Depressed wife runs with the ball

After hanging up the phone, she no longer heard the sound of cooking outside, so she threw off the quilt, got up, and changed her clothes.

Opening the door, Zhou Xingzhi asked with a gentle smile, "Is the teacher coming?"

"Yeah." Chu Yue went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, humming a little tune.

"It's time to eat." Zhou Xingzhi went to the kitchen to get some rice.

Chu Yue washed her face and sat down to eat. "I'll give you my resume, diploma, and other things later. Please give them to Secretary Jiang. I'll go and complete the job application the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow? Why not tomorrow?" His voice was a little rough and hoarse.

"You're about to catch a cold." Chu Yue heard something wrong in his voice and touched his forehead with the back of her hand. It wasn't hot.

The moment their fingers touched, Zhou Xingzhi felt as if he had been freed from the injustice of that pervert and had become a good person. The relationship between the two of them underwent a qualitative change.

"Do you have a headache? I'll find you some medicine." Chu Yue asked.

"It hurts." He blurted out. He was very good at climbing up the pole.

I have a headache and my voice is hoarse. Could I really be having a high fever?

"Then you eat first, and then take the medicine." Chu Yue walked to the chest of drawers, opened the drawer, and took out the medicine box.

After dinner, Chu Yue cleaned up the dishes and let him sit on the sofa to take medicine.

After washing the dishes, she poured him a cup of hot water. "Are there any meetings tonight?" Over the past half month, she had discovered that being a CEO wasn't an easy job. She might have to hold several meetings in the evening, sometimes even at one or two in the morning.

No wonder assistants and secretaries are needed.

"There are two." He took the water and took the medicine.

"Then I'll take you home after the meeting." Seeing that he had taken medicine, I was afraid that he would have an accident while driving under the influence of drugs, so I had to take him home myself.

"it is good."

I don’t know if it’s a real illness or a fake one, but he suddenly became very well-behaved.

"Where did you put the paintings?" he asked, looking up.

"Sent it to Su Ying and left it with her. Her mother's surgery will cost a lot of money."

"Why don't you ask me if I want to buy a painting?"

Chu Yue blinked. She had indeed never asked him. But for someone like him, if he wanted to buy a painting, it should be one worth tens of millions, right?

"Would it be impossible for someone like you to find a way to buy paintings?"

Sometimes Zhou Xingzhi couldn't understand her train of thought, nor could he figure out her attitude towards him.

"Did the teacher say when he would come?" If she had known that Teacher Yang's visit would make her so happy, she should have prepared for this young artist's event earlier.

"Next month, there is said to be an event for young artists, but they didn't say when exactly." She remembered something and went to the study to find her graduation certificate, degree certificate and resume, and put them in a file bag for him.

"Secretary Jiang needs to go through the necessary procedures, right? He has to wait until the procedures are completed before he can start work, right?" The procedures in large companies should be very slow, and he may not be able to start work the day after tomorrow.

"No need, tomorrow will do." He took out her graduation certificate from the file bag. The one-inch photo had a childish look of pretending to be an adult, with a stubborn look between her eyebrows.

After taking the cold medicine, he felt a little sleepy and even wanted to fall asleep during the meeting. Chu Yue was drawing nearby and noticed that he had his eyes closed and his head was nodding. She reached out to touch his forehead again and it was a little hot. Could he really have a high fever?

She took the thermometer out of the chest of drawers and handed it to him. He tucked it under his arm, said a few words to the person on the video, and hurriedly ended the meeting.

"Do you really have a fever? Why don't you lie here for a while? I'll go downstairs and buy you some antipyretics." Chu Yue suggested that he lie on the sofa and wanted to go to the room to get him a blanket or quilt.

"Okay." He raised his long legs and curled up on the double sofa, feeling a little depressed.

Chu Yue found a quilt from the study and covered him with it. She wanted to turn around to take out the trash and go downstairs to buy medicine for him.

He pulled her into his arms and dazedly confessed: "Yueyue, I like you. I have liked you since I was a police officer."

He still had that familiar cedar scent on him, but this time, it didn't have the dangerous aura from before.

"I know." Chu Yue knew that he liked her the moment he kept pestering her, but she didn't know that he was a policeman before.

"You like Guo Tongchu, and there is Ji Yan by your side, but you can't see me." Zhou Xingzhi closed his eyes, frowned, and his voice was anxious and annoyed.

She didn't know whether she liked Guo Tongchu or not, but she was used to using him as an excuse to block anyone who wanted to get close to her.

"You... are sick. I'll go downstairs and buy you some antipyretics." Chu Yue leaned on his chest, hearing his strong heartbeat, not sure how much of his love was real or fake.

"Yes, I'm sick." His voice gradually became softer, his breathing became even, and this time he really fell asleep.

Chu Yue slowly got up, took the garbage downstairs, and went to the pharmacy to buy him some antipyretics. The autumn wind was bleak and there were few people on the street. After buying the medicine, she hurried upstairs.

She had to start work tomorrow, which meant she had to sleep tonight and get up early tomorrow. She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Firstly, there was a man lying outside, and secondly, the teacher was coming. Anyway, I didn't sleep well that night.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhou Xingzhi had already dressed himself and was standing on the balcony making a phone call.

She was wearing that purple pajamas, her hair was a little messy, as if she had not woken up yet. In her hazy eyes, she saw a tall man with one hand in his pocket and talking on the phone with the other.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, but when I thought about having to report to work today and work like a slave, my mood suddenly became depressed.

"Good morning." Zhou Xingzhi greeted her after seeing her get up. Chu Yue took out a portable mouthwash from the bathroom and gave it to him.

He had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for her to get up, eat breakfast, and go to work at Xinghui together.

She went to the study to change her clothes. Still not used to getting up early for work, she hid in the closet and took a nap for two minutes.

Zhou Xingzhi knocked on the door and shouted, "Yueyue, it's time for breakfast. It will be too late soon."

"Chu Yue!" She opened the door and corrected him.

Sitting at the dining table to eat breakfast, I remembered that he had a high fever last night. How could he get better so quickly?

"I am cured?"

"Okay." Zhou Xingzhi found a hand-cranked coffee bean grinder and a can of coffee beans in the cupboard and made two cups of coffee.

Chu Yue took her coffee to the kitchen refrigerator to look for milk. Zhou Xingzhi was more familiar with her kitchen than she was. Only after he told her that the milk was on the top layer did she find it.

"Did I say anything last night?"

These words made Chu Yue wonder if he was pretending to be sick last night.

"No."

Without worrying about it, she lowered her head to eat breakfast. She didn't know when he'd bought the bread, eggs, and hot dogs. "Actually, is it okay if I start work tomorrow?" She really didn't want to go to work today.

"The group has an event that needs to be prepared. It will be held next month. You need to adapt to the group's work rhythm as soon as possible, and you also need to learn from Jiang Tao for a period of time so that you can cope with the event next month." Zhou Xingzhi has already communicated with Jiang Tao, and plans to have her personally receive Professor Yang at the Youth Art Festival.

Capitalists are different. They arrange work for you before you even start working as a worker, and they don’t even discuss your salary. You have to work for them for three years to keep your job.

Sometimes she even thought that it would be better for him to acquire Qucho. At worst, Ji Yan could just go to a design company and be a designer. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to be tortured by the client for a while?

Jiang Tao hadn't expected the two of them to show up together in the Xinghui CEO's office. He could sense a lot of gossip going on. Chu Yue handed him her information and said politely, "Secretary Jiang, I'll be grateful for your guidance in the future."

He smiled awkwardly. It wasn't that he was bothering him, but rather that he would be the one to trouble the CEO's wife and take care of her in the future. He led the team through the onboarding process, getting their ID cards, and familiarizing themselves with each department. Along the way, many people in the group privately approached him to inquire about how this special assistant got in.

Fortunately, I didn't go to the advertising department and the design department. If the people I had contact with knew that the new special assistant was the group's former third-party designer, I don't know what rumors would spread.

Chu Yueguang spent a long time just remembering the English names of the general managers of various departments in the group. He only remembered their faces and drew them on his notebook. When he couldn't remember them, he would take it out and ask Secretary Jiang.

She didn't like interpersonal relationships, so she didn't pay much attention to them. However, she studied the group's rules and regulations very carefully, reading the provisions on dismissal word for word.