to eat first, and I'll cut another plate. " Song Qingcheng gave him two plates of cut fruit.

Ji Zhengting looked at the two pieces of fruit she handed over. Some of them wanted to cry without tears. In front of her, I turned into a waiter every second.

"Why not?" Song Qingcheng saw that he didn't go on soon, so he deliberately said, "Oh, I forget that Mr. Ji is the president. How can he do such a service?"