Depressed wife runs with the ball

"Are you serious?" Su Ying had never thought about this question.

"I don't know." Ji Yan hasn't figured out how to collect it yet, but it should be a matter of time.

"Old Ji, why don't you discuss this with Yue'er? In the past, you always asked her about such important matters." Su Ying couldn't understand.

"What's the point of asking her about your own affairs?" Ji Yan poured another glass of wine and drank it all.

The bond between us senior and junior brothers probably ends here.

Ji Yan was drunk, so Su Ying took him home. There was no one at his house, so she helped him lie down on the sofa, turned on the living room light, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Ji Yan reached the bathroom door and said dejectedly, "Xinxin said she wants to get married. How can I refuse her?"

Su Ying really felt that he was very strange today. In the past, he would discuss such matters with Chu Yue. But now, he neither contacted her nor discussed it with her. Instead, he talked to her, his ex-girlfriend.

"If someone is willing to marry you, you should be happy about it. Why do you refuse?" She retorted to him angrily.

Su Ying washed her face and prepared to leave. Ji Yan pulled her aside and said, "Can we not leave tonight?"

Su Ying hesitated for a long time and then agreed.

Chu Yue was very busy on the first day of the new year. She followed Zhou Xingzhi around the building, handing out red envelopes to everyone. She had prepared the red envelopes the night before, and luckily, the CEO's office had also prepared some, otherwise, the 100 she had prepared wouldn't have been enough.

Jiang Tao also followed and posted it together.

She didn't participate in this kind of lively event in Qucho. Only Lao Ji was surrounded and booed by a group of people in the office outside.

In the morning, he didn't even run the entire building. In the afternoon, there was a meeting with more than a dozen senior executives. Zhou Xingzhi asked Chu Yue to accompany him throughout the meeting, so Jiang Tao didn't have to attend.

The high-level meeting, which included Mo Xiaoxiao and the CEO of Xingyao Real Estate, was solemn and serious, with the CEO feeling particularly guilty. The meeting discussed specific measures for each subsidiary to improve its performance this year.

Many people mentioned cost reduction, efficiency improvement, and talent optimization mechanisms. These executives, one by one, couldn't come up with anything useful, only knowing how to reduce costs, increase efficiency, and optimize talent. Chu Yue, listening to this, grew angry. The ones who needed optimization the most were these high-paid executives who didn't do any real work. It would be best if they were all fired!

Zhou Xingzhi simply sat in the main seat, listening, occasionally looking up at the person speaking and occasionally jotting something down in his notebook. He casually glanced at Chu Yue, who was standing next to him. In her notebook, she had drawn several CEOs who had mentioned personnel adjustments as monkey figures with human heads.

He even wrote the person's name on the side. He couldn't help but lower his head and hold back his laughter for a few seconds, then regained his serious expression and looked up again.

Mo Xiaoxiao saw it all, then looked at Chu Yue, who was just memorizing something. She scoffed, thinking that those who were loved were always fearless.

After the high-level report was finished, a group of people actually started whispering to each other. The voices gradually grew louder. Zhou Xingzhi said, "Enough. It's the first day of the new year. Everyone, please restrain yourself."

The group of people suddenly fell silent. These people, who came and went, only cared about reducing costs, increasing efficiency, and optimizing personnel. Yes, they wanted to optimize, to eliminate all of them.

But now was not the time. "Let's adjourn the meeting," he suddenly said, and the meeting came to an abrupt end.

A group of people looked at each other, not understanding what the president was thinking. Many people looked at Chu Yue, and when they saw her packing up her things, they followed suit and walked out of the meeting room.

"Assistant Chu, did you have a pleasant New Year?" Mo Xiaoxiao's voice floated in the conference room with full energy. Everyone who walked out of the conference room was just stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk out.

"Mr. Mo, this year has indeed been tough. Several of his artists have no activities scheduled, and those who do have activities have gotten into trouble. I also have to deal with his scandals during the New Year holiday. It's been hard work, Mr. Mo." Zhou Xingzhi retorted indifferently and pulled Chu Yue back to the office.

The attitudes of Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhou Xingzhi are so strange.

"Company, stop pulling and tugging." Chu Yue broke free from his hand and warned in a low voice.

Su Ying's message came through the phone: "Yuer, can I come to Cuiyuan to chat with you tonight?"

It was a long time before she saw the WeChat message and replied: [Okay, I was looking for you too.]

Looking at the work on the computer and then at Zhou Xingzhi working in the office, it was indeed a few days since he had returned to Cuiyuan. He seemed to be busy with the new industrial park. If he returned to Cuiyuan to find Su Ying at night, he shouldn't have any objections, right?

After get off work, while eating, Chu Yue tentatively asked him: "Are you going to be busy for a long time tonight?"

"Maybe I'll have to sleep in the lounge tonight." It was a busy start to the new year. He had to make adjustments to the middle and senior management of each branch, as well as work on the new industrial park. He also had to entertain people from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau the next two days.

"Then I'll go back to Cuiyuan. I haven't been back since the Chinese New Year, and many places must be covered in dust." For some reason, she felt a little guilty when she mentioned going back to Cuiyuan.

Zhou Xingzhi raised his head and thought for a few minutes, then said, "Then I'll take you home first and then go back to the company."

"No, no, I can take the subway back by myself." It's not too late to take the subway back at this time.

"No, if that's the case, then I'll go back with you." In fact, you can also take the work back with you.

Chu Yue had no choice but to agree to let him take her. When the car arrived at the bottom of Cuiyuan, Chu Yue looked at the old watch. At this time, Su Ying should not have arrived yet, so he still had some time to clean the house.

"Shall I come and pick you up in the morning?" Zhou Xingzhi also unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to go upstairs to sit down.

"No, I'll just take the subway." She was a little anxious. She unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, slammed the door shut, and ran upstairs. She didn't even glance at Zhou Xingzhi, who was stunned in the driver's seat.

He straightened his waist, but because of that snap, his strength instantly deflated, and his waist slumped slightly. At least, there should be a goodnight kiss, right? He consoled himself that maybe because they had been together for so long, she didn't care about these details. He fastened his seat belt again and returned to the company to work overtime.

Su Ying arrived late, and Chu Yue had already tidied the room and washed everything, hanging it out on the balcony to dry. Then, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, drawing. As soon as she rang the doorbell, Chu Yue pulled her in and asked, "Is your mother better? What happened to Ji Yan? Are you hiding something from me?"

Su Ying sighed. If she knew what Ji Yan was hiding, she might not be able to show up here today. She threw away her shoes and went to the kitchen to find a wine glass. She opened the cupboard and found only two bottles of wine, both of which were good.

"You used to think it was a pity to drink Lao Ji's red wine that cost more than 6000 yuan, but why do you drink wine that costs tens of thousands of yuan now? This Zhou Xingzhi is indeed more generous than Lao Ji." Since there was good wine in the cupboard, he naturally put down the cheap wine he brought and went to the dishwashing cabinet to look for wine glasses.

I took the goblet and went to the refrigerator to find some ice. Wow, the refrigerator was neatly packed with various fresh-keeping boxes, including water, milk, eggs, and some frozen foods.

"Have you eaten this before? These dumplings look good. I'll make some. Do you want some?" This was the first time she had seen these foods in the refrigerator. Before, there were only eggs and instant noodles.

What Chu Yue was thinking was that Ji Yan was indeed hiding something from her.

"I used your WeChat to send a message to Ji Yan. What's the matter? Can't you discuss it with me?" Chu Yue leaned against the kitchen door. After thinking about it, he could only use Su Ying to trick him into talking.

"Don't ask, I've already asked for you. He won't tell me. I guess he's too embarrassed to see you." Su Ying took out the dumplings from the plastic container and prepared to eat them. "Hey, he actually asked me at the bar that night, saying where I could go if the bar closed down?" She took a spoon and stirred the water in the pot.

"The bar can't even be run? Has his father been convicted?"

"He said he's still in custody, but his mother seems to be upset and is recuperating in the hospital recently. He also said that his girlfriend Xinxin is forcing him to get married."

His father had an accident, his mother was recuperating, and he still had to take care of Qucho and the bar.

Chu Yue walked to the living room to draw thoughtfully, and said as she walked, "That should cost a lot of money, right?" She still had 30 yuan of the 17 yuan she had borrowed from him before, and she only had a little over 6 yuan in savings.