Allow her to be pampered

Ever since he went to the firm, Chi Rong has intentionally or unintentionally inquired about recruitment from various sources.

She first made a phone call and asked Wu Qingzhi: "Are you busy with work today? Will you leave work earlier? I'm afraid you are worrying about recruitment."

But Wu Qingzhi's answer was of no reference value, he only said: "Zhang Qifang is in charge of administrative and personnel affairs, I just approve and sign. Chi Rong, but what's the matter at home, why is it so urgent?"

Wu Qingzhi answered the question so calmly, but Chi Rong couldn't make up any decent excuses for a while, so he fought with his lips and tongue, and whispered softly: "It's nothing, just... just a little... I miss you a little bit .”

These words are Chi Rong's quick witty words, they can be said from the bottom of his heart, without any hypocrisy.

Therefore, although the voice is as thin as a mosquito, it taught Wu Qingzhi to hear clearly.

Chi Rong has him in his heart, and Wu Qingzhi is very attached to him.

"Chi Rong, I miss you too. I must go home early today."

Recently, the business of the business was complicated, and Wu Qingzhi occasionally had to work overtime, leaving only Chi Rong to eat in the mansion.

For example, today, although he does not rest for a moment from morning to night, and has not eaten a drop of rice, he still has a lot of work that has not been sorted out.

It is difficult for Wu Qingzhi to get out of work, but he refuses to ignore the affection of his children.

So he hung up the phone, and immediately called Jiang Mengguang and Jiang Xingguang from the secretary's office next door, and gave a death order: "Be sure to check all the accounts before six o'clock in the afternoon, without delay."

After finishing speaking, I ignored the Jiang family brothers' moaning again and again, and only focused on writing.

In this room, Wu Qingzhi was busy with every possible situation, racing against time, while on the other side, Chi Rong made another phone call.

She rummaged through the notebook next to the phone, and finally found the phone number of Jiang Xingguang's office.

After several busy beeps, Chi Rong just picked up the phone. Without being polite, Chi Rong asked straightforwardly: "Jiang Xingguang, has the recruitment of the firm been finalized, what is the deadline for registration, and when will the exam be?"

Jiang Xingguang was being harassed by Brick's thick accounts. When Chi Rong asked about the business, he asked him if he didn't ask Wu Qingzhi. Apart from being puzzled, he was even more irritable: "Your couple is endless, right? I'm working overtime, and you're here again, so why don't you just ask Wu Qing about this kind of thing!"

Chi Rong only hated Jiang Xingguang's inability to turn his head around, but considering that this guy is now tutoring her in accounting, he couldn't argue with him, so he said kindly: "If I ask Wu Qingzhi, he will know what I want to do. Is it! When the time comes, I still have to study for exams and exams, and he opens the back door and catches me in!"

Jiang Xingguang understood Chi Rong's thoughts. She wanted to learn accounting because she wanted to find work on her own, and she didn't take the shortcut Wu Qingzhi gave, which made him agree.

So I informed the personnel recruitment one by one, and added a sentence at the end: "With your current three-legged skill, it is not bad to be able to understand the account book! If you want to compare with other people who participated in the test, you have to work harder!"

After Chi Rong heard this, his heart was on fire, but he had nowhere to vent it.

What Jiang Xingguang said was right, the No. [-] leather firm in Yue'an, recruiting and employing people, naturally strives for excellence, and will never get a small fish and shrimp to work hard.

Not to mention how many people would come here to attract the fame inside and outside the city of Yue'an, all of them sharpened their heads and wanted to find a position in the commercial firm, which made the competition even more difficult.

If Chi Rong wanted to win an interview opportunity, he would have to work twice, or even a hundred times, in order to hold a stepping stone.

She clenched her fists secretly, said thank you and see you later, and hung up the phone.

In this way, the only bit of luck in Chi Rong's heart was extinguished, he just closed the door, immediately opened the textbooks and draft paper, and immersed himself in studying hard.

Chi Rong is not stupid, and even has a very clever mind, but usually all his cleverness is used in side ways, and this is the first time he has racked his brains to study knowledge.

Before class was suspended, she did study hard for a few days, but at most it was just for the sake of good grades, rote memorization, which was useless.

Today, Chi Rong finally understands the so-called application.

She learns at the beginning and uses it deeply. Although she has read the textbooks thoroughly and memorized the formulas, she can also calculate and draw the results based on the given numbers, but she is even more scrupulous.

Books are dead, people are alive, no one will make fake accounts into exam questions, everything depends on thousands of calculations.

Calculations and calculations are calculations and tricks when they are taken apart.

Chi Rong had been studying hard all day long, but encountered a bottleneck and found it difficult to break through, so she couldn't help practicing a few more questions.

She changed several ways of thinking to try to crack it. Time passed so fast that Chi Rong didn't notice it, and she didn't even know it was one o'clock when she got off work.

It wasn't until a few light knocks on the door that she was called back from the book: "Chi Rong, I'm back."

It was Wu Qingzhi.

His voice is gentle and clear, which is comfortable to listen to.

When Chi Rong heard the sound, she panicked, she just hid the books and manuscript paper under the pillow before going to open the door.

"You've worked hard—yes!"

As soon as the door opened, Chi Rong was hugged by a pair of arms around the waist before he could see the figure clearly.

Chi Rong didn't take precautions at all, her body suddenly flew into the air, which only made her let out a low scream.

Chi Rong was most afraid that Wu Qingzhi would lift her up high like a child. Since he was born tall, he naturally wouldn't understand the shorty's fear of heights.

But he had been thinking about Chi Rong for a whole day, so he wanted to give her a good hug anyway.

"Wow, put me down!" Chi Rong flopped her legs like a rabbit that had fallen to the ground, "It's too high, it's too high, I'm afraid!"

Wu Qingzhi smiled and said, "Chi Rong, I'll hold you tight so you won't fall."

But Chi Rong still hugged Wu Qingzhi's neck tightly, not daring to let go while hanging on his body: "No, you put me down, let me down now!"

"Chi Rong, you hug me so tightly, how can I move easily."

The two were inseparable, Chi Rong seemed to want to refuse and welcome, hugged each other for a long time, and finally put his feet on the ground.

Wu Qingzhi felt that it wasn't enough, so he kissed Chi Rong's face again, it was really gluey.

Tired and crooked enough, Wu Qingzhi just changed his clothes and freshened up. He changed out of his suit and put on a light ramie shirt.

He likes to wear this kind of clothing that is popular among students recently, and he doesn't know why.

But Wu Qingzhi is handsome and has a good figure, so he can always look good in this kind of clothes.

Chi Rong couldn't help but said: "You look young in this shirt, don't say it, it's really pretty."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qingzhi showed a hesitant expression: "Doesn't it look good in a suit when I usually wear it?"

Young is young, only those who are not young can look young, and those who are not young are old.

In terms of age alone, Wu Qingzhi is in the middle of his prime, so there is nothing old about it, but when it comes to getting married and having children, Wu Qingzhi is an old man through and through, not to mention that he married an eighteen-year-old wife, A full round smaller than him.

The self-esteem of an old man is naturally linked to his age. Chi Rong's words inadvertently pointed to Wu Qingzhi's weakness.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," Chi Rong repeatedly defended, "You usually look good in a suit, too, and you look very mature and stable."

After hearing this, Wu Qingzhi complained, "Mature? Chi Rong, do you think I'm old?"

Chi Rong's original intention was to praise Wu Qingzhi, saying that he has an elegant temperament, but the word "mature" is self-defeating, which makes people incoherent.