Zhou Siqin was stunned when she heard Zhou Wenqi's words, and then she frowned: "She has a cold temperament, she is always alone, she is very busy with company affairs, where can she get a boyfriend. Even Lu Zhensheng's son doesn't look down on it, who else is there? Can she see it?"
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhou Wenqi suspiciously: "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
Zhou Wenqi smiled: "I saw her getting into a car at the door of the company yesterday, and she looked familiar with the people in the car. What surprised me the most was that she smiled at the people above. You know Qing Han is unsmiling, getting into someone else's car after get off work and smiling, so I thought it was her boyfriend."
Zhou Siqin was silent after hearing this. She rarely communicated with Lin Qinghan, and so did Kong Yixiang. Apart from work, he doesn't pay too much attention to it, so Lin Qinghan is really in love, but who is the other party
She doesn't care about Lin Qinghan's emotional life, but as the heir of the Lin family, not any cat or dog is qualified to be the son-in-law of the Confucius family. Besides, if it is a small role, it will not help the Kong family in the future except to depend on the Kong family.
Zhou Wenqi saw the old lady's expression was solemn and did not say a word, she suddenly smiled indifferently, and the haze flashed in her eyes. Her Zhou family had a hard time, and Lin Qinghan shouldn't think about it. This time, she came mainly for Zhou Botao. Although she was dissatisfied with her father, she couldn't ignore it. The problem of this mistake is actually big or small. As long as the two million losses are filled, the board will only warn, and there will be no penalty.
However, once the board of directors is directly stabbed, someone in the company is determined to rectify it, and I am afraid that Zhou Boxao will be directly dismissed. But she knew very well that Lin Qinghan didn't like their family, and even Kong Yixiang criticized them quite a bit.
Seeing that Zhou Siqin was still thinking about Lin Qinghan, she leaned over and said, "Auntie, don't think too much about it, maybe she's just an ordinary friend. It's better to ask my uncle to ask if it's not good. You don't have to worry about this kind of thing."
Zhou Siqin nodded and looked at Zhou Wenqi with a smile: "You and your brother have been busy recently, and haven't been back for a long time, how do you have time to come back this time?"
Zhou Wenqi hugged her arm: "It's been too long, so we only took time to come this weekend."
Zhou Siqin glanced at her and scolded with a smile, "Don't you make trouble again?"
Zhou Wenqi felt a little embarrassed in her heart, but she still smiled and said, "I don't want to cause trouble, let alone my brother. Oh, it's Dad, who was tricked again this time."
"How?" Zhou Siqin was a little surprised.
So Zhou Wenqi recounted the failure of Zhou Botao's investment, which caused the company to lose 2 million yuan. Of course, she didn't tell the truth: "At that time, the investment plan was approved by the company, auntie, you also know it. But because the partner was deceived, the funds were broken, and the more and more sets of money. Now all two million are lost, Qinghan. Very angry, they called both the finance minister and the director. But they said that Dad deliberately changed the plan, causing them to miscalculate. According to Qinghan's temperament, Dad may be severely punished by the board of directors this time."
Zhou Siqin frowned: "Is she not clear? Investment is risky, and losses and profits are always present. Why should an investment mistake be severely punished? Your cousin, do you know about this?"
Zhou Wenqi shook her head: "I don't know yet, but Qinghan should have told his cousin. Maybe the board of directors will know, and I don't know what to do."
Zhou Siqin was silent for a moment: "I'll talk to Yixiang, but recently you've asked your dad to calm down, don't bother, you've got enough over the years."
Zhou Wenqi's face stiffened, and she quickly said yes with a smile.
After Kong Yixiang returned home, Zhou Siqin told him about Zhou Botao, Kong Yixiang's face darkened slightly: "Mom, you should know that this incident is definitely not an investment mistake, he secretly made some small actions from me before, to see me in your face. Don't say it. But he has blatantly used the company's funds in your name. This time it is two million. What about next time? Four million, ten million?"
Zhou Siqin's face turned pale: "Yixiang, how can you think of your uncle so much? He's not up to his expectations, but he has been running around for so many years, and Wenchang has also made a lot of contributions to the company. You don't look at credit and hard work. Really let the board deal with him? What's the matter with your face?"
Kong Yixiang fell silent and looked at Zhou Siqin. Seeing that he seemed to be shaken, Zhou Siqin stiffened again: "It's really not good, I have two million in my hand to fill the hole for his father, and the board of directors has nothing to say."
Kong Yixiang took a breath and turned to go upstairs: "It's up to you, but the position of manager of the design department is not suitable for him. Let him go to the administrative bar."
Zhou Siqin sighed in his heart but didn't know how to vent, sitting in the living room sulking.
Lin Qinghan also knew that she couldn't handle Zhou Botao, so she just smiled coldly when she received the news from Kong Yixiang, and she was ready to clean up. Rest at home, then go to dinner and watch a movie together the next day.
Thinking of the next arrangement, Lin Qinghan's irrelevant sneer disappeared.
In the morning, the sheets and bedding were removed and washed, and the house was cleaned again. Looking at the bright and clean house, Lin Qinghan was in a good mood. After lunch, after reading a book for a while, he felt sleepy. After checking the time, he took out his mobile phone and saw Qu Mojing. The message: "I'm coming late in the afternoon to help Aunt Huang buy something, do you want dessert?"
Lin Qinghan lay on the bed and moved his fingers: "What dessert?"
"There's a small shop here that sells puffs and raisins. I tasted them delicious. You should like them. Can I bring some back?"
Lin Qinghan pursed his lips and smiled, and replied, "Okay."
"Wait for me." Qu Mojing motioned to the clerk to weigh her some Tizisu before driving back.
Lin Qinghan took a look at the phone, then couldn't help squinting and fell asleep on the bed. Driving to Lin Qinghan's house, Qu Mosheng opened the door and saw the clean house, raised his eyebrows and smiled, there was no one in the living room. Qu Mojing subconsciously opened the study door, and there was an open book inside, but no one was there.
Then she gently pushed open the bedroom door, lying on the bed sideways on the bed in the bedroom, curled up slightly and fell asleep. Her hair was scattered on the sheets, her eyelashes curled up with even breathing, her body undulating slightly.
Qu Mojing couldn't help but smile at the corners of her eyes, but when she saw that she was not covered with a quilt, she frowned slightly. Quietly went over and pulled the quilt away, gently covered her, took off her clothes after thinking for a while and lay beside Sylvia Lin.
Qu Mojing touched her hand, which was soft and cool. Probably feeling the temperature, Lin Qinghan moved his body, then turned sideways to bury him in Qu Mojing's arms, and kept still, seeing that the corners of Qu Mojing's mouth rose, hugged her and closed his eyes.
Lin Qinghan slept very comfortably. When he woke up in a daze, he felt warm all over. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a fair and beautiful chin.
Before moving, a slightly lazy voice sounded: "Wake up, are you full?"
Lin Qinghan tilted his head back: "When did you come and didn't call me?"
Qu Mojing kissed her: "It's been more than an hour. Seeing that you slept soundly and well, I can't bear it."
Lin Qinghan looked at her without speaking and stretched. Qu Mojing still hugged her: "Can't you get up?"
Lin Qinghan shook his head and rolled down again: "It's so comfortable." Qu Mojing just smiled dotingly, letting her stay for a while.
When she got up, Qu Mojing folded the quilt and gently surrounded Lin Qinghan: "Qinghan, I found out Aunt Lin's whereabouts, what do you think?"
Lin Qinghan's body froze, and after a long time he whispered, "Then... where is she? Are you doing well?"
Qu Mojian patiently said to her: "There are people in Chad who say that she lives relatively poor. She teaches in a small village in Tongxiang, which is a remote area, but she is in good health, so don't worry."
Lin Qinghan didn't say anything, but Qu Mojing could understand her and said softly: "I sent someone to check the information about that village, it is indeed a poor area, I plan my dad to discuss doing some public welfare activities, it is best to donate to that poor village. It is to undertake the social obligations that should be fulfilled, to expand the influence of Qiansheng, and on the other hand, to provide them with convenience, what do you think?"
"Well, I'll make arrangements too."
"Okay, Aunt Lin gets along well with the children there. When you're ready, I'll accompany you to see her, okay?"
Lin Qinghan turned to look at her and nodded. Although Lin Yan didn't get a college degree, he was still a top student at Yanjing University of Technology, so he could teach.
Qu Mojing didn't seem to be in a good mood when she saw her, so she pulled her to look at the photos given to her over there, Lin Qinghan looked at Lin Yan in the photo, her eyes slowly turned red: "She is having a good time, in fact, she would not be without me. Better off, right?"
Qu Mojing frowned: "Silly words, Qinghan, you believe me, she loves you more than anyone else. It's just that the way she loved you was too humble and helpless."
After hugging and coaxing her for a long time, in the end Qu Mojing didn't want her to be too immersed in this heavy atmosphere. Speaking of arrangements for tomorrow.
"Tomorrow we'll go shopping first, the season will change, and we'll buy some clothes for you. Then we'll have lunch and watch the movie, and then we'll go to that side street to see Uncle Lin and the others. Have you thought about what to eat tomorrow, Western or Chinese food? ?"
Lin Qinghan just nodded: "Okay, you arrange, I'll be with you."
This weekend has been very leisurely. On Saturday afternoon, the two of them listened to songs and read their own books. They ate the crispy raisins bought by Qu Mojing. Warm, this is Lin Qinghan's dream life. On Sunday morning, the two of them went for a morning run together, and after making breakfast, they had eaten and prepared to go out.
Both of them are very busy and are not keen on shopping, so there are fewer opportunities to hang out together. Probably because the people around them are different, both of them are very happy. Of course, if it wasn't for Feng Jia Lu Zhai who met Zhou Wenqi in that Michelin restaurant.
At that time, the two of them had already ordered dishes while sitting by the window, Qu Mojing made Lin Qinghan laugh, and Zhou Wenqi took a young man into the restaurant. She glanced over, and happened to see Lin Qinghan with his head lowered and a low smile, while there was a vague person on the opposite side.
A hint of interest flashed in her eyes, she took a few steps forward, and saw a woman wearing a gray zip-up sweater and an off-white trench coat opposite. The long hair is loose, the side face is delicate and soft, and the voice is soft and pleasant when speaking, and the temperament is very comfortable.
Not a boyfriend? Zhou Wenqi was a little surprised, but who was that woman, and how did she have such a good relationship with Lin Qinghan.
She frowned, and at this moment she saw that the woman raised her hand and gently squeezed Lin Qinghan's cheek, her expression soft and doting. Lin Qinghan just glanced at it angrily, as if he was not surprised, but Zhou Wenqi felt a little strange looking at it.
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