There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

The teacher in charge of conveying pondered: "For example, the long-term impact and short-term strategy of world stock market and U.S. stock quotations on An's corporate stocks, the advantages and disadvantages of merging A film group or B film company in the long-term strategy and making decisions, how long will it take to achieve Breakeven..."

Zhen Jiabao started to have a headache when he heard it: "This... It seems that we haven't learned these questions yet."

What are these things!
The teacher was dissatisfied and said: "These problems can be integrated in our previous courses. For example, as soon as the market is in a downturn and the purchase price of corn rises, what impact will it have on us? These problems are all of the same origin. panic."

I believe in your ghost!
Now Zhen Jiabao just wants to smear the teacher's face with blood, and have a big fight with Anderson by the way - it's better to let her take a written test!

But even if Zhen Jiabao refuses in his heart, this day will still come.

Anderson strolled to Zhen Jiabao's study one morning. At this time, she was frantically memorizing the outline of the topic drawn up by Shen Feiyu, as if she had never heard of Anderson's arrival.

"Cough... It's useless to see these."

Anderson sat down Shi Shiran, and looked at Zhen Jiabao with contempt: "Shen Feiyu made it for you, right? Don't trust him."

Now that Zhen Jiabao saw Anderson's face, he had a headache and said in pain, "What are you doing here now?"

Anderson's smile seemed kind: "Let's see how you're doing, and I'll ask you a question by the way... Don't worry, it's very simple."

Zhen Jiabao's heartbeat almost stopped, Ruan Ruan lay down on the table aggrieved: "But I'm not ready yet, I heard that your questions are very tricky..."

Anderson smiled coldly: "Shen Feiyu told you again."

Zhen Jiabao sniffled: "It's not because he wants to help me."

Anderson, who also knew that Shen Feiyu cared about Zhen Jiabao and was happy to see the results, then restrained his expression: "I saw the company you simulated management on that software. Although you are not very proficient, you haven't made any mistakes in the direction. I'm qualified—there's only one question I have to ask."

Anderson looked at Zhen Jiabao: "What do you think the current An's should pay attention to the most? Do you have any suggestions for the direction of development?"

Zhen Jiabao didn't expect Anderson's question to be as simple as it is so difficult - it's okay to ask about other companies, or the influence of some fake big empty, but An's ills and reforms...

Zhen Jiabao chose to die.

From the mouths of Shen Feiyu and several teachers, Zhen Jiabao basically knew that An's mainly specialized in emerging industries. Because of its advanced technology, it had a relatively large market share, but it mainly focused on exports.

This model is certainly correct, but sometimes it seems that it is not closely related to the country, not to mention that country G is originally a model that combines politics and business, and with Anderson's identity as a Chinese, it is easy to be feared.

"I think... Although it is true that An's is developing very well, but the main market is not in the country, it will easily make people feel that the foundation is unstable, and the new industry has very strict requirements for staff, and the number of employees is small. , which will lead to more unstable foundations.”

Zhen Jiabao spoke carefully, but saw Anderson's eyes gradually light up.

Maybe you are right—Jiabao Zhen boldly continued to elaborate: "I don't think the foundation of emerging industries needs to be changed, but if we want to make changes, we should focus on the energy industry, because An's research and development has always required a lot of resources, and expenditures It is a big project, and investing in the new energy industry is the best solution.”

After Zhen Jiabao finished speaking, he nervously waited for Anderson's reaction, but he raised the corner of his mouth after a long time: "I really did not let down the blood in you... Although I haven't considered very comprehensively, but the direction is right, it seems that I am Give your teachers some rewards."

Anderson didn't stay any longer, and left Zhen Jiabao's study in a hurry after passing the test. He didn't know what to do, leaving Zhen Jiabao alone in the study, covering his face and laughing, celebrating his escape.

Zhen Jiabao, who has passed the test, is now barely qualified as a niece in Anderson's eyes. Even though he knew that Zhen Jiabao could pass the test mostly because Shen Feiyu had been helping him, at least his ability to adapt to changes was not bad.

What's more important is that Anderson is running out of time now. The new prime minister is eyeing his property covetously. If Zhen Jiabao is not pushed to the front as soon as possible, I am afraid there will be no peace.

So on the evening when Zhen Jiabao had just finished the test, she received a gorgeous notification that Anderson was going to hold a banquet for her, saying that it was a reward for Zhen Jiabao who studied hard.

But to Zhen Jiabao, this was meaningless at all. Learning to do business was also forced by Anderson—although it could be seen that Anderson didn't have high expectations for himself, but the requirements had to be met.

"There are so many ways to reward me. Why do I have to hold a banquet... I don't like it. I don't know the people who attended the banquet. How embarrassing."

Zhen Jiabao, who heard the news, sat on the edge of the sofa and picked up a grape casually, wanting to eat it, but Shen Feiyu grabbed his hand as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Grapes are cold fruits, so you dare to eat them!" Shen Feiyu snatched the grapes and stuffed them into his mouth. After thinking about it, he even took the whole fruit plate away.

"I really don't know what the maid is thinking. She is so disinterested in our children. If it weren't for the fact that she hasn't made any major omissions in the usual work, I would have to clean her up... What did you just say?"

After putting the fruit plate on the dining table, Shen Feiyu remembered what Zhen Jiabao had said just now when he was interrupted.

"...It's nothing, I mean the banquet is so boring. If Anderson really wants to reward me, he might as well give me some grapes to eat." Zhen Jiabao's eyes were glued to the stolen grapes like a kitten, staring at them.

Shen Feiyu blocked Zhen Jiabao's sight and sneered, "Huh?"

Zhen Jiabao shut up in an instant, wisely not to mention it.

When Shen Feiyu goes to work tomorrow, he can eat whatever he wants, so why must he show it in front of him, making him seem greedy.

Zhen Jiabao comforted himself, but his face collapsed after a while. Maybe it was because Zhen Jiabao was pregnant with a child, so his emotions were a little capricious like a child and he said that the wind is the rain. It's fine if you don't get it, but if someone takes it away, it will be a heart-scratching pain.

That grape looks so delicious, a crystal clear little one with fresh drops of water hanging on it, such a young little life, full of abundant juice, waiting to be composed in your own mouth Sweet movement.

But such a cute little putao was snatched away by Shen Feiyu, and even the brothers and sisters of Little Putao, Shen Feiyu, didn't let it go. Putting a plate full there, Zhen Jiabao could almost hear the cute little putao. The grapes are calling to themselves.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't control himself, and kept looking at the dining table, but Shen Feiyu was unmoved, and continued to explain to Zhen Jiabao: "Anderson also wanted you to take over the family business early, so he wanted to hold a banquet to let you show your face. In order to prevent you from being coveted, you have not announced your identity to the public, and it will be too late to let you identify someone during the banquet."

Shen Feiyu's explanation obviously did not satisfy Zhen Jiabao: "Then just say that you want me to show my face, why say it's a reward for me, I don't want it at all..."

Zhen Jiabao huddled on the sofa aggrievedly, covered her pregnant stomach with her hands and muttered in a low voice: "Grapes are not allowed to be eaten, and the banquet must be held. Everyone says it is for my own good. I think you just want to Just be happy."

The child in his stomach seemed to be moving, or it was just Zhen Jiabao's stomach discomfort due to his emotional instability. In short, Zhen Jiabao felt that the little thing under his palm moved slightly, and instantly swept away his previous unhappiness. Baby said excitedly: "Baby, you think the same as mom, right? Mom knows that you must be mom's most caring little baby. Mom likes you more than Little Putao."

Zhen Jiabao thought for a while and felt that the choice of words was a little imprecise, and added: "No, I like it more than a bunch of small grapes."

Shen Feiyu was standing behind Zhen Jiabao with black lines all over his head - Zhen Jiabao has been watching children's cartoons or prenatal education stories day and night during this time, have those childlike things made the cub grow strong in Zhen Jiabao's stomach? They don't know how to grow up, but Zhen Jiabao is becoming more childish day by day.

When the child is really born, I'm afraid she will need more care than the cub, and I don't know if Zhen Jiabao's funny temper can accept this change of identity for a while.

Zhen Jiabao didn't mean to share the child's dynamics with Shen Feiyu at all, but he kept talking to the little baby to himself, saying that when he came to this world, he must drink the sweetest drink in the world. Milk powder and so on.

Shen Feiyu added in his heart: Impossible, don't think that there is no nanny in country G, if Zhen Jiabao and his children want to eat milk powder, wouldn't it be embarrassing and throw them home... It's not that they look down on milk powder, but everyone Are breastfed babies smarter?

After Zhen Jiabao whispered, he found Shen Feiyu who was eavesdropping behind him, and suddenly said in horror: "Why are you eavesdropping on my conversation with my little baby? What are your plans?"

Zhen Jiabao looked at Shen Feiyu with contempt, and he suddenly showed a flamboyant injured expression.

"Could it be that our child is your little baby, but I am not?"

Zhen Jiabao looked at Shen Feiyu inexplicably, and suddenly felt that the so-called embarrassment that the doctor had asserted that he should have avoided was struck in an instant, and he felt a little nauseous looking at Shen Feiyu's normal look.

"Shen Feiyu, has no one ever taught you not to try to be malicious when you are old?" Zhen Jiabao stretched out his hand and forcibly turned Shen Feiyu's face in one direction, and then silently turned on the Walkman that he always carried with him. , Turned on a piece of prenatal education music to try to forget his brazen speech just now.

But Shen Feiyu was very dissatisfied, and reached out to take the Walkman in his hand and said to Zhen Jiabao with a sneer: "In any case, this child belongs to the two of us, why can't I get a little bit of it?"

Zhen Jiabao really didn't want to tell the truth to Shen Feiyu—although after getting along with her for this period of time, she no longer subconsciously resisted Shen Feiyu as before, and had accepted the fact that she was pregnant, but she always felt that this child belonged to her one person.

Why can't I remember anything, and then Shen Feiyu suddenly popped up and said that he is the father of the child, so he has to admit it?Even if he really is...even if...

I don't remember anyway!This child is mine alone.

Thinking of this, Zhen Jiabao's brows and eyes softened again.

This is my own little baby, she thought.

She just wanted to give this child all the best things in the world.

Shen Feiyu didn't get an answer from Zhen Jiabao, and wanted to repeat the same trick to get Zhen Jiabao's attention a little dissatisfied, but saw her get up and go upstairs directly.