Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Office of the Chairman of Jingcai Company.

Zhong Guangqian handed over an A4 paper directly: "Fill this in." He raised his chest and looked at his watch, "Can you fill it out in ten minutes?"

Zhong Jiamu glanced at the paper and said hesitantly: "Dad, no, Chairman, I don't want to participate."

"Why?"

"I feel... I am not mature enough to join the company now."

"Others may not be mature enough, but you have no problem at all..." The phone rang, Zhong Guangqian picked it up and took a look, "I'll answer the call, you think about it first."

Three minutes later, Zhong Guangqian returned to the office and saw Zhong Jiamu still standing there. The registration form was blank without writing a word.

Zhong Jiamu felt a little guilty: "Dad, I'm sorry..."

Zhong Guangqian looked at Zhong Jiamu: "Have you thought about it? I know your level best. Normally communicating with people in the industry will not do any harm to people of your level."

Zhong Jiamu made up his mind, pushed the registration form on the table, and apologized again.

"Take the form back with you, think about it carefully, fill it out and put it in my mailbox before next Monday." Zhong Guangqian seemed to have something else to do, so he left in a hurry after explaining it.

Zhong Jiamu stood in the office for a while, holding the form and looking at it carefully, and finally sighed.

Glancing at the time, Zhong Jiamu thought to herself: She will be discharged from the hospital today, so she unconsciously walked towards the garage.

After arriving at the hospital, what Zhong Jiamu saw was Xi Changchang lazily walking out with his hands in his pockets...

Then……

When he saw his colleague who usually clung to him walking towards him with a large bouquet of flowers, he probably tripped because his eyes were blocked by the bouquet and almost collapsed on the spot.

Xi Changchang:......

It’s not the Chinese New Year, why are you giving such a big gift!

Fortunately, the colleague reacted quickly, adjusted himself and continued walking towards her.

During dinner time, people were coming and going in the girls' dormitory. Xi Changchang was a little confused as he stared at the gorgeous bouquet of perfume lilies in his hand.

The smell of the flowers wafted far away, and it was really not pleasant.

She stood at a distance and turned back before she even got close. She was not a fool, and she probably knew what her colleagues wanted to do by looking at the situation. There were too many people here, and she couldn't bear to be watched like that.

My colleagues probably realized it and followed suit. One after another, they arrived at a relatively remote location behind the dormitory building, next to a row of sorting trash cans.

After standing still, the little colleague said: "Classmate..."

"Huh?" Xi Changchang felt a little stupid because he deserved it, but he couldn't seem to find a better reaction.

"Here...this is for you!" said the colleague, holding the flowers in both hands and sending them forward.

Because he was holding flowers in both hands, he couldn't hold up the pair of glasses that were about to fall to the tip of his nose. But he could still see his majesty, solemnity and stability...

Xi Changchang was distracted for a moment, and suddenly thought of a very serious question: Is this little colleague... named Zhang or Li?

"Xi Changchang, Xi Changchang...this is for you..." he repeated and stretched the flower forward.

I remember, my surname is Zhang!

Xi Changchang took a deep breath, feeling a little headache.

We have seen this kind of scene too many times, and there is nothing new about it.

Before she could figure out what expression to make next, she was already grabbed by the collar and pulled to the side.

The other hand reached in front of her eyes and snatched the flower from the little colleague's hand.

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and his colleagues looked at him with red faces: "Hey!"

Zhong Jiamu held a flower in one hand and stood in front of Xi Changchang. His eyebrows were deeply in love, but the corner of his mouth held a smile.

At this moment, Xi Changchang didn't care about his collar and silently lifted his arms.

Today...it's a little cold for no reason...

I feel like I need to say something...

But what should I say?

"Lily." Zhong Jiamu opened his mouth, the end of his voice was a bit long, his head leaned back slightly, he glanced at Xi Changchang again, and said calmly, "Okay!"

The three fluttering words are like selenium in the heart.

Xi Changchang feels guilty for no reason... But why should she feel guilty?! She has a fiancé!

The next second, he returned to meet Zhong Jiamu's gaze. In the second they looked at each other, they exchanged a huge amount of information...

For a moment, Zhong Jiamu looked away and looked at the embarrassed little colleague: "Want to chase her?"

His tone was cold.

The young colleague was asked, and he was stuck for a long time before he scratched his head obediently: "Ah!" and then asked: "Isn't it possible?"

Xi Changchang said in his heart that I am still here. Ask him what is going on!

Zhong Jiamu did not answer directly, but glanced at Xi Changchang with his eyes, then returned to his face, and smiled evilly: "Okay, I will queue up behind."

The young colleague opened his mouth, but it seemed that he had not found his voice yet.

"Otherwise," the smile on Zhong Jiamu's face deepened, "you can also have a duel."

The final result was that the young colleague fled.

"Go home." Zhong Jiamu glared at Xi Changchang and ordered her, "Be more straightforward in the future."

"oh."

A night of silence.

The original purpose was to further communicate about future relationships between lonely urban men and women who did not know each other - in fact, it was to accompany friends to meet netizens.

Xi Changchang almost burst into tears. She, a creator of souls, accidentally made friends and was dragged into a bar.

Looking at the man and woman writhing wildly on the stage with faces of intoxication, and listening to the loud music, her face

Sitting at the table like a floppy rag. Jiaming next to him was having a lively conversation with the abstract-looking middle-aged man opposite him. The man's hairy hand was still on Jiaming's hand on the table.

Xi Changchang held orange juice in his hand and carefully observed Jiaming from head to toe several times, but he didn't notice a trace of impatience.

Is this man attractive? With this question in mind, Xi Changchang looked at the man whose online name was Chasing the Wind Boy again.

Well...the hair is very frizzy, the eyes are very delicate, the mouth is very bold, there are still blackheads scattered on the nose, and there are two obvious brushes in the nostrils.

Looking at Jiaming with a sweet face, Xi Changchang suddenly felt that she drank a little too much orange juice, and her stomach kept getting sour. She interrupted the two people who were flirting with each other: "Uh, I'm going to the bathroom."

The two people continued to hold hands and look into each other's eyes, completely ignoring them.

Xi Changchang touched his nose and walked out.

The business in Yedu is really good. I bumped into so many people along the way.

Just in sight, fresh air was about to hit my face. Suddenly, there was a hairy hand on my shoulder, and a breathy voice came from behind: "Hey, miss, let's have a drink together."

Xi Changchang was stiff for a moment, then turned around and refused directly: "No."

The man smelled of alcohol and smiled: "Hey, why don't you give me some face? Let's make friends." He led her inside with his hand.

Xi Changchang was in a panic. He grabbed the bar and refused sternly: "Let me go, I'm a serious person."

There was a burst of sneers and a lazy voice from the side: "You should be called an office worker here, right?"

Familiar voice, familiar accent.

Turning around, it turned out to be Zhong Jiamu. He was mixed in with a group of people of the same temperament, looking here with great interest. She almost shed a few tears and hurriedly greeted: "Classmate Zhong Jiamu, come here and help me."

I."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at the person holding her casually, and responded unhurriedly.

Question: "They just want to buy you a drink. Aren't you here just to drink?"

He refused to save anyone, a typical example of refusing to save him. Xi Changchang held on to the bar and glared at him fiercely. He smiled, turned around and said something unknown to the group of people, who burst into laughter.

Seeing that there was no threat, the man had already increased his strength to drag her. She was about to cry, thinking of many such reports in social news. Could it be that she, Xi Changchang, was going to be the talk of others on the bus tomorrow?

She kicked him, then let go while the man was in pain, turned around and ran away.

The man just drank a little wine and made a bet with the person next to him that he would treat a woman to a drink.

Jiu. Unexpectedly, he picked Xi Changchang, a rookie who had just left school and had never seen a battle.

He was kicked by her because she was delusional about being persecuted, and as she got drunker, she became a little angry. So she caught up with him in two or three steps, and her tone was a bit fierce: "Who are you kicking?" He was about to slap him down.

Xi Changchang's face turned pale as he watched the man raise his hand. Seeing that he was about to win the first spanking in his life, tears started to fall.

With tears in his eyes, the man's wrist was frozen in the air, and Zhong Jiamu's lazy voice came from behind him: "How dare you offend someone who is a serious person?" It was very sarcastic.

The man was still angry, so when he looked back, he saw a row of seven or eight young people standing idle. Knowing that he couldn't afford to offend them, he walked away.

Xi Changchang spent the rest of his life feeling deeply touched. He grabbed Zhong Jiamu's hand and shook it: "Thank you, thank you."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at Xi Changchang, who had brought disaster on his own, and kindly advised:

"You'd better not come here in the future." So as not to cause trouble for these people. Several people behind him who witnessed everything passing by also nodded in unison.

Having one more guest like this will cause trouble.

Sighing about the experience last night.

After getting off work in the evening, as soon as Xi Changchang walked to the door of Zhongjiamu's house, Jiaming rushed over and grabbed Xi Changchang and said happily: "Oh, my Xi Changchang, you are finally back. I will wait for you until tomorrow."

It’s all dark.”

Xi Changchang asked casually: "Why are you waiting for me?"

Jiaming couldn't wait to say: "I'll take you to the party! There's a big party tonight that will be really fun!"

"It's a party again?" Xi Changchang shook his head helplessly.

"What do you mean?"

Xi Changchang weakly held his forehead: "Today is not the weekend. I have to go to work tomorrow. It's too late to play and I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning. I've been late countless times this month. You go ahead, I won't go. Last time

It’s not because I went to the bar…”

"No!" Jiaming squinted his eyes and smiled, "You don't have to be excited even on weekends! It's so boring for you to stay at home. Besides, it's safer to follow me."

"How wonderful it would be if I took a comfortable bath at home, put on a facial mask, watched a movie or something, and then fell asleep. How can I be bored?"

Jiaming rolled his eyes: "You have completely turned into a homebody."

"What's wrong with being a stay-at-home girl?" Xi Changchang said seriously, "I've read a lot of books, I'm familiar with American dramas, British dramas, Korean dramas, Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, etc. I don't wear makeup, see the light, or have hair drying for a long time. I have good skin and good cooking skills.

, at least it’s edible, fresh and tasty, it can be talked about in new blockbusters, and it can make vulgar jokes. What’s wrong with it, you say?”

Jiaming stared at Xi Changchang dumbfounded, with an expression that said he was hopeless: "Oh my god, why do boring creatures like you exist in the world?"

Xi Changchang smiled and said: "Sorry, it's not a living thing, it's an advanced animal."

The beginning of Xi Changchang's nightmare. Jiaming is a very good nightclub person. She especially likes to have fun and loves to drag Xi Changchang to go with her. Because she accidentally drinks too much, in order not to sleep on the street, she can only drag Xi Changchang with her. At first, Xi Changchang thought there was nothing wrong with this, because she would not be so lonely if she had someone to accompany her. It would also be nice to go play with her after get off work occasionally. But as time went by, Xi Changchang felt a little bored because she really couldn't stand it. The deafening music in the nightclub. The last time she told Zhao Yining that Xi Changchang had never been to a bar was of course a lie. Xi Changchang didn't want Zhao Yining to think that she was a frivolous girl.

But in today's society, how many people have never been there? How could Xi Changchang have such a big imagination?

"It's about to start. Stop changing your shoes and come with me!" Jiaming quickly pulled Xi Changchang out of the house before she could refuse. He rushed to the parking garage and stuffed Xi Changchang into her car.

Stepping on the accelerator, the car rushed out like an arrow.

"Don't drive so fast, what are you so anxious about? My life is still very important." Xi Changchang sat in the passenger seat, holding the seat belt tightly, looking at Jiaming silently, with very resentful eyes.

Jiaming turned the steering wheel and said extremely excitedly: "Of course it's urgent! You don't know, tonight's party is different from usual. It is said that all the big-name DJs, handsome men and hot girls are coming. My buddy said that they rented a five-meter car

A ten-person bus has all the seats removed. Think about it, it would be so cool to listen to music, dance, drink and play games in the bus, with the perfect combination of electronic music, light and shadow, how cool it would be!"

Listening to Jiaming's vivid description, Xi Changchang had no interest at all and yawned lazily: "I just hope it can end quickly. I want to go home and sleep."

Jiaming's mouth twitched, and he was speechless to Xi Changchang.

The party started at eight o'clock. As soon as Xi Changchang walked into the bus, she was almost blinded by the anchor's laser. She looked around and saw that the party bus had a bar concentrated in the carriage, with a mixing station, LCD TV, and air conditioning.

All the bus seats have been converted into leather sofas, and the large glass on the bus allows you to enjoy the bustling lights of Shanghai at night. Fashionable men and women are drinking wine and wearing bull-head masks. This scene almost made Xi Changchang think he was dreaming.

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"Hey, Lele, you're here!" A fat man wearing sunglasses came over and greeted Jiaming and Xi Changchang.

"Fat man, long time no see. How are you doing lately?" Jiaming smiled and patted his shoulder.

The fat man smiled and said: "Not good, but of course it will be good to see you now."

"Tsk, tsk, your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter!" Jiaming leaned in front of him and said with a smile, "Who is coming tonight?"

The fat man quickly pulled Jiaming into the crowd and introduced them one by one. After a while, Jiaming blended in with them and started chatting, dancing, shaking hands, drinking, and having a great time.