Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Just when Shi Yan thought that everything was over on the heroine's side and the plot was disrupted, the heroine's route on Wen Qian's side took a detour and brought the plot back to the starting point.

"Wen Qian, I'm sorry, my boss said that if you don't leave today, I will leave with you. I originally wanted to introduce you to a job with good intentions, but I didn't expect such an accident to happen."

Meng Shusheng felt sorry for Wen Qian, who was crying while holding her child in front of him, but the company was not his and he could not make the decision. If he didn't get rid of Wen Qian, his job would be in jeopardy.

"Brother Shusheng, I don't blame you. I didn't expect the boss to be so ruthless. My little treasure is so well-behaved. He was just scared. Otherwise, he would definitely not cry and make a fuss."

Wen Qian was still choking as she spoke, her tears blurring her vision, making it impossible to tell her true emotions, but she actually felt resentful in her heart.

Meng Shusheng is obviously in charge of recruitment in the company, so why can't she be put in a position that earns more money? At least she can sit in an office, otherwise Xiaobao would never have been discovered.

Wen Qian thought so, but she was completely unaware of Meng Shusheng's good intentions. He had found an easy job for Wen Qian specifically because of her. The front desk staff had to go to get off work and leave on time, so the company was very idle, while the sales position required them to go out and do business all day long.

It may be glorious to see customers coming to the company and chatting, but these customers who come to the company are the ones that their salesmen have visited ten companies and talked them till their lips were weary before they were willing to come to the company.

He had never seen Wen Qian working, and he didn't know if she had the ability. But since she had a child to take care of, it was impossible for her to work in the wind and rain like other salespeople.

"Wen Qian, there's nothing I can do about this, but you can take your time finding a job. My house is usually not occupied by anyone else, and I won't charge you rent, so you can stay here for now."

Meng Shusheng met Wen Qian, who was wandering with her child on the street and encountered a kidnapper. He got to know her out of his bravery.

He felt sorry for Wen Qian's experience, admired her unyielding character and her deep love for her son, so he took her home and arranged for her to live in his old house.

Although the old house is a bungalow, has no electricity, and has not been modified for water pipes, it is not very convenient in all aspects, but it is clean and tidy, and can provide shelter for Wen Qian and Brother Ye from the wind and rain.

"Thank you, Brother Shusheng. I don't want to leave you without a job. I'll go back now."

"Let's go, Xiaobao, say goodbye to Uncle Shusheng."

After saying goodbye to Meng Shusheng, Wen Qian wandered aimlessly on the street. She really didn't want to go back to that yard. It was too inconvenient, and especially scary at night when it was pitch dark.

However, most of the money she had with her was used up on the way to the capital. By the time she had traveled from the east to the west of the city, she still didn't know where Xiaobao's father was, and all her money had been used up on staying in a guesthouse.

An adult and a child were crossing the road, but Xiaobao suddenly stopped moving. Wen Qian quickly squatted down to check on Xiaobao. At this moment, a car drove over and hit the mother and child directly.

Fortunately, the person sitting in the passenger seat of the car noticed the abnormality in the middle of the road in advance and reminded the people around him to brake. Although the front of the car hit someone in the end, the noise was not loud, so there should be no big problem.

As soon as the car stopped, the two people in the car got out immediately and saw the mother and son lying in the middle of the road. The 4-year-old Xiaobao was crying loudly with fear, while Wen Qian was holding her calf and groaning in pain.

"Comrade, comrade, are you all right?"

Wen Qian rubbed the corners of her eyes, and her vision finally became a little clearer. When she saw the man looking at her with a worried look on his face, Wen Qian burst into tears.

"Senior, senior, I finally found you. I'm Qianqian! Why did you suddenly go abroad? I have some news that I haven't had time to tell you."

Zhang Miao was also stunned when he heard the long-lost name. He carefully distinguished the face of the person in front of him, and finally dug out the memory of Wen Qian, with whom he had a brief relationship.

"Qianqian, it's you. Why are you in such a mess? Come, let me help you up. Let's go to the hospital."

Knowing that it was an acquaintance, Zhang Miao no longer worried about being blackmailed. He lifted Wen Qian into the car, stuffed the child beside her into the back seat, and drove to the hospital.

Along the way, Wen Qian ignored the pain and kept talking about her longing for Zhang Miao. At the end, she mentioned that Xiaobao was their son. She had planned to tell Zhang Miao about her pregnancy, but she didn't expect to be unable to find Zhang Miao. She only then learned that he had been sent abroad by his family for further studies.

She dropped out of college before finishing her university and returned to her hometown to give birth to a child. After the child was born, her parents helped raise the child for a few years. Now that her parents are gone and she was kicked out by her brother and sister-in-law, she wanted to come to the capital to look for Zhang Miao again.

In the hospital corridor, Zhang Miao looked at the little guy chewing his fingers behind Wen Qian. He didn't seem very happy, but he still smiled gently.

"You are Xiaobao, and I am your father. Can you call me daddy?"

Zhang Miao reached out to Xiaobao, trying to pull him out from behind Wen Qian, but Xiaobao didn't appreciate it. He stepped back again and started crying again.

Zhang Miao frowned unhappily, thinking that Xiaobao was too petty and it was not appropriate for a boy to cry for every little thing.

Wen Qian saw Zhang Miao's expression and quickly explained:

"Senior, Xiaobao is usually very well behaved and speaks very fluently. Maybe he got scared in the company today and hasn't recovered yet."

"What's going on? Why do you bring your child to the company? Where do you work?"

Zhang Miao's expression was not very good at the moment. He felt that Wen Qian was really not good at taking care of children. How could such a young child be frightened? What if he got sick from being frightened?

"No, senior, I came to the company to resign today because Xiaobao is still young and I wanted to accompany him. I didn't expect to be misunderstood by the company's boss, who yelled at me and scared Xiaobao."

Wen Qian didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear of being blamed by Zhang Miao. She thought that since she had been driven away now, there was no way Zhang Miao would really come to her house to ask whether the matter was true or not.

"Senior, my company is the Ritian Real Estate. The boss is from the countryside and has not received much education, so it is inevitable that he speaks a little loudly."

After listening to Wen Qian's words, Zhang Miao's focus was not on the fact that Xiaobao was frightened, but on the words "Ritian Real Estate".

Ritian Real Estate is a company that has just started in the past two years, but with the support of someone, the company has been developing very rapidly. For example, their family has been eyeing the real estate business since 1978, but they are only third-rate so far, otherwise they would not have arranged for him to go out for study.

But when he came back from studying and was ready to show his talents, he encountered frequent obstacles in his business. The project he had his eyes on was snatched away by a rising small company, which made him extremely angry.