C119

The second day after leaving the Meng Clan happened to be the start of a week. Wen Zhizhi collected her emotions and adjusted her state of mind. Accompanying Wen Ziyu every day to attend the early morning enlightenment or rehabilitation training, trying to adjust the state of mind.

In short, Wenzhi took part in a lot of activities to pass the time, and at the same time got to know a lot of novice mothers at the Early Childhood Enlightenment Center, and began to have their own social circle.

At the same time, Meng Qingyang started to busy himself with his own business. He once again held the international market for the wineries that he had been busy with.

"Director Meng, today's trip is to discuss the plan of a studio at 8 am. At ten o'clock, you have an appointment with a European supplier. At twelve o'clock, you have a lunch meeting with the PR representative of the co-op. "

Early in the morning, Meng Qingyang stepped into the house under the sunlight and his secretary followed closely behind him.

Holding a laptop in his hand, he began to read about Meng Qingyang's day.

"In the afternoon, you will go to the region of the suburbs to inspect the situation. By the way, the marketing department's research report on whether or not to abandon the low-end market has been placed on your desk. "

The narration was completed in three minutes, and it was tiring to listen to it. However, when Meng Qingyang heard about these arrangements, his brows never wrinkled.

"In the evening, can the orders from the international department be updated on time?"

Meng Qingyang knew that, in any case, the studio's income represented a large share of the international market. This was also the item that he had to grab the moment he returned.

"The International Department says it can be updated at 8 o'clock. "But if it's like this, you won't have enough time to make a trip home." The assistant answered honestly. He remembered what the boss had said earlier, that he would make it possible for him to go home to his wife and daughter that night.

It was quite a romantic story. Their boss had chased after his wife for so long that their assistants had all heard of it. From the beginning the confession was rejected, and then accompanied the Lady Boss back to the village to recuperate, and then the ward proposal. The beautiful wife and the delicate girl were both in his arms.

All kinds of romance during this period of time, any one of them was enough to make the "infatuated with women" on the internet go crazy.

Especially since he had been asked by the boss to take his precious daughter to a private aristocratic hospital. The boss really doted on the Lady Boss and the little princess.

"Unfortunately, I haven't heard about the boss's wedding yet. However, it's possible that the boss has secretly gotten married and just didn't let us, the small fry, know about it. "

The assistant was multitasking. While Meng Qingyang was giving out the orders, the thoughts in his head were like a roller coaster, going up and down many times.

"Go to the design department and call the person in charge over. Or get a picture from his assistant. Previously, he said that the outer packaging of the wine boxes would have to be modified again. I want to see his revised version of the draft and the completed version. "

The assistant contacted the assistant in the design department with both hands while replying to the boss' instructions, "Yes, alright."

Meng Qingyang knew he had to do things step by step. These things were all arranged beforehand, and he had to accomplish either of them. Annoying, resisting, doing nothing would only result in a lack of income.

As a rich second-generation who started his own business, he had always been under a lot of pressure.

Before the meeting, he still had thirty minutes to spare. This precious time could be used to deal with the small matters that he needed to decide before going to the studio.

"Make me a cup of coffee later."

"Okay. Your hand-made coffee will be served later. " The secretary respectfully withdrew, and no one knew what gossip he had once again dug up in his mind.

The boss usually didn't drink coffee early in the morning. Once he ordered a cup, this situation would be equivalent to him drinking wine after work. It was basically a rather boring performance.

As he recalled the boss' calm demeanor after entering the office and hearing about the work arrangements, it could be seen that it was not the studio's fault that annoyed him.

The Secretary's guess was right. Meng Qingyang wasn't unhappy because of his tedious work.

He was troubled by the reaction of his parents after visiting his parents with Wen Zizhi and Wen Ziyu yesterday.

After the three of them left, Mama Meng sent Meng Qingyang a short message.

"Son, Zhizhi is a good child, and Ziyu is also very cute. "But your dad is still a bit stubborn. These two days he's been in a bad mood, so you and Zhizhi don't mind."

Meng Qingyang knew that his father wasn't in a good mood. The disgust he showed to Wen Zhizhi and Wen Ziyu was just too conspicuous.

But whose daughter would be so disdained by a parents-in-law?

If Father and Mother Wen found out what his father's attitude was, this marriage would be impossible.

Besides, he still didn't understand why his father hated Wen Ziyu.

From the moment he secretly sent a picture of Wen Ziyu to Mama Meng, Papa Meng had always been picky about her since he found out that she was a girl.

Was it necessary to be so rigid just to inherit the family business? Moreover, when he married Zhizhi in the future, it was not like he didn't want to have a second child.

"Second baby!"

When the word slipped through Meng Qingyang's heart, it gave him an inspiration.

Perhaps, he thought, he had found a way to convince his father.

It was already Wednesday night when Meng Qingyang finally had the chance to communicate with Wen Zhizhi. Coincidentally, Meng Qingyang didn't have much to do tonight, so he came home earlier than the previous two days. It just so happened that Wen Zhizhi had not rested yet.

"Zizhi, are you asleep?" Meng Qingyang lightly knocked on Wen Zhizhi's door. The nanny had just told him that Wen Zhizhi had just returned to her room.

Wen Zhizhi had indeed not been in her room for long. She had just finished her shower and was about to take care of her face mask.

Women love to be beautiful. Mommy Meng's young skin was a little bit provocative for Wen Zhizhi.

"Ah, Qingyang? It's here, it's here! I haven't slept yet. " Wen Zhizhi put down the mask box in her hand and went to open the door for Meng Qingyang.

"Qingyang, I thought you would come back very late today."

The room was lit up by the soft light. Wenzhi's rosy face and fragrant body after taking a bath reminded Meng Qingyang of the teeth marks on his shoulder that had yet to disappear.

"Ahem, I'm here to discuss business with Zhizhi. Meng Qingyang, you better be more serious." He warned himself over and over in his mind, trying to get rid of the pink fantasies.

"Zhizhi, I want to talk to you about something and see what you think."

Meng Qingyang went straight to the point. The appearance of this beauty bathing in front of him made him, who wanted to be a gentleman, only want to be able to finish the battle quickly.

"So serious, what's the matter?" Wen Zhizhi was a little curious. She couldn't imagine that other than Wen Ziyu and the marriage, there was no other major event.

"It was my dad's attitude before. It was really bad. I also sent you a screenshot of my mom's text message. "So, actually, my family really likes you and welcomes you. It's just that my father is a bit stubborn."

"But now I have a good idea. If you can support it, then my father will be easier to convince." After all, Meng Qingyang didn't have much confidence.