Zhou Yaling blinked, not quite understanding what her brother meant.
Isn't Su Wenyan on a business trip?
…………
In the evening, it’s better to have dinner without Jingchun. In Zhou Yaling's words, she is still a wounded person, and the scars on her hands cannot be stained with too much water.
Mo Jingchun naturally... believed Zhou Yaling's evil deeds.
Well, who makes him the elder brother? It's okay to cheat on your sister in normal times, but you still have to feel sorry for her at critical moments.
Looking at the old hen soup in the middle of the dining table, Zhou Yaling suddenly lost her appetite.
"Brother, why is it old hen soup again? There is a thick layer of oil on it."
"Is it the same? It's different. I added mushrooms, so the taste is definitely different. If you don't believe me, try it."
Regarding the layer of oil that Zhou Yaling disliked, Mo Jingchun scooped it into a bowl with a spoon, blew on it and took a sip.
For a person like him who can't gain weight no matter how much he eats, he has nothing to fear from drinking some oil and water.
Candy, who was still reserved at first, swallowed her throat after seeing her brother drinking the chicken soup with relish and making a "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk" sound, and couldn't help but pick up the spoon and scoop a spoonful into his bowl.
Candy is not silly at all, just take a spoonful and taste it first.
Hey, hey, hey, he looked like a salty candy. Without hesitation, he took a spoon and scooped up half a bowl of chicken soup.
My sister's injury is almost healed. I don't know when she will have chicken soup next time.
After a long time, Zhou Yaling, who was eating green vegetables, looked at her brother and the candy with their expressions of enjoyment, and couldn't help but take a bite, so she lost control.
A whole large porcelain basin of chicken soup was divided among the three of them in one meal.
"It's really not scumbag~hic~" Zhou Yaling praised without hesitation.
The next second, Zhou Yaling changed her tone and said with a smile: "Brother, I will leave the responsibility of washing the dishes to you."
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun, who was leaning on the chair and picking his teeth with a toothpick, said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I think your wound will be healed in three days at most."
After a pause, Mo Jingchun did not forget to remind: "Be careful when you go to the company tomorrow. Don't let uncle see your hands."
Zhou Yaling waved her hand indifferently, "It's not a big problem if he's discovered. I can't see anything anymore. I just fell down the stairs and got bumped."
"Your wound doesn't look like a bump, okay?"
"It doesn't matter. I am standing in front of the old man as a living person. The old man will definitely not be worried. At most, he will frown and say that I don't have eyes to walk with."
Mo Jingchun smiled and did not answer.
What could he say? The uncle might really be considerate and say, "I'll let you walk without eyes."
In the eyes of the older generation, these words are concern, just like the expression of a smile. Young people think that it is a mockery or a smile of death, but in the eyes of the older generation, it is just a smile.
Maybe this is the generation gap.
The next day, Monday.
Zhou Yaling, who had taken personal leave for a week, returned to work only to find that she had accumulated a lot of unprocessed work after a week.
There are more than 100 processes that need to be reviewed, and this is the review process accumulated over the two days of Saturday and Sunday after colleagues reviewed it on their behalf. Most of them are interns applying for personal leave. Like her last week, they need to return to school for a week or more.
On the other side, after Mo Jingchun asked Xia Xiaomin to call Su Wenyan over, he sat in front of the coffee table and made tea carefully.
Let’s make tea. If you watch it a lot, you will learn it naturally.
Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, since Mo Jingchun learned the process of making tea, he discovered that this thing is really addictive.
Without keeping Mo Jingchun waiting, Xia Xiaomin came back with Su Wenyan.
It seemed that Su Wenyan should have been preparing to report on the work progress early in the morning, but the big boss didn't know when he would show up in the office.
Having said that, after five days of 24-hour processing by Dabai, the No. 2 laboratory building has been renovated and some experimental equipment has been moved into the laboratory.
People from the Aerospace Laboratory will be able to move into the No. 2 Laboratory Building this week.
"Hey, our great hero has worked hard."
"Here, freshly brewed tea."
After saying that, Mo Jingchun raised his head and glanced at Xia Xiaomin, and said calmly: "Xiaoxia, close the soundproof door."
Hearing this, Xia Xiaomin was just slightly stunned before executing the order.
Not shying away from Xia Xiaomin, Mo Jingchun asked with a smile:
"Beauty Su, can you share your feelings at that time?"
When Su Wenyan picked up the teacup, he was scalded by the boiling water, so he put down the teacup.
Under the curious gazes of Mo Jingchun and Xia Xiaomin, Su Wenyan twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "What's there to say?"
As he said this, Su Wenyan glanced at Xia Xiaomin intentionally or unintentionally.
She remembered the contents of the confidentiality agreement clearly, and she didn't want to lose her promising future because of it.
Sensing Su Wenyan's eyes, Mo Jingchun said calmly: "She is considered a semi-official person."
However, Su Wenyan still kept silent.
Who said that talking about military bases in front of official personnel is not a leak, let alone only half official personnel.
Xia Xiaomin, who also realized this, didn't mean to be angry at all. After smiling slightly, she consciously left the office and closed the door behind her.
There was no one else around now, so Su Wenyan stopped pretending and complained weakly: "Boss, I almost got tricked to death by you this time."
"I was standing on the top of the mountain admiring the beautiful scenery, and all of a sudden two big men jumped out, holding real ones in their hands."
As he said this, Su Wenyan was still a little scared. Fortunately, he was so frightened that he didn't resist. Otherwise, it's not sure whether he would be able to sit here and talk now.
At this moment, Mo Jingchun said in a faint tone: "Appreciating the beautiful scenery? Are you sure you are not singing a song there, ah~ah~ah~"
Su Wenyan, who blushed, smiled and asked doubtfully: "Boss, how do you know?"
"Why do you think they let you go so quickly? They almost asked me to pick them up in person."
"As for why I know..." Mo Jingchun took out his cell phone and handed it to Su Wenyan.
“You can check it out in the photo album for yourself, and people have sent me the videos.”
Su Wenyan, who remained silent, looked at the scene in the video with shame and anger. From the perspective of the video, it can be inferred that it should have been filmed by one of the two old men, and it should still be in the head-mounted style.
Taking a deep breath, Su Wenyan returned the phone to the boss.
"Eh? I thought you would delete it?" Mo Jingchun said in surprise.
"Boss, is it too late now?"
Mo Jingchun chuckled, it was obvious what he meant.
If you don't use it when you get a chance, who's to blame?
Su Wenyan, who had already broken the pot, rubbed his hands and smiled politely: "Boss, what about the agreed 120%?"
(End of chapter)
