Sweet Wife, be Good!

After Qiao Jin and Qin Tianlan said goodnight, they were about to take a break when they entered a WeChat account in their mobile phones.

Where did it come from.

Qiao Jin clicked on.

He: I will go to the construction site to see the scene tomorrow.

It turns out that he still continues to use this WeChat.

Has not changed.

Qiao Jin: Didn't you finish watching today?

He: I didn't see the interior, how did you carry out the internal design and planning?

Qiao Jin admitted that she really only looked at the external structure.

Because the interior is now being demolished, there is nothing to say about it, and it is also very dangerous.

Outsiders without qualifications cannot enter the interior.

She repeated the reason.

He: If you are willing to give up the opportunity, then give it to others.

Qiao Jin hurriedly typed: I will come on time tomorrow.

After sending the WeChat message, she was a little angry. What does this work have to do with him, Party A?

How does Party B want to go to the scene to see the situation, is it not his own business?

After all, he still thinks her job is too easy.

The next day.

He Xiasheng went to the Rising Sun Group to wait for Qiao Jin.

He came early, drove his car, and parked downstairs.

Some departments in the group are working overtime. When several senior executives heard that He Xia had risen, they tightened their nerves and went downstairs to say hello.

"Mr. He, if you have any instructions for work, just speak up." Several high-levels went downstairs.

Although He Xiasheng is a workaholic, it has been a long time since he stayed at the gate of the group building on weekends.

He has his own office, and usually other people can't see him. Although he is afraid of his majesty, he doesn't need to be too afraid.

Now others are pestering at the door. Who dares not come to say hello and ask if there is any situation at work?

"It's okay, it's okay for you to be busy with yourself." He Xiasheng frowned slightly, and his tone was light.

After passing away a few high-levels, he raised his head and looked towards the door.

Qiao Jin, who was supposed to have appeared early in the morning, was nowhere to be seen.

He Xiasheng has looked at his watch many times, and Qiao Jin still does not appear as time goes by.

His stern face was covered with an invisible impatience.

In the end, he asked his assistant Han Dong to call Chi Hua and ask Qiao Jin where he was going.

After a while, Han Dong called him back: "Mr. He, Manager Chi said too...Miss Qiao has already gone to the demolition site and has already started work. I will send you the photo."

With a ding sound, He Xiasheng's WeChat entered the news.

Han Dong sent a photo.

In the photo, Qiao Jin was wearing coarse cloth overalls and flat shoes, and followed behind a group of demolition workers with a sullen face, and she was a little confused.

But even if it was covered by a coarse cloth, her graceful figure could not be concealed.

Who told her to go first?

Han Dong: Mr. He, this is the situation on Miss Qiao's side. What else do you want to know? I'll inquire again.

He: No need.

He threw the phone aside, pressing his tongue hard against his teeth.

Qiao Jin really passed by early in the morning.

Isn't He Xiasheng willing to let her go?

It's all work anyway, and going to the scene more has no harm.

So Qiao Jin had no objection, and passed early in the morning, following the worker, while recording and following the helper.

The weather is very hot and the sun shines straight down.

Qiao Jin was wearing a hard hat, and sweat ran down little by little.

He Xiasheng's car was parked on the dusty construction site, and Qiao Jin was not found.

Looking around, all of them were workers in coarse cloth work clothes, and they couldn't tell who was who for a while.