Spontaneous Combustion

On Monday morning, Ruan Wei went to Qi's Building to apply for employment as scheduled.

Qi's public welfare fund is called "Qi Ling Foundation", which is a national non-public fundraising foundation approved by the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It was initiated by Qi Wenshan, the first acting agent, who is also Ruan Wei's grandfather.

The original funds all come from Qiling Industry under the name of the Qi family, and the Qi family has always been in charge of the management.

It has been in operation for more than 4 years. It has been rated as a [-]A-level social organization by the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and has won the advanced award issued by the Social Work Association for four consecutive years.

The entry procedures are not complicated. It only took [-] minutes to complete the whole process of registering information, entering the system, and receiving the employee card for going through the building and eating in the cafeteria.

Ruan Wei pinched the small employee card in his hand, rubbing the heart-to-heart and hand-in-hand logo pattern on the card, feeling a strong sense of pride inexplicably.

For the first time, he felt fortunate to be born in a wealthy family, and it was also the first time he really felt the meaning of money.

It turns out that the money used by enterprises for public welfare can cover so many areas of society.

Children, education, environmental protection, helping the elderly, caring for people with special needs, development of poor areas, etc.

Every project can benefit hundreds of beneficiaries. As long as we persist, more and more vulnerable groups will be helped.

On this ordinary morning, Xiao Ruan, a courier, transformed into an ordinary grassroots officer of the Qiling Foundation.

The official arrival date is set for next week. Ruan Wei is not yet clear about the specific job content, but he is looking forward to everything in the future.

Ruan Wei, who had acquired a new identity, couldn't wait to find someone to share with, and took a taxi to the private villa area in the west of the city.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, grandfather Qi Wenshan was watering the flowers with a watering can. The huge villa courtyard was kept simple and clean, in line with the old man's aesthetics.

"Grandpa!" Ruan Wei called out affectionately.

Hearing the sound, Qi Wenshan turned his head to look over, and said with a bright smile: "Little piggy is here, why don't you tell grandpa in advance."

The older generation always has some superstitious views, thinking that the pig is the zodiac sign with the deepest fortune among the twelve zodiac signs. Otherwise, in the year of the pig, many couples of the right age will deliberately prepare for pregnancy, just to fight for a "golden pig" baby" out.

Ruan Wei weighed over eight catties when he was born, he was a real big fat boy, and his chubby face was pink. Grandpa Qi Wenshan always liked to call him "Piggy" until he grew up, and he loved him so much. beyond words.

"I want to give you a surprise," Ruan Wei obediently took the watering can, and helped the old man sit down on the wooden recliner in the courtyard.

"Why did you come to see grandpa today?" The nanny brought the freshly brewed Pu'er, Qi Wenshan lifted the lid of the cup, skimmed off the froth, and took a sip.

Ruan Wei handed the offer he had just received to the old man, and said triumphantly, "Grandpa, I will be an employee of our Qi family from now on."

To be able to get Qi Wenshan's status and status, they are all wily and calculating people. As soon as they see the official letter of employment with the official seal, they will know what their grandson is up to.

"It's just that you have a lot of crazy ideas, and you're making your own decisions?" Qi Wenshan bent his knuckles and tapped Ruan Wei's head:

"Are you afraid that your father will find out that the only seedling of the Ruan family has no business and has come to Qi's to work, and in a fit of rage, he came to arrest him and hid here to avoid the limelight."

Ruan Wei was exposed to Xiao Jiujiu's heart, so she didn't feel guilty, but flattered her: "Grandpa, you are always so good at predicting things!"

"You little bastard is not easy-minded," Qi Wenshan said with a smile, "Do you think grandpa can protect you?"

"Of course!" Ruan Wei squatted beside the old man's knee, obediently massaged Qi Wenshan's legs:

"I don't even look at who my grandfather is. Who in the silk market dares to obey Mr. Qi, does he, Ruan Chengfeng?"

Qi Wenshan laughed helplessly and scolded: "You son of a bitch, you're only making trouble for me."

Ruan Wei does not worship blindly, Qi Wenshan does have a pivotal position in the silk market.

Since decades ago, the Qi family has been involved in the industry.

At that time, there were not many famous companies, and the Internet industry and various virtual businesses did not exist yet.

Business opportunities revolve around people's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and industries closely related to people's livelihood are the pillars of the country.

The Qi family started out as a textile manufacturer and made "clothes" a national necessity bigger and stronger. In the early years, it became an industrial giant in the silk market. After two generations of development, it has reached its current scale.

Compared with the up-and-coming Ruan family who made a fortune in logistics, the Qi family is the real "old money" family.

Regardless of reputation and prestige, Qi Wenshan is an unshakable existence like a master.

Ruan Wei's little plan is crackling, and with the support of his grandfather, he is afraid that his father will come to cause trouble?

"Grandpa, you don't know what my father has done."

Ruan Wei added fuel and vinegar, telling the old man the experience of the past half a year in the form of complaints, how pitiful he was, and described himself as an unlucky illegal worker who had to borrow money to compensate for the losses caused by work mistakes.

"Hey... your father is a man who has more than talent, but lacks virtue."

Qi Wenshan is the most protective of the calf, he caressed the top of his grandson's head distressedly: "Okay, grandpa will cover you, let's see if Ruan Chengfeng dares to come and rob you."

"Grandpa, I knew you loved me the most."

The scheming boy lowered his head obediently, showing a triumphant smirk in the shadow——

Now that his lifelong career is settled, he has also found a backer to fight against his father...

It seems that there is a lack of a boyfriend now.

Ruan Wei went home earlier that day, and the clock just pointed to 10:30.

Scoring twice, good things come in pairs, Ruan Wei plans to cook another meal for Shen Tingmo.

The time card was just right, and I could pack it in an insulated lunch box, resume my old business, and personally deliver it to Shen Tingmo's door.

Ruan Wei hummed a ditty, and according to the food blogger's tutorial, made a seafood risotto with red wine. Prawns and fresh squid were put in as if they were free of charge, and even used the premium grade red wine from Shen Tingmo's collection in the cabinet.

The material was so piled up that the lunch box almost couldn't fit.

It has to be said that Ruan Wei has a little talent in cooking, and he didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with it before.

Ruan Wei picked and picked in the refrigerator again, took a little bit of various fruits, cleaned them, cut them into pieces and placed them on a plate for Shen Tingmo's afternoon tea.

Putting the two lunch boxes in a small cloth pocket, and stuffing a bottle of milk in before leaving, Ruan Wei took a taxi to Guangli Bank not far from home.

As a high-end VIP customer of the bank, there is no need to make an appointment. Ruan Wei reported his name, and the front desk let him pass after checking.

Finding Shen Tingmo's office according to his memory, Ruan Wei knocked on the door with his knuckles bent.

"Please come in."

Ruan Wei glanced at his watch, it was exactly twelve o'clock, Xiao Ruan was running errands, and the mission must be fulfilled.

"Boss, your takeaway is here," Ruan Wei poked his head out from the crack of the door, showing half a refreshing smile.

Sure enough, Shen Tingmo was pleasantly surprised again, and froze on his seat for a long while without moving.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Well," Shen Tingmo was still in a daze, as if he had drunk too much wine.

"Come on, Er Yuan Yuan is special for lunch, boss, please have a taste."

As if by magic, Ruan Wei took out two lunch boxes and a bottle of milk from the small insulated cloth pocket, and placed them in front of Shen Tingmo's table.

Ruan Wei dressed up specially to report for work and visit her grandfather today.

Different from the comfortable and casual outfits on weekdays, the upper body is a clean white shirt, light and shiny mulberry silk fabric, loosen two buttons, just revealing the two round joints extending from the collarbone to the Adam's apple.

It is paired with slim black cropped trousers underneath. It is obviously a formal version, but it reveals white ankles, showing a sense of youth and fashion. The light brown British-style suede shoes can be seen on the edge of the same color boat socks.

Shen Tingmo had never seen Ruan Wei try such a style of dressing, but somehow he felt that it suits him well. He managed the gorgeous and noble temperament seamlessly without showing arrogance.

An overly fair complexion gave this luxury a bit of a sexy taste of pure desire.

Shen Tingmo felt parched, and his sight and mind were all seduced by him.

The upright and serious Director Shen even considered the possibility of some kind of taboo game in the office.

"What are you still doing stupidly? Eat."

Ruan Wei put a few paper towels on the table, arranged the chopsticks and spoons from home, and knocked on the table.

"This... so many," Shen Tingmo opened the lunch box, dazzled by the full shrimps and fresh squids.

Ruan Wei lazily propped up the table, leaning half of her hips on the desk: "I haven't eaten yet, I just came back from my grandfather's, if you can't finish eating, let's make do together?"

"Well, let's go together."

Shen Tingmo took out a portion of risotto from the lid of the lunch box, ate it with chopsticks, and handed the spoon and lunch box to Ruan Wei.

"Why did you give me all the shrimp?" Ruan Wei pressed Shen Tingmo's hand dissatisfiedly, and exchanged the tableware and food boxes in each other's hands:

"You are the head of the family. It is so hard to make money outside, so of course you have to eat a big portion."

Shen Tingmo's heart skipped a beat when he was teased by his seductive smile, and he hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

He is the head of the family, so what is Ruan Wei who delivers meals to the head of the family?

The gentle little wife of IKEA IKEA?

Shen Tingmo's ears turned red from his outrageous thoughts.

You can have IKEA and IKEA, but forget about gentleness, and Ruan Wei doesn't have much to do with it.

Ruan Wei picked up the lid of the lunch box, was half full soon, poked open the milk seal, took a few sips by himself, and handed it to Shen Tingmo.

Ruan Wei's habit of drinking milk has continued until now, perhaps because she is still complaining about her height of 1.7 meters:

"My mother said that a man can grow to be 30 years old. If I fight for 1.8 meters, you can still rush 1.9 meters."

Shen Tingmo took two sips from the straw he had drunk, and actually drank the sugar-free fresh milk with a hint of soft sweetness.

"Do you think I still need to grow taller?"

Shen Tingmo, who is 1.8 meters seven, is not Versailles, but asked Ruan Wei's opinion very seriously, as if as long as Ruan Wei is not satisfied, he can still work hard to grow taller.

Ruan Wei laughed out loud: "If I let you grow, will you be able to grow? Do you think your height is like a golden cudgel, and you can do whatever you want?"

"If you eat a little more, you're still too thin," Shen Tingmo scooped out the shrimp from the lunch box and fed it to Ruan Wei's mouth.

"Don't... grandpa saw me today and called me piglet again. I'm just a pig and I don't want to grow into a pig."

Ruan Wei was forced to eat a big mouthful of shrimp meat, chewing and speaking inarticulately.

There was a smile on the corner of Shen Tingmo's mouth: "Pigs can't make trouble without you, you are more like a cat."

It is a lively and mischievous cat——

Sometimes wild and sometimes clingy.

When the assistant knocked on the door and came in, Shen Tingmo happened to feed the last shrimp to Ruan Wei, and took out a tissue to wipe off the soup stained on the corner of his mouth.

The two are in an intimate posture, looking at each other like honey in their eyes.

Good guy, the assistant exclaimed secretly: Why is it him?

Before, the whole bank was spreading rumors that the boss of his family had a girlfriend, but the assistant was at a loss as to where the girlfriend came from.

It wasn't until today that seeing is believing that he got on the number: Isn't this the beneficiary of the large property trust?

The young master who is worth a lot of money is still so good-looking.

Tsk tsk, his boss has climbed a high branch!

Shen Tingmo saw that the assistant stood still and did not speak, and reminded him: "What's the matter?"

"Hmm!" The assistant snapped back to his senses, and quickly explained the business:

"The president has something to do with you, and I want you to go to his office now."

Half Candy Tea

Mr. Shen: He is tall enough, so does the old friend need to grow longer?

Wei Zai: You don’t have to