Depressed wife runs with the ball

Squatting beside the bed and looking at her, I must be allergic to rubber, even this can happen...

"Yueyue, remember to get up and eat breakfast. I'll discuss next year's work plan with the old men in risk control, and then I'll take you to see Teacher Yang, okay?"

"Hmm~" Chu Yue turned over without even raising her eyelashes.

She only got up in a daze after Ji Yan called her.

"Sister, your gentle old mother is looking for you all over the world again." Ji Yan was making tea heartlessly on the other end of the phone.

"I see." She sat up and smoothed her hair.

I took a look at my phone and saw it was past 8 o'clock. I threw back the covers and got up.

"It's probably not a good thing, so you should pay more attention to it." Ji Yan said as usual and prepared to hang up the phone.

"Yeah." Chu Yue agreed and hung up the phone.

In the office outside the door, Jiang Tao was reporting on the year-end financial statements of several departments. The general managers of several departments sat trembling on the side, waiting to be scolded.

"In other words, the profit margin of a single department didn't meet expectations?" Zhou Xingzhi's voice was emotionless, and he exuded an extremely low aura.

The president of the real estate branch couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. The profits of other branches did not meet the targets, but only their real estate branch had a negative profit.

"How is risk control done?" He looked up at an older CEO who was sitting across from him, feeling uneasy.

"Mr. Zhou, if we strictly follow the plan, everything can be achieved. However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes after all... We... We are also..." The risk control manager did not dare to speak loudly.

"Old Wu, not a single department has met the standards, and you're shirking responsibility?"

This young Mr. Zhou is even more unkind than the old Mr. Zhou. Saying the wrong thing in front of him is not a good thing. I can only lower my head and dare not say anything else.

"Last year, I think you mentioned reducing costs and increasing efficiency? Then let's start with your risk control department." She threw the report in front of him and added, "Find all the specific problems in the report. Send it to my special assistant's email before work tomorrow morning."

Old Wu quickly packed up the report and left the office. The other people also sat there, not daring to speak.

"Old Zheng stays, and the others should find a reason. We will have a meeting tomorrow." Zhou Xingzhi was speechless. In the entire company, with so many departments, not a single one could meet the project expectations.

When a group of people heard this, they seemed to have been granted amnesty and hurried out of the office in twos and threes.

Chu Yue brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and walked around the room with her oatmeal bag. It turned out that this wasn't just a lounge; it also had a cloakroom, a study, and a kitchen.

In the cloakroom, there were still the clothes that had been prepared for her at the last opening ceremony. She had always thought that what to wear and how to wear it was a very private matter, but now, looking at the clothes that Zhou Xingzhi had prepared for her, she could only say that his taste was not bad.

Fortunately, it's just solid color blocks, without too many colors or too many fancy decorations. A black sweater is paired with a bow-shaped slit wool skirt and a light gray coat. I have to meet the teacher today, so I still put my long hair into a side braid.

After packing up, I quietly pushed the door open a crack and saw Zhou Xingzhi getting angry with someone.

"Boss Ji Huai, Boss Ji Huai, he's just a vice president. You want to put all the bad debts on him, right?" The voice was not loud, but it was a little cold, and one could vaguely hear a hint of cold brutality.

Old Zheng was also in a difficult position. With Ji Huai and Mr. Zhou as his partners, both were Mr. Zhou's closest associates, and it was hard to offend either of them. If it weren't for the support of other projects, Mr. Ji Huai's losses from those projects would have been even greater.

"Are you also preparing for the new industrial park project?" Seeing Chu Yue opening the door crack behind him, he softened his tone and looked at his watch. There was still some time.

Old Zheng nodded, Zhou Xingzhi sighed, waved his hand, and let him go out.

Chu Yue was about to close the door. He stood up and walked to the secret door. As he walked, he said to Jiang Tao, "Has the ROI of the Youth Art Festival been reflected?"

Jiang Tao quickly opened the folder, which contained a lot of reports about the Youth Art Festival. The project was still in the implementation phase, and many values ​​could not be calculated in time.

"Well... at the moment, the exhibition is profitable." Jiang Tao thought that Mr. Zhou was in a bad mood today and wanted to find fault with him and make a fuss about it.

"Come here, have you had breakfast?" Zhou Xingzhi waved at Chu Yue through the crack in the door.

Jiang Tao was obviously stunned when he heard this. He raised his foot hesitantly and stepped forward.

"I've eaten a little. Will it take a long time to get to the airport from here?" Chu Yue came out from the crack of the door in time, and Jiang Tao breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Yue walked up to him and looked at Jiang Tao embarrassedly. Jiang Tao understood and left the office.

"It won't be long. Have you taken the medicine? Let me see if you still have any rashes on your body. Are you cold?" Seeing that she was not wearing much, he pulled her to sit on the sofa and wanted to pull open her clothes to see the rash from last night.

"No, don't do it! Office, please pay attention to your image." Chu Yue patted his restless hands and added, "If you are busy, I can go and send the teacher off myself."

"I said I would take you there. Are your legs still sore? Let me give you a massage." Zhou Xingzhi wanted to pull her onto his lap, but there was a knock on the door.

Chu Yue quickly stood up and retreated to the side of the sofa.

"Enter."

It was Mo Xiaoxiao who came in. Seeing Chu Yue, she smiled and said, "Special Assistant Chu is here too. It's a good opportunity to talk about the Youth Art Festival together."

She hadn't attended many art festivals, so naturally she was interested. She stood looking at Zhou Xingzhi, unsure whether she should listen. "Sister-in-law, are you talking about the closing ceremony? Just talk to Jiang Tao. Yueyue and I still have to see Teacher Yang off, so please be on your own."

Eh? You're kicking me out right after I arrive? That doesn't seem like a good way to treat guests.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked Chu Yue up and down. Something seemed different. Compared to the carefree and cool demeanor at the opening ceremony, this time there was a touch of maturity and gentleness. Her temperament seemed to be somewhat related to her brother-in-law.

"Haha, okay, I'll go find Jiang Tao. I won't bother you two." As she said this, she kept looking at Chu Yue with the same gaze as she would a mistress. Chu Yue was baffled. Then she walked out of the office gracefully.

Zhou Xingzhi looked at the time and it was almost time to go to the hotel to pick up the teacher, so he grabbed Chu Yue's hand and said, "Let's go and pick up the teacher."

"Don't you think Mr. Mo is a little strange?" Chu Yue picked up her bag, turned around and followed.

"You're the weird one. You don't even know you're allergic to rubber?" Zhou Xingzhi lowered his head and teased her.

"Zhou Xingzhi!!" Chu Yue's face suddenly turned red. She pulled his hand and pinched his biceps. Fortunately, there were not too many people on this floor of the president's office.

The mood that was disturbed by the reports in the morning disappeared in an instant. He had never laughed so happily before, even happier than when he got full marks on the test paper as a child.

After picking up the teacher at the hotel, Chu Yue rushed to the airport. Along the way, Chu Yue felt a little sad. The teacher had finally arrived in Qiancheng, but Chu Yue hadn't been able to accompany him properly. She had been resting on the teacher's shoulder, but suddenly remembered something, sat up, and asked, "Teacher, hasn't Senior Brother Ji come to see you yet? He's so unfilial! I'll call and scold him!"

"Yes, he asked me to have tea with him a couple of days ago. Well, come to think of it, his tea is pretty good. I asked him to send two boxes to school." The teacher patted her and comforted her.

"Tea? Shoumei white tea? I think that tastes good too. In the summer, you can try brewing it cold with ice water. But you still have to let it sit for a while. Professor Wang knows how to taste tea, so you can drink it with him then."

Speaking of tea, Zhou Xingzhi remembered that he seemed to have talked about it with someone.

"You, too, should not neglect your skills. For that painting in the exhibition, you still need to practice the basics more."

"Follow the teacher's instructions." Chu Yue always admits his mistakes in time in front of this teacher.

"Mr. Zhou, I'll have to trouble the teachers in the association to take care of the finishing work for the art festival." Teacher Yang said politely.

"No way? It's us who troubled Teacher Yang to make this trip." Zhou Xingzhi also responded politely.

After sending the teacher to the airport, Chu Yue's mood plummeted.

Look at the time, it’s past ten o’clock, and I have to go back to the company to deal with work.

"How about I take you out to eat something?" Zhou Xingzhi suggested.

"Let's go to the convenience store." Chu Yue took his hand and turned to leave.