Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Back on the top floor of Shang’s, Jiuli stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. From this angle, it looked like half of Yanjing was right at her feet.

He was swirling the coffee in the teacup slowly. Behind him, Shang Yuheng was looking at documents with his chin in his hand, looking miserable. He was twirling his pen in annoyance from time to time, and he looked visibly listless.

Shang Yuheng raised his eyes in annoyance and glanced at his elder sister who was standing by the window talking on the phone for a long time. He felt a toothache. He had never hated someone so much. It was really too much!

"Why are you looking at me? I'm working." He hung up the video and glanced at the file next to Shang Yuheng. He raised his eyebrows and said unkindly, "You've been looking at it for a long time, but you didn't understand anything?"

"I saw it," Shang Yuheng argued. Did they catch him doing nothing? "I just saw it a little slowly."

"The meeting will start later, you sit there and listen. If you fall asleep, five million will be deducted from your living expenses for next month." She didn't believe that she couldn't control this little bastard Shang Yuheng.

"No, I promise to listen to you obediently. We can discuss anything, but don't joke about money." Shang Yuheng's face changed. What was deducted was not his money but his life!

"You're about to become an adult and it's time for you to think about what to do," he casually flipped through what Shang Yuheng had read and found his ideas to be naive and acceptable.

"Ah?" He still has to consider this? Can't he just let his sister take care of him? Just be a parasite comfortably? ? ?

"What? Think about it carefully. Should I come to Shang's company as a nominal employee or find a job I like?" He rolled his eyes ungraciously. "I have to have something to do. I can't stay at home every day."

"Got it." It seemed like there was nothing he had to do.

Shang Yuheng began to doze off while sitting in the conference room in the afternoon. He barely stayed awake and leaned back, listening silently to the heavenly book.

"Are you sleepy?" Jiuli glanced at Shang Yuheng who was sitting next to her, and signaled the head of the business department to continue speaking.

"A little," he yawned, eyes sleepy.

They were both born of the same mother, so why was there such a big difference between him and his elder sister? She was cunning and as sly as a fox, while he was stupid as hell? Of course, this was only compared to his elder sister.

"Take a rest if you're tired. The car keys and black card are in the drawer on the left side of the office. They will take a while." Forget it, she should just train the next generation. She can't take care of the big one.

"Okay, I'll bring you dinner." Shang Yuheng quietly got up, went out through the back door, and ran outside to buy food.

"Go on." He retracted his gaze, glanced at the person in charge who was reporting his work, and began to find fault, "The data should be specific to two decimal places, report it again."

The next few people were even more worried. It seemed that their boss was in a bad mood today. Who had offended him? Couldn't they just finish the meeting in peace?

"Meeting adjourned." As the two words fell, everyone left.

They walked out and talked to each other.

On the other side, Gu Jingnian realized belatedly that he had forgotten something. He forgot to tell his old mother that he and Qingqing had finally gotten married. He happily went to the First People's Hospital with the news. Well, they changed hospitals!

As soon as they reconciled, Gu Jingnian sent his elderly mother to the First People's Hospital for good care.

"Is this true?" Mrs. Gu slowly stroked the marriage certificate, feeling like she was dreaming. "You have to treat Qingqing well, okay? You are getting older, when are you going to have a child?"

"Child?" Gu Jingnian was stunned for a moment, then said, "I don't want a child yet." He himself hadn't even been intimate with Qingqing for a few days, so how could he let Qingqing stay with a child?

"Don't want to? That's fine. I've let it go. I just want you two to be happy. Don't find me annoying." He only said this and quickly changed the subject. "You don't have to come. I'm fine here. By the way, when are you going to have the wedding?"

"I have two sets of jewelry as a betrothal gift, give them to her." Mrs. Gu went on to add that she had always had her eyes on the daughter-in-law.

"No, you can keep those things for your old age. As for the betrothal gifts, I have prepared them all." Gu Jingnian said seriously, "Then I will go back first and come to see you another day."

"Okay," he said, relieved, and added, "I hope you can bring Qingqing with you next time."

Gu Jingnian, who was about to go out, was stunned for a moment and paused. He didn't know whether Qingqing had time, so he decided to give it a try.

"I understand. Don't worry." Then he took the elevator to the underground parking lot, got on the wheelchair and returned to Guiyueyuan.

It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and Jiuli was already sitting on the sofa in the hall, smashing walnuts with a small silver hammer in her hand. Her movements were simple but inexplicably filled with murderous intent.

Listening to the sound of the wheelchair rolling, he put the walnuts on the plate.

He was slowly cracking walnuts with his hands, as if knocking on Gu Jingnian's heart, and his hands, which were moving the wheelchair, slowed down visibly.

"Where have you been at this time, Niannian?" He raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Jingnian who was coming in as slowly as a snail.

"Nowhere, just going out for a walk. Didn't you ask me to go out and relax?" He gathered his thoughts and rolled his wheelchair to the side. He looked down and saw a plate of walnuts. "How can I peel so many walnuts?"

"Where are you going? We're not nearby." He looked Gu Jingnian up and down without stopping his hands. "The walnut cheese is good. I'll ask Aunt Wang to make it for you later." This was his explanation.

"Not far." He lowered his head somewhat guiltily and took the small silver hammer from Jiuli's hand, "I'll crack the walnuts."

"Come back earlier next time. It's not safe outside at this late hour," Jiuli let go of her hand and went into the kitchen with the walnut kernels.

Gu Jingnian, who was cracking walnuts, found that the walnut kernels in the plate were getting fewer and fewer. Shang Yuheng quickly grabbed two walnut kernels, swallowed them in one gulp with a provocative look.

"It's just delicious," he said with a proud look in his eyes.

"If you want to eat, eat it yourself. Why eat mine?" Gu Jingnian moved the plates. All his were for Qingqing.

"I'll just eat yours," he refused to eat the food that was already there. He's not stupid. He feels sorry for his sister, but wouldn't he feel sorry for his brother-in-law?

"What time did you come back?" Gu Jingnian picked up a walnut and cracked it, his eyes flashing slightly. He was much more innocent than Jiuli Shang Yuheng.

"I've been back for a while," Shang Yuheng lowered his head to play games. "I should have been back around eight o'clock," he added.

At around eight o'clock, Gu Jingnian's heartbeat slowed down. No way? He was still on the road at around eight o'clock. No wonder.

"You guys came back early today." In the past, it was always after ten o'clock, but it seemed that they would have to come back earlier in the future.

Otherwise, getting caught every time is never a good thing.

"You'd better come back early if I had my share of the responsibility." Shang Yuheng rolled his eyes and looked at his hands that were not cooperating in playing games.

"You?" He said in a light tone, but when he heard the footsteps behind him, he changed his tone decisively, "You've worked so hard."

"What's so hard about him?" Jiuli came out of the kitchen with tea and snacks. Apart from eating, she just dozed off.

"Sister, let me do it, let me do it." He quickly took the snacks and put them down, "Do you have my favorite rose cake?"

"Remember to go back to the old house tomorrow." Jiuli looked at her troublesome brother, "All of these are yours, and no one will snatch them from you."