Wishing for Meng Zhengrong's move, although heartbroken, he still knew in his heart that it was all his Meng family's money, and it was absolutely impossible for Meng Zhengrong to make a loss-making business.
It wasn't her money anyway, and he wouldn't deduct her living expenses, so even if he built a golden palace, it wouldn't affect her much.
"After reading it, are we going back to the company now?" Wishing turned his head and asked.
Thinking of her skipping work to come and see such a piece of land, Wishing also began to regret his whole morning.
She has experienced life and death, and experienced too many changes, but she just saw a similar person. The emotional changes in one morning are already the limit, but she can't allow herself to immerse herself in such negative and useless emotions for too long. There are many things to do.
Meng Zhengrong shook his head, "This place is very close to the neighboring city, less than 20 minutes' drive away, and it's time for dinner now, so let's go over there for dinner."
On this kind of matter, Wishing is not very willing to disagree with Meng Zhengrong. She raised her hand and glanced at the time. It was too late to rush back to have lunch, so she nodded and said: "Okay, after dinner Is there still time to rush back to the company?"
"It's too late." Meng Zhengrong bent down slightly, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, "Why do you like work more than my boss?"
Make a wish: "This is the employee code. In front of the boss, even if you don't like work, you have to pretend to like work."
"Don't want this year's year-end award." Meng Zhengrong deliberately teased her.
"Then don't think about it for the whole next year." Wishing said blankly.
Meng Zhengrong: "..."
The two of them didn't stay here any longer, they got in the car and drove towards the neighboring city.
"What shall we eat in the neighboring city?" In fact, Wishing is still very picky about eating, after all, what he ate in his previous life was the food cooked by the royal chef of the palace.
Although there were not as many types of ingredients in the past, and the condiments were not as rich as now, but the reason why the imperial chef is an imperial chef must have two brushes. Even if the conditions are not as good as now, the food made is much more delicate than now.
It can be seen that on Sunday, if she can eat the food cooked by Meng Zhengrong, even if it is not true love, it is not too far away from true love.
In the current words, wishing is actually an invisible foodie.
Meng Zhengrong is not too picky when it comes to eating. After all, he has eaten delicacies from mountains and seas since he was a child. For him, everything is the same. Anyway, he only eats expensive ones. The possibility of mistakes in expensive restaurants It wasn't very big, so he said disapprovingly, "We'll see when we get there."
Wishing but hated this answer, she went out to dinner with colleagues in the department a few times, and she has a very thorough understanding of the current app, and she knows everything that should be used in life.
She took out her mobile phone, opened a review app, and started looking for the most popular restaurant with word-of-mouth reviews.
Meng Zhengrong saw her bowing her head and fiddled with her mobile phone, so she said, "Don't play with your mobile phone in the car, it's not good for your eyes."
Make a wish and ignore him.
He said he was going to eat in a neighboring city, and he didn't make any preparations in advance.
In some things, Meng Zhengrong is still very unreliable.
Meng Zhengrong ignored him when he made a wish, and he couldn't get angry anymore.
We soon arrived in the neighboring city, decided to make a wish, and went to a restaurant with the best reviews on Dianping.com.
As soon as he sat down, Meng Zhengrong asked casually, "Are you just looking for a place to eat?"
"En." Wishing looked around at the layout of the restaurant, the decoration is still very good, there are not many people at the moment, and the price is not very high when you open the menu, but it is not close to the people.
While eating, the wishing cell phone rang, and I picked it up to see that it was sent by a friend of the original owner.
This friend doesn't have many contacts with the original owner, but she speculates that he should be considered a friend.
"Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan, are you there? There is a very interesting thing. I just found out that that bitch Sun Zhi secretly got pregnant in order to marry Chen Hao. Chen Hao's parents don't like Sun Zhi at all. , Seeing that she was pregnant, she didn't give in, saying that she would only pass through the door unless she gave birth to a boy, and if she gave birth to a girl, then don't even think about it, hahaha, are you relieved!"
Wishing casually sent a smiling expression in the past, she didn't feel relieved, didn't feel much, but felt inexplicably sad for women in this society.
If it is said that in her past era, it was a feudal society after all, and there was a patriarchal atmosphere.
But now, with the development of the times and the progress of the society, the slogan of equality between men and women is also being used. Why do people still struggle with the matter of having boys and girls
Isn't it all the same? Whether it is a boy or a girl, they are all their own children.
In her observations, sometimes patriarchal patriarchs are often women.
Meng Zhengrong saw Wishing staring at the phone, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Wishing to lock the screen of the phone, looked at Meng Zhengrong, and said: "It's nothing, a friend told me about Chen Hao and Sun Zhi's recent situation, don't look at me with that look, I don't care at all, you know, more A theatergoer."
"What's going on? What's going on?"
"Sun Zhi is pregnant, and Chen Hao's parents said that unless the baby is a boy, she won't be allowed to live in the house, that's all."
Meng Zhengrong clicked his tongue, "Does his family have the throne, or does he have a lot of property that needs to be inherited?"
Make a wish and said casually: "Then the Meng family has a lot of property, do you want a boy to inherit it?"
The alarm bells in Meng Zhengrong's heart sounded immediately, and the question was raised to a high level, "As I said, I like both boys and girls. There is no such thing as gender-based preference."
"That's the question just now, what about the property of the Meng family, boy or girl?"
Wishing felt that the question he asked was a bit ridiculous. Although Meng Zhengrong despised Chen Hao's family, there were very few people in this circle who didn't think this way.
Thinking of this, she said again: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's eat and eat."
She shouldn't ask this question to embarrass Meng Zhengrong, even Meng Zhengrong can't help it.
Meng Zhengrong didn't want to turn the page lightly, he didn't want to make a wish and think wildly, so he put down his chopsticks and said very seriously: "Wrong, there is no rule for boys to inherit or girls to inherit. My ideal is to have a son and a daughter, just like me. Like Pingting, the Meng family also owns half of Pingting's. From now on, my property will also be owned by my children. If there is only one child, then there is no choice. If there are two children, then one half will be owned by each person. As for who is in charge Come to inherit my position, whoever is more capable will take the place, and if the daughter is better than the son, the position will be given to the daughter. My family is also like this. Whether it is for my father or me, who can let Meng The most important thing is that the family develops better, and it doesn't matter whether the successor is a man or a woman."
If you want the family to grow and develop, you have to get rid of these ideas, and whoever has the ability will do it.
Just because you have something three inches below the navel, you can sit back and enjoy the benefits, and let your family property be ruined for you.
There was no reaction on the surface of the wish, but in fact, my heart was more determined than before.
In her previous life, she had seen a lot of what kind of life a girl living in patriarchal thinking lived and how she was treated differently. She would never allow her children to encounter such ironic things in this new era.
Mrs. Xu was right in saying that aside from love, Meng Zhengrong is indeed a very good marriage partner.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with my answer?" Meng Zhengrong asked, "Everything I just said is the truth."
Wishing glanced at him, "Because I am satisfied, I will pay for today's meal."
It was the first time that Meng Zhengrong had a meal with a woman, and the other party asked to pay the bill. His expression was quite cheerful, "Okay, okay, you pay the bill."
==
The next day, when Xu Hui went to work again, the strange emotion in his heart had calmed down a lot. Even if he looked at Fang Mingyang, the expression on his face remained the same.
Fang Mingyang works very hard. Although he is not good at talking, he is not a blind person. As a newcomer in the department, he came here the first time today and poured a glass of warm water for his colleagues. Although there is a cleaning lady in the company, he still made a wish Seriously wiped the table and watered the potted plants. Colleagues came to work one after another. When they saw a glass of water on the desk, they all guessed that Fang Mingyang made it. They immediately liked this handsome newcomer even more.
There is not a lot of work for the newcomer, after all, many things are still unclear, and it is not time for dinner, making a wish as usual, and going to the finance department to have a look.
Now the people in the two departments fully understand that no one can be a wealthy wife easily, and it is not enough without two brushes. Wishing can be said to be in charge of the two departments now, but she arranges her work in an orderly manner and does not It's messy and flustered, and it's getting better and better, which is really impressive.
Wishing is actually not willing to take the elevator, unless she is in a hurry, most of the time, she is used to climbing stairs to exercise.
She was wearing flat shoes today and came to the safe passage. Before she took a few steps, she heard someone on the phone.
He leaned on the stairs and poked his head out to look at the source of the sound. It seemed to be Fang Mingyang. He was wearing a white shirt today. Judging from his back, it should be him.
His voice was very low, but the safe passage was too quiet at the moment, and he could vaguely hear a few words while making a wish.
"I will find a way about the rent. I go to work the next day. How could I advance my salary? It's still in the trial period. Don't think about it. I don't have much money on me. Don't worry, I won't use it indiscriminately." …”
"The company has a cafeteria, but it needs to be recharged, at least 300 at a time... There is a community near the company, and there is a small stall in it, and the fried noodles are only five yuan. I just eat that, and it's delicious. of."
"What's healthy or not? With the conditions at home, it's good to have something to eat. There's so much to talk about..."
She couldn't bear to make a wish anymore, she couldn't hear Fang Mingyang say such desolate words with such a face.
Even when my cousin was the poorest, he was personable, and he always taught her to pay attention to etiquette.
She couldn't stand it, really.
Make a wish, turn around and leave the safe passage, and choose to take the elevator.
She admits that she can't forget her cousin until now, how could she forget, the cousin's family has paid so much to avenge their family's case, and even died at the most glorious time, so she knows that this person is just with him The cousin looks exactly the same, he is not a cousin at all, but she still can't help but feel sad about it.
Wishing to get out of the elevator, seeing that she was about to reach the finance department, she gritted her teeth and turned back, took the elevator again, and returned to the public welfare project department.
As soon as he arrived at the department, he saw that Fang Mingyang was sorting out last year's information in the information book.
In fact, if you take a closer look, Fang Mingyang is really thin, like a thin bamboo pole. His condition is so bad, he still wears a very clean white shirt, and his hair is well combed, so he doesn't feel down.
Wishing to sigh, she called Fang Mingyang, "Come to my office."
Fang Mingyang quickly put down what he was doing, came to the wishing office, and closed the door with his backhand. He still didn't dare to look at the wishing, because he had never seen such a beautiful person, and this person still had such an identity. People have a subconscious sense of inferiority complex.
Little did they know that wishing to see his expression like this was even more unpleasant.
Even though he knew that this person was not his cousin, he would still be affected.
Just like when facing Meng Zhengrong back then, knowing that he was not the emperor, he still couldn't help being afraid, and it took a while to get over it.
I don't know how long it will take this time to completely regard Fang Mingyang as his subordinate and no longer be affected by this face.
"Manager." Fang Mingyang called out.
Wishing him to sit down, then rummaged through the drawer for a while, and found the meal card given to her by the personnel department.
Everyone in the personnel department and the finance department, including the cafeteria, is a smart person. At the time of making a wish, he took the meal card to top up the money, but the cafeteria looked at it, and the money in it was really staggering.
The canteen didn't dare to really swipe the card of the proprietress, so I made a wish and ate at the canteen a few times without spending any money.
"Did you get the meal card from the HR department?"
Fang Mingyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."
"I don't need this meal card, so you can use it first." Wishing to pass the meal card to Fang Mingyang, but he didn't dare to take it.
Wishing and sighing, "You are my assistant. Sometimes I have to work overtime and I need you to cook for me. It's not so troublesome. You can use my meal card if you have it."
Fang Mingyang felt that this was not very good, he took his boss's meal card or something.
Seeing that Fang Mingyang was still hesitating, Wish made a direct order, "Take it, even the manager of the finance department's meal card is for his assistant. This is an unwritten rule."
She guessed that Fang Mingyang didn't dare to really ask about it.
Fang Mingyang had no choice but to take it nervously.
"Take this card and go to the cafeteria to get a meal today, and also buy me a white fungus soup."
The cafeteria also has desserts, among which tremella soup is the best.
Fang Mingyang wanted to say something else, but he didn't know if it was appropriate to say it, so he nodded.
He has already decided in his heart that when he gets paid, he will add more money to his card.
"Okay, you don't need to cook for me today, I'll eat with my husband."
Fang Mingyang knew she was talking about Meng Zhengrong.
After Fang Mingyang went out, Wishing leaned on the seat, sighed deeply, but still couldn't sit back and watch, who told him to look exactly like his cousin.
It's just that there is still a little bit of loss in my heart. It would be great if this person is really my cousin.
At this time, the loneliness of the previous life suddenly reached its peak.
It's not that I don't care about family affection, nor is it that family affection is really weak, but that I don't have it.
The Xu family is also her current family in the sense of blood, but there is always something missing, let alone Fang Mingyang, it is just a face, which will not make her lose her mind.
After so much, Wishing feels that he has become fragile, and he actually begins to hope to have a real family member of his own.
This relative is her child, isn't it
Maybe there should be a breakthrough in the relationship between her and Meng Zhengrong.
==
Fang Mingyang ate the most sumptuous meal since this time, and he was still relishing the taste when he got home at night.
The former seniors were right, Meng's cafeteria would be able to retain a lot of people.
But he didn't dare to eat very expensive ones, and he ate the cheapest ones. He secretly recorded the accounts in his notebook, thinking that he would make up for it after the salary was paid and return it back.
He returned to the small rental house with the big steamed buns he bought at the supermarket.
He has been working for nearly a year, and because he is very frugal, he has saved some money. In fact, life is not so embarrassing, but the family has recently spent a lot of money.
Some time ago, my father was found to have cancer, and now he is undergoing treatment. His parents are both from rural areas, and they have no awareness of buying insurance at all. After the onset of the disease, it is too late to regret it.
The girlfriend who started dating in college also broke up with him, he understands, he understands.
Dad is still very young, so it is impossible for him not to treat him as he said. As a son and daughter, it is impossible to remain indifferent.
He moved from the small single room he had rented to this narrow attic, and the rent was several hundred yuan cheaper, which was also a saving.
The family's savings are almost exhausted, and my father has already said that if anyone uses the money for the children to prepare for their marriage, he will immediately commit suicide by drinking pesticide. My father always keeps his word, and no one dares to touch the money. That money is not enough.
Disease must be cured.
Fortunately, he applied for Meng's, and Meng's treatment was second to none in the industry.
This sudden change has crushed their family, and they can no longer withstand a little change.
In the rental house, my younger brother also just came back from the construction site, covered in sweat, sitting in front of an electric fan to blow off the heat.
The attic was so small and hot that it was hard to breathe.
The two brothers chatted while eating steamed buns, and Fang Mingyang mentioned the meal card incidentally, "The food in the company is delicious. After two days, when I get to know my colleagues well, I will ask if I can pack it and let you try it too." taste."
The younger brother Fang Xiaowu's eyes lit up, and he swallowed the steamed bun, "You said the proprietress gave you a meal card and asked you to use her?"
Although Fang Mingyang felt that his younger brother's tone was a bit strange, he still nodded.
Fang Xiaowu looked at his brother, and carefully measured it. Someone in the village said before that his brother has a star face, which is no worse than those male stars on TV.
"How old is the lady boss?"
"What are you asking this for?"
"Ask me, how old is she? Forty?"
Fang Mingyang thought of the wishing face, his ears were reddish, and he didn't know whether he was shy or hot, "It's about the same size as me, or maybe a little younger than me."
Fang Xiaowu slapped his thigh, and couldn't care less about eating steamed buns, "Brother, we may be getting rich! It depends on whether you dare or not!"
The topic changed too quickly, Fang Mingyang was startled, "What?"
"You get along with the proprietress every day, do you know what I mean? What they leak from the fingers of these rich people is enough to turn our family around!" Fang Xiaowu's eyes lit up when he thought of this.
Fang Mingyang didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he became very angry and cursed: "What kind of dirty idea are you thinking! Don't even think about it!"
He hasn't met Boss Meng yet, but he also knows how powerful he is, making a wish is not bad for him, is he still human with that kind of thinking? It's not as good as a beast!
"Don't scold me, how old is your boss? He must be old, brother, what you have to admit is that this is a good idea, and it's not clear to you that even if the two of us are exhausted, the whole family will be together If you go in, it will be very difficult to cure your father's illness, not to mention that even if your father's illness is cured, so what, the family is already poor!"
Fang Xiaowu became more and more excited as he talked, and finally his eyes were red, "How long has it been since Mom bought clothes? I feel distressed when I see our mother wearing tattered clothes, and the same goes for my younger sister. She will go to high school soon, and I am afraid she will drop out of school too!" Brother, this is the way, and the best way out! Those rich people have messy private lives, and it’s not unheard of in the news. Do you know that your boss doesn’t have a mistress? They all play their own way!”
"Stop it!" Fang Mingyang roared, dropped the steamed bun in his hand, and strode out of the room. He walked downstairs quickly, the weather was hot, and he was sweating while trying to get rid of what his brother said.
Helpless, what the younger brother said was like a nail nailed into his heart.
The face making the wish is even more lingering in my mind.
Can such a person on the clouds reach him with his feet on the mud
==
At the same time, Wishing and Meng Zhengrong had just finished dinner, and now they are used to going for a walk after eating to digest food.
Wishing to look down at the hands he and Meng Zhengrong were holding together, he was very emotional. He didn't know when they started, but they seemed to be getting closer.
Except for that, it seems that everything that is done between husband and wife has already been done.
It's as if they are already a real couple.
Meng Zhengrong thought about the day's events, pondered for a while, and asked, "I heard that you gave your meal card to your assistant?"
Wishing to stop, Meng Zhengrong also stopped. She looked at him, although she didn't speak, her eyes were full of doubts.
How did Meng Zhengrong know about this trivial matter? Could it be that Fang Mingyang told someone? Who told Meng Zhengrong again
"Don't think about it, I didn't put any eyeliner around you." Meng Zhengrong reached out and touched her head, jokingly said: "The lady boss doesn't eat coriander, doesn't eat bitter melon, she likes spicy food, and there are some taboos Yes, the people in the canteen dare to neglect you, they know your card, and when they saw a new employee took your card, they called my assistant specially, thinking that something happened."
"Of course, what's more important is that all of them are old-fashioned, thinking that your new assistant is a relative of your family, so they wanted to inquire about it."
What Meng Zhengrong didn't say was that after knowing this, he resisted the urge to call her and ask her immediately. He always felt that this was too stingy, and it was not something a mature man would do at all, so he waited until after dinner to pretend nothing had happened. raised his tone.
Wishing helplessly, it turned out to be such a thing.
I thought Meng Zhengrong was so powerful that he knew everything about the company.
Meng Zhengrong looked at Wishing, and deliberately elongated the tone: "Why did you give the meal card to your assistant?"
Wishing to take a look at Meng Zhengrong, he decided to tell the truth: "When I went back to the finance department today, I walked up the stairs and heard him on the phone. Anyway, the situation is quite embarrassing. I guess I don't even have enough money for meals. Thinking that he is my assistant and subordinate, it’s okay if I don’t know, since I know, I should help.”
In fact, even if Fang Mingyang didn't have such a face, she would do the same.
Whether it's in the workplace or in the palace before, there is no harm in being nice to the people below. For her, it is just a little effort, but for others, it may be a timely help.
Meng Zhengrong said kindly, without concealing his jealousy, "I was a little sour when I knew it. Why do you care so much about this assistant? Is it because of his handsome parents?"
At Meng Zhengrong's age and position, he can't afford to have trouble with young men, but when he hears his wife is kind to other people, he will still feel a little jealous, whether it's being kind to a man or a woman.
Wishing was provoked by his attitude and laughed dumbly, "How could that be?"
"Why not?" Meng Zhengrong didn't have the aura of being in the company at this time, and a few words were written all over his body - coax me, coax me quickly.
The wish became serious, and said: "Really not, it's just my assistant, I can't even have enough food, so what strength and energy do I have to work for me?"
Meng Zhengrong accepted this explanation, but he still reminded half-truthfully: "Anyway, you can't betray me, and you can't have such thoughts at all, and of course I am too."
Wishing felt that Meng Zhengrong was really funny. She knew very well that Fang Mingyang was not a cousin, so naturally there would be no empathy. At most, he would take care of him within the limits. After all, he was also her assistant and her subordinate. isn't it
Meng Zhengrong leaned in front of her, lowered his head, and lightly pecked her lips, "If the person I like does something wrong to me, the consequences will be serious."
It's hard for Meng Zhengrong not to blush when he said something like this.
Make a wish: "What will happen?"
Eh, no, someone he likes
He admits he likes her
Meng Zhengrong pinched her face. Recently, he especially likes to touch her. She likes to pinch and kiss her, "Anyway, it's serious."
In fact, he would not have bothered to make a wish in the past, but he didn't know why he would be upset when he thought that she would be nice to an unimportant person, even if it was just a little bit, just a love between colleagues.
Maybe something like possessiveness will turn into a little monster when it meets someone it likes.