Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

The person who appeared outside was Zhang Jiayu.

But compared to her, what attracted Qingqing even more was the thermal box she held in her hand.

She can smell the aroma of food.

The hungry Qingqing immediately took over the insulation box in Zhang Jiayu's hand graciously, and ran to the coffee table to sit down, and put out several layers of insulation boxes one by one.

Three dishes and one soup, plus a large box of white-skin noodles, it is very fragrant.

There are almost a dozen sheets of noodles, and the portion of the dishes is quite sufficient. At first glance, I know that Zhang Jiayu has prepared two portions.

This is not the point, the point is that these are all dishes made by Zhang Jiayu himself!

Qingqing picked up a piece of cake, put some of each dish with chopsticks, wrapped it up and stuffed it in his mouth, almost swallowing his tongue.

It's so delicious, you know it must be Chef Zhang's masterpiece by Yipin.

"Today your family is Chef Zhang cooking, so happy." Qing Qing held her cheeks with envy.

"No, it's my daughter's turn to cook today, just knowing that you finally showed up in the company alive, my family made a special meal and delivered it."

Zhang Jiayu sat down opposite Qingqing and also picked up a piece of cake to eat.

"Hehe, I know I know that Sister Zhang is the best to others." Qingqing smiled and acted like a baby.

She knew in her heart that if Zhang Jiayu specifically called home and asked her husband to prepare meals for the two of them, it would be impossible for her husband to know about her coming to the company.

Zhang Jiayu's family is different from most families.

It may be because of the origin of the family. The husband she later found was very soft-tempered, and the husband and wife reached a consensus that the man should lead the inside and the woman should lead the outside.

That is, Zhang Jiayu makes money to support the family, and her husband takes care of the children and the housework at home.

The couple's relationship is very good. In the part of Qingqing's recovery, there is the memory of Zhang Jiayu's family. She has always envied their love.

It can be said that this is a story in which two people heal each other, and it is as romantic as a novel.

But these have nothing to do with Qingqing. What impressed her even more was the good craftsmanship of Zhang Jiayu's husband.

That's really comparable to the God of Cooking, even the simplest egg fried rice can be better than a five-star chef.

In fact, he is still a food blogger. He does not leave the house and earns a lot of money every year, so he does not rely solely on his wife to support his family.

After Qingqing and Zhang Jiayu co-founded a company, what they liked most was to find excuses to eat and drink.

After the children became older and her husband was too busy to see people all day, she

Rarely eat at home.

Either eating in the company restaurant alone or ordering takeaway, so deserted that even Zhang Jiayu can't stand it.

So occasionally she is too busy to go back to work, she will ask the family to cook more food and bring it in, just to be able to accompany Qingqing to eat together, it can be regarded as a companion.

By the way, this woman can also be tempted to come to the company to work more, so as to save a day of missing her wrist. This time she has no one to see for a year, and she does not know how much work was lost.

In fact, Zhang Jiayu understands that the company Qingqing invests in is not only hers, but among them, she has done the most and developed the best. Only Qingyu has learned the most about her.

As long as other companies don't lose too much, she basically won't intervene in the management of the company, just holding shares and waiting for dividends.

It is precisely because of Gu Qingqing's attitude of ‘trust’ that many project people who are desperate for investment are particularly eager for her investment.

Only Zhang Jiayu, Qingqing's former opponent, knew that this guy was essentially lazy.

She only pays money and is too lazy to take care of so many things.

Is it not fragrant to travel and shop with this leisure time?

It is a pity that Zhang Jiayu is still the same as before.

Therefore, when other project people are happy with the investors with the investment money, Zhang Jiayu deliberately finds various ways to let Qingqing come to work in the company, so that she can care about the company.

There are personal factors and reasons for company development.

The people who are happy about Gu Qingqing's projects are all idiots.

They can only see that their projects get the investment, and they can all rely on their own planning to develop. They don't need to listen to the annoying investors' gesticulations, but they don't see the investors' ability to work in addition to money.

The most important thing is the network!

How strong is the network of a wealthy and wealthy lady born?

Zhang Jiayu can cite countless practical examples here, the simplest of which is the positioning of their company's customer groups.

Qingyu Group's main clothing is convenient, and its subsidiaries include ready-made clothing sales, fabric production, high-end customization, and even sericulture bases.

I almost contracted the "life" of a piece of clothing without leaving the outsourcer with the slightest bit of soup.

Their company has been taking the mid-to-high end route since its establishment.

The clothes sold are already a big luxury brand in the eyes of the public, and they are also very popular in the world, and they are the first choice of countless celebrities.

And these achievements, half of the reasons are achieved by relying on the contacts behind Gu Qingqing.

And by the name of Gu Qingqing,

They also caught up with the Fu Group and the Gu Group, and with the help of the two major groups, they developed rapidly and became one of the most successful companies that Gu Qingqing received investment!

In a loss of consciousness, Zhang Jiayu suddenly noticed the obvious reduction of meat dishes on the table.

She looked back suddenly and saw that Qingqing's mouth was greasy, and she didn't know which cake had been eaten.

"Can't you save me some meat?"

She hurriedly joined the food war, saving a bunch of vegetables and no meat.

After eating, Qingqing was not in a hurry to go to work. Instead, he took a pillow from the sofa and hugged it in his arms, looking at Zhang Jiayu who was still eating slowly.

"Are there any major events in the company recently?"

The company that has taken heart is different. Qingqing won't even ask more questions when it comes to other companies.

"Fortunately, the company has developed normally in the past two years, and its profit has increased by 54.3 compared to previous years..."

While eating slowly, Zhang Jiayu gave a detailed report on the company's current situation and Qingqing.

In fact, there are a lot of data in it, Qingqing can see from the pile of official documents waiting to be reviewed.

However, these are only scattered data, and Zhang Jiayu's report is absolutely not comprehensive.

Time flies quickly between one question and one answer, and after Qingqing has almost learned about his absence, the internal and external affairs of the company, it is not early.

As it happened, a mobile phone ringing rang.

It's not Qingqing's, but Zhang Jiayu's.

Her little daughter called and asked when she could go home. She missed her mother.

Zhang Jiayu is two years older than Qingqing, but the age of their children is almost a fault.

After marriage, she and her husband had two daughters and one son. The eldest daughter had just finished the college entrance examination and had not yet gone to college, and the youngest daughter had only entered the fifth grade of elementary school.

And Qingqing’s sons are married, and they don’t have to wait for next year to be able to hold their grandchildren or granddaughters.

"Your child is so good."

Listening to Zhang Jiayu's warm conversation with her little daughter, Qingqing couldn't help but envy: "If only I could have a daughter back then."

The two stinky boys didn't get close to her at all before, and now they know they respect their old mother, but because of their old age, it's hard to get too close to her.

It was mainly Fu Heng staring at the side. The sons didn't dare to get close to their mother.

"Don't you already have a girl."

Zhang Jiayu knew that Qingqing had raised a daughter outside.

This is a bit ambiguous, but it's really just a literal meaning.

"My daughter is also good, it's not like going out to study and staying in front of me, a little panicky."

And her daughter-in-law will soon become a daughter-in-law, Qingqing didn't say this sentence, because she couldn't say too absolutely about things that were not completely certain.

It's not that she doesn't trust the relationship between the two children, but that it is impossible to keep a "just in case" in everything.

Zhang Jiayu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said unceremoniously: "I think you are too idle. If you come to the company for more work, you won't think about it."

After I finished speaking, I thought that Qingqing would push three things for laziness as before. Unexpectedly, she tilted her head to think, and readily agreed.

"It's okay." Qingqing said: "I really have nothing to do at home anyway."

It's boring to travel with no one to accompany her, and she is not completely ill now, and her family will definitely not let her go. She has lost interest in shopping and doesn't want to buy.

Other ways to kill time For various reasons, she doesn't want to do it too much. It is more motivated to think about it or come to the company to do business.

Her life was decidedly empty and terribly empty.

Zhang Jiayu was right, she had to get busy so that she wouldn't think about it.

Zhang Jiayu packed up and prepared to leave. Looking at her back, Qingqing suddenly stopped her: "Jiayu."

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Jiayu paused and turned to ask.

"You just..." What happened to Fu Heng who had a son outside?

Intuitively this question is not easy to get the answer from outsiders. Qingqing didn't mention it, but hurriedly changed the subject, asking another irrelevant question: "Do you know anyone I have offended before?"

Her social circle, except for her relatives, is these friends.

Qingqing, whose memory had not fully recovered, wanted to find out about himself, so he could only start with them.

After asking, Qingqing didn’t expect to get any answers. He didn’t expect Zhang Jiayu to subconsciously blurt out after hearing her question, “Are you asking about your last car accident?”

Even if the Fu Group suppresses the news, as a senior company close to Gu Qingqing, it is impossible for Zhang Jiayu to fail to receive any internal information.

For this reason, she called Qingqing to come back to work after suffering for so long.

Because she was afraid to disturb her cultivation.

"What do you know?" Qing Qing said with a serious expression.

"I don't know much, much less." Zhang Jiayu shook his head and told Qingqing what he only knew: "That car accident was not an accident. Even the driver who went to jail was responsible for collecting money."

"Is that driver the real murderer?" Qingqing was surprised.

"No, he is the one who did it, but the motivation for him to do it is not simple."

After Zhang Jiayu finished speaking, she rarely looked at Qingqing apologetically.

"I'm sorry, the water behind it is too deep. I didn't dare to go further when I found it. However, I found that Fu and Gu had two other unknown forces mixed in. If you want to know more In fact, it might be more convenient to go home and ask than to ask me."

Qingqing twitched the corners of her mouth and did not speak. If her family were willing to tell her the truth, she wouldn't have to ask Zhang Jiayu here.

This is not being overprotected, but being tied up.

But she couldn't refuse, because they did it for her good.

Thinking of this, Qingqing couldn't help but sighed.

"I see, thank you."

"No, I'll thank God if you hurry up and process that pile of documents."

When the words fell, Zhang Jiayu walked away in a swaying posture on ten-centimeter high heels, leaving Qingqing in the office wailing desperately.

Listening to the voice inside, she couldn't help laughing.

Really... It's been a long time since I saw such a lively primary school girl.

She used to...

Alas, with a sigh, Zhang Jiayu stopped his thoughts, carrying a clean insulation box and preparing to go home from get off work.

After all, her daughters miss her mother.

Qingqing's wailing was just yelling to the cruel woman outside, in an attempt to test the other's conscience.

It would be great if I could stay back and help her with the work.

It is a pity that President Zhang has no conscience, and the poor Qingqing can only crawl back miserably, sit behind the desk and continue to work.

She is in a miserable situation when compared to the situation where her husband and children have been heated up.

Dududu...

Suddenly the desk phone rang.

Qingqing answered the phone: "Hello, hello, this is Gu Qingqing."

"Chairman, your husband is visiting, do you want to let him go?" The person who made the internal call was from the front desk of the company.

Qingqing wondered slightly, why did her company stop her husband?

"Let him come up, and there is no need to stop him when my husband comes."

"Ok."

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside Qingqing's office.

"Come in." She raised her voice.

The door opened, revealing a tall figure behind the door.

It is Fu Heng.

He still carried an insulator in his hand, and Qingqing couldn't help but jokingly said, "Did you have an appointment, or did I write a notice that you are not allowed to come home without mentioning food?"

"In addition to me, is there someone else to give you food?" Fu Heng's eyes sank slightly.

Aware of the danger Qing Qingli

Ma San explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's just that Zhang Jiayu brought more meals to her house in the afternoon, and she couldn't finish it alone, so she took it and came to eat with me."

"I'm here to give you supper."

Fu Heng raised the insulation box in his hand, "I made golden cakes and carrot cakes, can you eat them?"

"Eat!" Qingqing only noticed that it was almost eleven o'clock now.

Having been busy for so long, those things I ate at night were digested early, and now my stomach is starting to be hungry.

"Wash your hands if you want to eat."

Fu Heng took the insulation box and went to the coffee table to put it out.

He also saw his wife not at home after returning from get off work. He called and asked the accompanying bodyguard before he knew that she had come to Qingyu, compared to being called by the President Zhang.

Speaking of which, Fu Heng and Zhang Jiayu have some connections.

It's not a fate that makes people want to be crooked, it's purely a fight between the two husbands.

Originally, Fu Heng could not cook.

He almost grew up with a golden spoon in his hand. With so many people in his family, it is naturally impossible for this young master to enter the kitchen.

Even many years after his marriage to Qingqing, Fu Heng never cooked.

Qingqing doesn't know how to cook, so the two can't talk about who dislikes whom.

They have nanny and takeaway software.

However, Qingqing later met Zhang Jiayu and started a company in partnership with others. The two gradually became acquainted with each other and inevitably knew about each other's family.

Then, one day, Fu Heng, who came home from get off work, discovered that his young wife started to babble about the good of her husband.

Qingqing didn't mean anything else, just simply expressing her envy, mainly because she ate a few times and was completely impressed by Zhang Jiayu's husband's craftsmanship.

If it wasn't for people who didn't want to work, she would like to spend a lot of money to hire them to be a cook at home.

But when these words fell in Fu Heng's ears, it was not so pleasant.

He doesn't know what it means for his wife to talk about it?

In order to beat him, or did he think about his husband?

Either way, they successfully evoked his sense of crisis as a man, or a desire to compare.

So Fu Heng carried Qingqing on his back and went secretly to enroll in a cooking class.

Learn to cook.

Fu Heng has high self-esteem and never fights uncertain battles.

So he wanted to improve his culinary skills to a certain level before revealing it, but unfortunately he was really busy with his work, and he couldn't concentrate on culinary arts, so he put it aside for many years.

When I was almost practicing, I showed off in front of my wife, so that she would be amazed. I didn’t expect Qingqing to become

A three-year-old child.

You don't need to hide it, just take it out and use it.

But to be honest, Fu Heng also felt a burst of happiness when his little wife looked satisfied every day because she could eat the food she made by herself.

So that now Qingqing'grows up', he is very happy to cook for her.

Considering that it is more suitable for a light diet at night, Fu Heng's pastries are not very greasy.

The golden cake is steamed directly, and the radish cake is fried, but it doesn't get much oil. It is very delicious with the fragrance of radish.

Qingqing ate all the radish cakes by himself.

Seeing that her lips were stained with sauce, Fu Heng took a paper towel and wiped it on her.

Qingqing didn't intend to refuse his intimacy, but when the tissue touched her skin, the words Zhang Jiayu blurted out in her mind inexplicably flashed during the day.

Fu Heng has a son outside.

Repelling her for no reason, she subconsciously leaned back and avoided Fu Heng's hand.

With his fingertips paused, Fu Heng withdrew his hand casually, and poured a glass of warm water for Qingqing: "Drink more water and stop choking."

He thought that it was his wife who remembered some of their previous things, but that aspect was still not good, and then suddenly rejected his closeness.

Thinking of this, Fu Heng couldn't help sighing inwardly.

The estrangement between their husband and wife was deeper than he thought.

"Thank you." Qing Qing held the water glass and closed her mouth.

In fact, she regretted it just after she avoided it.

After so much experience, Qingqing has also realized that there are many misunderstandings between herself and her family.

Not only between her and her husband, together with her younger brother, but also between the two children, they misunderstand each other deeply.

Many times Qingqing couldn't help but self-reflection. The reason why she finally got into the situation that Han Weilan said that her husband did not love, her brother was not respectful, and her son was not kissed.

Does she really have no mistakes herself?

There must be.

For many things, there is no absolute fault.

Yes, it's just a bunch of fools who stubbornly refuse to bow their heads to apologize.

Including herself.

So the biggest lesson for Qingqing from the past year's experience is not to pretend to guess.

Because this is often the origin of misunderstandings, it is much more useful for you to confront the person in person than to make a fool of yourself behind the others.

Thinking of this, Qingqing made up his mind to talk to Fu Heng directly.

She opened her mouth and let out a terrible scream.

"what--!"

The pupils contracted in horror, Qingqing was so scared that he fell to the ground, Fu Hengli

He stretched out his hand to hug her and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Qingqing...... Qingqing......"

"Yes... I have a pair of eyes looking at us." Qingqing pointed to the door and said tremblingly.

Her brain is blank now, only one scary eye with red blood lingers hidden in the boundless darkness.

terrible.

At the sight of this scene, Qing Qing was unpreparedly frightened.

"Eyes?" Fu Heng twisted his eyebrows and immediately let go of Qing Qing and got up to chase him out: "I'll go take a look."

He didn't think there was anything magical, he only thought that someone should be peeping through the crack in the open door.

"No!" Qing Qing grabbed Fu Heng's hem abruptly, almost crying: "Don't go, I'm afraid."

She is most afraid of ghosts, and now there are 10,000 people who don't want to be left alone.

Don't say anything to believe in science, people are frightened, no one can think of materialism, scientific society, etc.

She now has only one thought: the baby is afraid.

Seeing that she was really scared, Fu Heng immediately stopped his plan to chase her out, turned back and hugged his wife in his arms, holding her tighter, trying to calm her emotions.

The clock hung on the wall ticked forward, Qing Qing's tight body gradually relaxed.

She hesitated for a moment, and decisively raised her hand to hug Fu Heng, closing her eyes to catch the warm breath from him.

Suddenly I felt that nothing was important anymore, as long as the person was still with him.

But the brief peace is destined to be broken.

The knock on the door again made Qingqing instinctively shake, but fortunately, Ah Da's familiar voice sounded outside.

"Sir, we caught a thief."

"The company has a thief?" Qingqing frowned.

What do they hire those security guards for?

"Shall we go out to see?" Fu Heng looked at Qingqing inquiringly, and Qingqing nodded.

When she heard that it was a thief, she was not afraid immediately.

As long as it is not for those gods and ghosts, she is fearless.

The couple opened the door of the office and saw two tall bodyguards outside firmly subduing a thin man.

This man looked like a homeless man, his whole body was dirty, his hair was tied, his face was haggard, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. It was the eyes that Qingqing had just accidentally glanced through the door.

It's really human.

Qing Qing relaxed completely.

At the other end, Ah Da was talking about how they found the thief.

"I just went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I found this man sneakily looking at the door with a lot of stuff in his arms. I suspected that this was a thief. The thief saw me and ran away, and Abraham and I chased after him. Going up to arrest people, he resisted so badly that he almost ran away."