Rebirth: The Wife Is Too Domineering

Chapter 176 Grandpa, are you scared? (More red envelopes added)

The servant directly invited the stranger to Yun Chu. The stranger took out sterilized needles and other things and said to Yun Chu in a businesslike tone: "Miss Third, please cooperate with me to draw blood."

"Drawing blood?" Yun Chu frowned, "Drawing blood for what?"

"Examination." The doctor replied coldly.

Yunchu turned around and said, "I'm not sick, no need for examination." He asked her to draw blood early in the morning and asked her to do some examination. This was strange to think about.

The doctor blocked her way and said expressionlessly: "Please cooperate."

"Third Miss..." The servant looked embarrassed and looked at her aggrievedly, as if if Yun Chu didn't cooperate, she would definitely end up miserable.

Yunchu understood. It seemed that the old man had given an order, asking them to draw his own blood for examination.

She looked at the unfamiliar doctor and the servant calmly, and then slowly said, "How much do you want to smoke?"

Seeing that she was finally willing to cooperate, the servant breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "Don't worry, Third Miss, we won't need a lot of blood. The master said it was just for a checkup."

"Okay." Yun Chu's heart was cold and his face was expressionless as he walked to the table and sat down, stretching out his hand.

The doctor took out the prepared needle. Yun Chu took a look at it and saw that the needle was very clean and similar to those used in hospitals. There should be no problems.

Soon, a small tube was filled with blood. After drawing the blood, Yun Chu felt no discomfort. The doctor just nodded to Yun Chu and left with the medicine box.

After he left, Yun Chu frowned and asked the servant, "Who is he?"

The servant replied: "Miss Third, I don't know very well. She was the one that Uncle He brought back just now. He said it was the master's order."

Yunchu said: "Does my brother know?"

The servant shook his head: "The doctor came after the young master left."

Yun Chu didn't understand. What kind of test did the old man want? It seemed that he was hiding it from Duan Qimo. If he wanted to check her mental problem, shouldn't he do a mental evaluation directly? Why did he need to draw her blood?

Or, just to check her physical problems?

Yun Chu felt that this was impossible. Her health was good or bad, and with the attitude that Mr. Duan had when he came back yesterday, it was strange that he would care about her health.

She felt that getting rid of the guardian could not be delayed any longer. She would rather move out of the Duan family than be at the mercy of others.

Yun Chu ate quickly and hurried to the hospital to apply for a mental evaluation. She originally thought that the mental evaluation should be simple, but she did not expect that the process and requirements of the evaluation would not be simple!

The doctor told her that the psychiatric identification work was not officially entrusted by the public security and judicial departments, and each identification unit could not conduct the identification without permission. This was easier to handle. If she needed to be entrusted, she could directly ask Duan Qimo to come forward, or find several people.

The person who can talk to the person above will be accommodating directly to the Public Security Bureau. The trouble is that the identification not only requires the company of her family members, but also requires complete medical records. She once lived in the UK before being sent back.

Domestic nursing homes, so are her medical records in the UK or in China? At least since her rebirth, she has never seen them. When she was fooling Bowen that day, she just casually said that there were a bunch of case certificates at home. In fact, she didn't even see them.

Never seen it.

It seems that I can only wait until I get home and ask Duan Qimo what her medical records are.

Yunchu didn't expect that identifying whether she has mental illness is so complicated. It not only requires so many things, but also requires so many processes. But she doesn't have much time. The old man said within a week, which means she only has a short week.

time.

Thinking of this, Yunchu couldn't help but feel anxious, and decided to start looking for entrusted work today. Who was there who could often deal with the police station and the judicial department? Yunchu thought about it, and it seemed that the only one was the mentor.

With this thought in mind, she took the car directly to Mr. Liao's home.

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An Cheng was very unhappy.

The company's personnel transfer today was a personnel transfer personally issued by Mr. Duan, who forcibly squeezed out his position and gave it to Yu Zhiwei!

Although he always complained that he had too much work, after all, he had been arranging everything beside the eldest master for the past five years. Mr. Duan's sudden return to the country directly gave his position to Yu Zhiwei, and he was

I was transferred to become the sales manager!

From special assistant to manager, it sounds like a promotion, but who doesn't know that a sales department manager is a thankless job? Let's not mention that the sales department depends on performance. A sales department manager like this has no real power at all.

, if the performance is not good, the first to suffer is the sales department!

An Cheng was so angry that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do. Who was Yu Zhiwei? She was Mr. Duan's most beloved granddaughter. His position was left in her hands, so he could only cry out for injustice.

Early this morning, when he moved out of the office of the President's Special Assistant, he still felt reluctant to leave...

I have been squeezed by the young master for so many years, and now I can finally get rid of it. Although the sales department is a thankless job, after all, I no longer need to be like an all-round machine, having to be a nanny, a driver, and a special agent.

Wouldn't it be nice to help or something?

But I still feel unhappy no matter what I think.

Damn it, I must have masochistic tendencies! He actually feels uncomfortable when he thinks about not having to serve the young master like a cow!

An Cheng bitterly hugged his belongings and left the special assistant's office.

"An Cheng, I'm sorry. I didn't know grandpa would arrange it like this. I'm really sorry." Yu Zhiwei chased him out and said goodbye to him apologetically.

It was difficult for An Cheng to show a calm expression to her now, so he could only say: "It's okay. The master arranged this because he naturally values ​​your ability, Miss Zhiwei. I believe you can do better than me."

Yu Zhiwei looked very guilty, "I hope you can adapt to the new working environment quickly."

Adapt, adapt! Go to the sales department and try it if you have the skills! An Cheng complained in his heart, with a forced smile on his face, "Don't worry, Miss Zhiwei, it's getting late, I'll leave first."

After that, he hugged his things and left directly.

Yu Zhiwei returned to the office. She looked at the other huge president's office connected to this office and smiled slowly.

Since Duan Qimo doesn't like to be disturbed while working, although the two offices are connected, they are separated by a tea room dedicated to him. The president's office is in the innermost place. This time, Mr. Duan did not go through the personnel transfer.

He did it himself, so for almost a whole morning, Duan Qimo didn't know that An Cheng had left.

It wasn't until the old man was given a brief report on the profit rate statistics and all business trends in the past few months that the old man was ready to leave.

"Grandpa, are you going back?" Yu Zhiwei saw Duan Qimo escorting Mr. Duan out and hurriedly greeted him.

Mr. Duan nodded gently, "With you in the company, I have almost nothing to do with you, so I won't stay and disturb your work. I'll go back first."

Duan Qimo walked beside Mr. Duan and saw Yu Zhiwei in the office. He couldn't help but frowned and asked her, "Where's An Cheng?"

Yu Zhiwei blinked: "Ah, An Cheng is in the sales department, does Brother Mo have anything to do with him?"

Duan Qimo's frown deepened, "Sales department?"

What does that guy do in the sales department?

Yu Zhi smiled and said directly: "Brother Mo, according to the personnel order this morning, An Cheng has been transferred to the sales department. From today on, I will take over An Cheng's work. Don't worry, although I have just returned to China, there are many things

I don’t know much about it, but I will definitely try my best.”

Hearing this, Duan Qimo narrowed his eyes, and his blue eyes instantly sank, "Who gave the personnel order, why didn't I know?"

"I did it." Mr. Duan said, "I asked Xiaowei to return to China just to help you. Before, you had always asked her to do things like a secretary. This too buried the major that Xiaowei had learned, so I did it.

Personnel Orders.”

Hearing Mr. Duan say this, Duan Qimo's angular lips slightly raised, revealing a smile, but the smile was as chilling as his cold eyes at the moment, "I didn't know that he was going to transfer me.

Special assistant, can you give orders directly without telling me?"

Mr. Duan's face darkened, "Do I need your approval if I want to issue personnel orders?"

"No." Duan Qimo said coldly: "Of course you can go directly, but please understand that the director, director, director, that is my assistant, and I have the right to ask who he is."

Mr. Duan looked directly at him without showing any signs of weakness, "As long as I am in this company, I have the right to make any transfer, including you."

"Grandpa! Brother Mo! Stop arguing!" Yu Zhiwei squeezed in between them, holding Mr. Duan's hand and saying, "Grandpa, Brother Mo is used to An Cheng being around to help. Now that An Cheng is gone

It’s just that I’m not used to it for a while, so don’t argue about this matter.”

Mr. Duan glanced at Duan Qimo coldly, "It's best this way." He glanced at Yu Zhiwei, then turned and left.

Yu Zhiwei quickly sent the old man away.

Duan Qimo stood there, looking indifferently at the direction where Mr. Duan left. An unconcealable storm danced in the depths of his eyes, which were as calm as the vast sea.

After Yu Zhiwei sent Mr. Duan off and returned to the office, she saw that Duan Qimo was no longer there, so she walked directly to the president's office and saw Duan Qimo sitting behind his desk, with a cold look on his brows.

"Brother Mo." Yu Zhiwei walked over, her sexy long hair clinging to her back. She looked intellectual and beautiful. She walked to the desk and asked sadly: "Are you worried that I'm not doing a good enough job?"

?If you give me time, I will adapt to all the work quickly."

"I don't need women in my office." Duan Qimo said coldly without raising his head.

Yu Zhiwei retorted, "Why? I don't think I'm inferior to men. I can do whatever An Cheng did before, as long as you give me this chance."

Hearing this, Duan Qimo suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "Do you really think you can do it?"

"Okay." Yu Zhiwei was firm, his tone full of confidence.

An unknown ridicule flashed past his eyes. Duan Qimo put down the document in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll give you a week for inspection. If you can't do what I ask for by then, no matter what grandpa said,

I don’t need any.”

Yu Zhiwei was slightly happy and said quickly: "I can definitely pass the test."

Duan Qimo was not looking at her. He glanced at his watch and said calmly: "There will be a meeting in fifteen minutes. You go and prepare all the materials and preparations now."

At first, Yu Zhiwei thought that he would deliberately create difficult problems for himself so that he could not complete the task. Unexpectedly, it was just the simplest task, and he immediately beamed with joy, "Okay, I'll go now."

Yu Zhiwei left happily.

After Yu Zhiwei left, the entire office became quiet. Duan Qimo glanced at the pile of documents placed on the table, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled little by little, and a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Grandpa, are you scared?

I can’t wait to break down my cronies in the company.

I really... can't keep my temper.

He smiled coldly, and a delicate and pretty face suddenly came to mind. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a touch of tenderness gradually appeared in his deep blue eyes.

Sure enough, his person looks more pleasing to the eye.

He didn't know what that girl was doing... After thinking about it, he raised his hand and dialed An Cheng's number directly without using the company's phone number.

An Cheng was in a daze all morning. He was wondering why the young master didn't come to him? Did he accept the old man's transfer in disguise? Did he really leave himself in the sales department?

The more An Cheng thought about it, the more miserable he became. He always felt that the past five years of being a bull and a horse were unreliable.

Just when he was feeling sad, Duan Qimo's call came. As soon as An Cheng heard the anxious ringtone he had specially set, he picked up the call without saying a word and cried for a while: "You finally remembered me... Young Master, why are you so young?"

You have been working as a cow for more than five years, you can't just leave me here and ignore me! After all, I have held a red line for you, been a driver, and even helped you chase the third lady, you just

If you abandon me like this, won't you have an uneasy conscience and won't you be condemned by your conscience?"

An Cheng said a lot in one breath.

Duan Qimo was silent for a moment, and then asked coldly: "Are you done?"

"...No, that's okay." An Cheng pointed weakly, "When will you take me back?"

Duan Qimo twitched his lips and said, "Now, get up here."

An Cheng's eyes lit up and he immediately became excited, "Can I go back now? Have you defeated the old man? Can I resume my position?!"

"No." Duan Qimo said sadly: "Come up and discuss the severance payment."

"..." An Cheng silently wiped away tears, "Master, I was wrong."

"Come up here quickly."

"I'll be right away!" An Cheng turned his grief and anger into motivation, immediately hung up the phone and rushed upstairs.

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Thank you for being my second uncle, xj-zhao, wheat pocket aq4e’s red envelope, 4,000 words have been added, ╭(╯3╰)╮