Chapter 430

Song's mother didn't think much about it. "Hey, it's OK. I knocked my head when I was at work. People took care of me and let me have a rest at home for two days."

The injury on his forehead has not yet subsided. His daughter must have seen it, and his mother did not hide it.

Seeing his mother's concealment, song Qingcheng felt more distressed and worried, "Mom, you'd better not go to work. You see, you've only been away for a few days, and you've hurt yourself like this. How can you make me feel at ease? "

"It's just a touch. Don't make a fuss. Look at mom. Isn't that good? " Song's mother patted her arm and said she was fine.

It's really nothing, but sometimes I feel dizzy in the forehead, but after a day's rest, it's much better.

"All in all, I strongly disapprove of your going out to work." Song Qingcheng is not good at persuading too much, but can only show his attitude.

"Come on, mom is not seventy-eight. She's at home all day and she's bored. It's better to go out and do something easy."

Song Qingcheng said nothing more.

"Now that I'm back, I'll have dinner at home. You go to see your sister and I'll cook for you. "

"No, I'll do it."

"It's OK. Don't look down on your mother."

Song Qingcheng couldn't beat this stubborn mother all the time. With a sigh, it's up to my mother.

……

After dinner, song Qingcheng's phone rang in his bag. Take it out, it's Ji Zhengting. At this point, he should be home.

Oh, no, she forgot to tell her family.

"Hello." She picked up the phone and got ready for training.

"Where is it?" His voice came from the phone.

"I'm with my mother. My mom got hurt at work. I'll come back and have a look. "

"Very serious?"

"It's not serious. It's just that the brain is still a little swollen."

"I'll come and see tomorrow."

Song Qingcheng wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, they changed, "that I'm not going back tonight. "

"No way!" As soon as he came back, he wanted him to keep the empty room alone!

"Now there is no car to go back..."

"I'll pick you up in a minute." He interrupted her directly.

Song Qingcheng is annoyed. Should his excuse be worse? Can only continue to make excuses, "but I still don't trust my mother."

Actually, it's not an excuse. She's a little worried.

“……”

On the phone, there was no sound for a long time. She thought it was a broken line. She took the phone and looked at it. It was still in normal conversation. This man is probably angry again.

She looked into the room, lowered her voice and said, "don't be angry. I'm not feeling well now."

"What's wrong?"

He asked!

"It's not comfortable anywhere." Song Qingcheng's stuffy way back.

On the other end of the phone, the man chuckled, "let you go tonight."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ji." Song Qingcheng keeps her mouth open.

"Make it up next time."

“……”

This man has no restraint at all!

……

Since Zhou Shaojing quarreled with Ji Ling and her mobile phone was dropped by Ji Ling, he didn't go to match a new one, nor did he take the initiative to contact Ji Ling. Instead, he spent two days and two nights in a nightclub.

"How are you doing, Mr. Zhou?" In the magnificent private room, a middle-aged man with a big stomach came over with a cigar in his mouth.

Sitting on the sofa, holding a beautiful woman in one hand, Zhou Shaojing is half drunk and half awake. When he saw the visitors coming, he said with a smile, "if you have Mr. Yang's warm hospitality, you will enjoy it."

President Yang waved, and several women stood up and retreated. Mr. Yang took a glass of wine and sat down beside Zhou Shaojing. "Mr. Zhou, the construction of Ji Zhengting's project is about to start now. When can I get what you promised me?"

Zhou Shaojing took a sip of the wine and cocked his legs. It's rare for him to be the boss for a while. "Mr. Yang, don't worry, I have mastered Ji Zhengting's email password; as long as the British side sends the design drawings, I will intercept them for the first time."

Yang's eyes brightened. "As far as I know, the design drawings will be sent in these two days. You should be careful."

"Are you sure it's these two days?" If so, he has to go to the mobile phone to match, these two days did not monitor what happened in jizhengting room.

"It's safe." President Yang is very sure.

"Please, Mr. Yang, get 50 million ready. I'm ready to take the money at any time." Zhou Shaojing hopes to see it better and better. Now he still has the password of Ji Zhengting's email. After a long time, if he changes the password, he will have to work hard again.

The most important thing is that he can't wait to get a huge sum of money, and then he can kick off Ji Ling. He doesn't have to humble himself to please that smelly bitch, and he doesn't have to look at the face of his stepmother.Yang zongshuang quickly said: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry. As long as you get the drawings, 50 million yuan will be paid into your account. Moreover, Mr. Zhou will be a pillar of our company in the future."

"Let's celebrate our happy cooperation first." Zhou Shaojing holds a cup to general manager Yang.

"Good!"

After two people clink a cup, drink the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Next, Zhou Shaojing was surrounded by beautiful women. There are all kinds of sexy and charming beauties, and they serve him well, so that he can enjoy the pleasure of lust, immortality, lust and death under the beauty skirt for the first time.

……

The next day.

Ji Zhengting arrived at Song's home at noon. Song Qingcheng met him at the door ahead of time. Although I haven't seen you for only one night, I still feel like three months after we met.

Especially after having that more intimate relationship, the dependence and attachment in my heart are deeply rooted in my heart.

Ji Zhengting took a lot of things out of the car. When he saw her standing there, he said to her, "Mrs. Ji, please come and help me get some things."

Song Qingcheng looked at the room in a hurry. Fortunately, his father and grandmother were not here today, and his mother was also busy cooking. Otherwise, it would be bad if they were heard.

But why did he buy so many things? Can money really be willful?!

"What are you doing? Don't you want any money for these things? " Song Qingcheng looked at several gift boxes in the place.

"It's not a good time to visit empty handed for the first time?" When she let go and let herself come, he certainly came prepared.

"But I'm afraid it's going to disappoint you. " Song Qingcheng is a little sorry, should tell him in advance, father and grandmother are not at home today.

“…… Are you going to drive me back? " Ji Zhengting looks innocent.

Song Qingcheng was amused by him, "of course not to rush you back, that is, my father and my grandmother had something to do this morning."