At the beginning of July, because of "smoke" from the raw material warehouse of Baide Equipment, Jiang's eight overseas orders were postponed by six, and Jiang's family was not settled, but one after another.
On the second day, Xu Jiuru invited several directors from the Jiang family branch to the house. All the directors of the Jiang family arrived except for Jiang Zhi, the general manager of the Jiang family.
"Our goods could not be shipped. The overseas hospitals cancelled follow-up orders and demanded compensation from Jiang according to the contract."
It was the cousin of the late grandfather Jiang.
Xu Jiuru sat in the main seat: "Where is the cooperation behind?"
Nephew Jiang Jiatang shook his head: "I got news, their first choice is Lu."
Originally thought that Lu's loss of Patek's right arm would definitely hurt his vitality, but he didn't expect that the Jiang family would be thankful in the end.
Things are strange, not right.
Xu Jiuru ordered: "Go and check, who is supplying the Lu family."
The structure of Jianglu and Lu has changed drastically, and the imperial capital business community is surging. Looking at Jiang Zhi, the past few days have been leisurely, making movies to accompany his girlfriend, sitting and watching Jiang's jump up and down.
"Flight number 6."
Qiao Nanchu is on the phone.
Jiang Zhi flew to M country on the 6th, aiming at the 15% of Jiang's shares in foreign-funded enterprises.
Qiao Nanchu asked him if he wanted to accompany him. JC has a lot of negotiators.
"No, I'll go alone."
At this moment, Zhou Xufang came out of the bathroom frowning.
"Hang up first." Jiang Zhi hung up, "What's wrong, Fangbao?"
"I want to vomit."
Zhou Xufang has been pregnant for two months, and she has started to experience pregnancy reactions-morning sickness, especially when brushing her teeth.
Because she always wanted to vomit these days, and her appetite was not very good, Jiang Zhi couldn't worry: "I'll call the doctor."
Jiang Zhi recently contacted the obstetrician and gynecologist very frequently. Zhou Xufang was embarrassed to bother other doctors: "No need to fight, it is a normal morning sickness reaction, ideally, I will vomit after two months."
Jiang Zhi touched her face, as if losing weight: "Is it uncomfortable?"
"Okay."
"What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Zhou Xufang shook his head, not wanting to eat anything: "Aren't you going to the studio today?"
She feels uncomfortable, he doesn't have the thought to go out: "I won't go, stay with you at home."
"You are a director, you can't skip work."
She has a serious tone, like a leader.
Why is it different from what Yao Tourxi said? Yao Tourxi said that pregnant women are sensitive and fragile, they should be more accustomed to pets, and they must be compliant with every step, but when you are here in Zhou Xufang, don’t be used to pets. Turnip also felt guilty for a long time, saying that he was tired and suffering him.
"Don't worry about you." Jiang Zhi wanted to accompany her at home, "You have a bad appetite recently."
Zhou Xufang has steel-like willpower: "Pregnant women are like this, it will be fine after a while, you don't have to worry about me, don't worry about working hard for your career."
Jiang Zhi, who doesn't want to work hard at all, just wants to stick to his girlfriend: "..."
At this time, someone knocked on the door.
Jiang Zhi went to open the door, but Lin Qiunan and Wen Baiyang came together.
Zhou Xufang was very happy: "Why are you here together."
Lin Qiunan brought it into the house in big and small bags: "I met on the road."
Both she and Wen Baiyang came to bring food.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhi went to the studio and called Zhou Xufang almost every half an hour. Deputy Director Zhao didn't have the guts to eavesdrop, but he looked from a distance and felt that Director Jiang was proud of the recent spring breeze.
"Director Jiang," Jiang Zhi touched the phone again during the break, and Deputy Director Zhao couldn't help but teased, "Who should I call? You play so often."
Jiang Zhi pressed the one button: "My wife."
Deputy Director Zhao: "..."
Isn't your wife torn up? He didn't know, he didn't dare to ask.
This is Jiang Zhi’s fifth phone call within two hours of going out, asking her if she is uncomfortable, bored, if she wants to eat, if she wants him, or if she wants to accompany her...
I actually asked about it during the fourth call.
Zhou Xufang would not be impatient, and answered happily.
"Xu Fang, answer the phone with grandma."
"Oh."
Zhou Xufang called Lin Qiunan.
Jiang Zhi spoke first: "Grandma."
"Huh?" Lin Qiunan was taken aback for a moment.
His tone was not very intimate, but he was naturally more casual than before: "Xu Fang is not very comfortable. Can you accompany her at home? I don't worry about her."
Lin Qiunan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly: "Okay."
"Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qiunan was stunned for a long time: "Jiang Zhi just called me grandma."
Well, Zhou Xufang heard it too.
This was the first time Jiang Zhi called Grandma Lin Qiunan, and it was natural that he didn't deliberately do it.
"Xu Fang, can you touch your belly?"
Zhou Xufang nodded blankly.
Lin Qiunan carefully stretched out her hand, covering Xu Fang's lower abdomen around her body: "My dear grandson, I am a great grandmother." The old man whispered softly. There was a smile on her face but tears in her eyes, "Your great grandmother. I’m getting older and I don’t know how long I can live. You have to remember your great-grandmother’s voice."
Zhou Xufang was very sad: "Grandma, you will live a long life."
Lin Qiunan just smiled, did not speak.
On July 6, Jiang Zhifei flew to Country M and returned the next day.
On July 8, Jiang's anniversary.