Chapter 1670

Qin Huainian helplessly put on his glasses, "Mom, don't make fun of me!"

"Ha ha, make a joke!" Yao Wanjun chuckled, "Huainian, why are you so free tonight? You seldom come back at night as long as you arrive at the weekend?"

"The next weekend, if you want me to come back, I'll come back!" Qin Huainian said

Yao Wanjun nodded happily, "my son has grown up and is becoming more and more sensible! Since you are so filial, don't hurry up to solve your life's major issues? "

"Mom, you're here again!" Qin Huainian has a headache.

When I come back home, I can't escape this topic.

Yao Wanjun gave him a bad look and hummed, "your eldest brother is focused on training. He stays in the base all the year round, and I can't catch the shadow. I don't say who I am talking about."

"I'm not in a hurry," he said Yao Wanjun's eyes widened, and he began to cry, "are you still in a hurry? In Huainian, you are very old. Don't know how to work every day. You should let me pick up my grandchildren earlier. Otherwise, every time I get together with those ladies and talk about children, I can't participate! "

Then, suddenly, she asked, "what about the girl at the last party?"

Qinhuai New Year's expression.

Yao Wanjun said, "I think she's very good. She's good at culture and conversation. How are you doing?"

Yao Wanjun has a good impression on Hao Yan.

Before the party, she was not as enthusiastic about Yao Wanjun as other people, but not cold, just right, very comfortable.

Most importantly, when Qin Huainian introduced her, she was familiar with her tone. Especially when she was a fashion designer, her eyes behind the lenses also had a shallow look, glittering and glorious.

After two seconds of silence, Qin Huai said, "it's OK with us."

At least not now.

When Yao Wanjun heard this, he was disappointed and said, "well, that's a pity!"

She also thought that the two children would have follow-up development.

Now it seems that she was just looking for her partner, and the expectation in her heart was suddenly empty.

When Yao Wanjun was born with a second child, she was weak and left the root of the disease. She was afraid of the cold. After sitting outside for a short time, she couldn't stand it. She stood up with a teacup and said, "it's too cold at night. Let's go back to the house!"

Qin Huainian nodded, "Mom, go back first, I'll sit for a while!"

Yao Wanjun responded and took the lead in returning to the villa.

Qin Huainian was sitting on a bench with his back back back back and his jaw straight. He looked at the night sky with only one or two stars through the lens. He looked so lonely.

The next day, the Qin family.

When Qin Huai returned to the office after the morning meeting, he felt a fire in his throat.

In a few short steps, he felt his head was heavy.

After reporting the itinerary, Ren Wu observed that he was in a different state today and asked, "President Qin, are you sick?"

"Probably!" In the year of Qinhuai, the index finger was pressing the temple.

It's like a frog jumping there. Not only there, but also there's some pain.

It should be that after chatting with mother Qin in the yard last night, I stayed too long, and the night wind was cold.

Ren Wu was concerned, "is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital? "

Qin Huainian picked up a pile of documents which were piled into a small mountain, shook his head and said, "well, there is a lot of work today. Just take two pills!"

Ren Wu nodded and bowed respectfully.

Time goes by quickly in the busy work.

I didn't know that the sun was inches short.

In the president's office, Qin Huainian, who just finished the overseas video conference, still sits at his desk writing hard.

Ren Wu and Irene, the first special assistant, as his most effective left and right hands, are standing at the desk.

Irene looked at the lunch box on the table at noon. She didn't even open the lid of the box. The boss didn't touch it when she came in at night.

She could not help persuading and saying, "Mr. Qin, you are still sick! Although I have taken medicine, if I don't eat like this, I will not only stimulate my stomach, but also make my body have no resistance. It's not easy to get better! "

It seems to have been like this for a long time.

When the boss is ill all his life, he is just like a child. He doesn't like eating, which breaks his heart.

"Nothing!" Qin Huainian Dao.

Irene brought the food in her hand and opened it expectantly. "President Qin, these are the two combos you just bought. Which do you like?"

Qin Huainian just glanced at the eyes, "no appetite!"

Irene was in a hurry. "What would you like to eat?"

Qin Huai year pondered for a moment, "white porridge."

"Porridge?" Irene was shocked, and then she said with a sigh of relief, "this is easy. There are many porridge shops near the company. If you want to eat it, I'll arrange someone to buy it now!"

Qin Huai years but frown again, "forget it, the outside is not the same!"

Irene: "..."

Ren Wuwen Yan, who is taking the iPad to record his work, immediately asks, "President Qin, why don't I call Miss Hao Yan to see if she has time to help with a copy?"

Once before, Hao Yan came with a thermos lunch box.

After the event, Ren Wu secretly saw that it seemed to contain ordinary porridge. His boss was very happy with it.

This time, the year of Qinhuai did not make a sound.

Renwu will understand in a second.

He took the iPad and went out with his mobile phone. "President Qin, I'm going to make a phone call!"

Ren Wu is fast-paced. When he leaves the office, he wants to call the rest area in the corner.

When passing the elevator, it happened that a famous beautiful woman with beautiful temperament walked out.

Ren Wu nodded, "how are you, Miss Zhuang!"

Zhuang Qintong's appearance every time is very elegant and dignified.

It's just like luxury goods placed in high-end counters, so people can see her valuable.

Zhuang Qintong raised his hand and asked with a long smile, tucked in his face, "how about general manager Qin, Ren Zhu?"

Ren wuhui said, "President Qin is in the office. I have an urgent call to make. I can't help you to report it. Go to find the Secretary..."

Zhuang Qintong nodded with understanding, "it doesn't matter, you are busy!"

Ren Wu took his cell phone and left quickly.

Zhuang Qintong then carried his handbag and meandered to the Secretary's office. When he arrived at the door, he happened to hear the conversation of the female secretary inside. "Sister Irene, is there anything that Mr. Qin likes to eat just now? If not, would you like to try Italian and Cantonese food again? I think it's impossible to buy all kinds of food! Qin Zong is ill. He must eat! "

"No, Mr. Qin said he had no appetite. He just wanted to have some porridge!"

"Oh, oh..."

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When Zhuang Qintong heard this, his steps stopped. Instead of going inside, she turned around and took out her cell phone.