The world's most sassy sweet wife

The father and son were stunned.

Yu Ziqing continued: "I need someone who knows enough about Chang's to help me manage the company. If Chairman Chang doesn't mind, I can re-employ you as the vice chairman and handle the daily affairs of the company on my behalf."

Chang Baiyuan's eyes blurred, and he burst into tears in an instant.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

His throat choked, and he only shouted: "Mrs. He!"

Yu Ziqing looked calm: "I hope you can manage the company well, otherwise I will find someone more capable to take your place."

Chang Baiyuan wiped away two tears, accepted the employment contract excitedly, and promised with trembling hands:

"Don't worry Madam He, I will definitely live up to your trust!"

At his age, he doesn't care about how much money he makes.

In the past, he wanted to stand up, not to make money, but to save Chang's.

In fact, he earned so much money, he didn't use it to enjoy anything at all.

Chang Song was dumbfounded: "Sister!"

He knew that his father was very annoying sometimes, but the idol gave him such a chance.

Yu Ziqing smiled at him: "Don't think that I don't care about money. I only care about profit and loss in business, not affection. You want to be the successor of the Chang family now, but you have no chance."

With tears in his eyes, Chang Song looked at her gratefully.

His sister is not that kind of person!

He knew that the idol was looking for spiritual sustenance for his father.

If my father left the company like this, he would definitely feel very sad.

He is still thinking about how to comfort his father, and now the idol has helped him solve this big problem.

"Sister, you are so kind!"

If possible, he really wants to hug his idol!
A pair of indifferent eyes made him give up this idea.

Seeing his stupid look, Yu Ziqing patted his forehead: "Cry!"

He Xuanchen frowned.

Yu Ziqing looked at Zhang Puhe and said, "Mr. Zhang, you have worked hard."

Zhang Puhe nodded: "This is what I should do."

Yu Ziqing didn't say anything else, and looked at Chang Baiyuan again: "Then I'll go first."

The matter has been settled. As for how the Chang family will manage it in the future, with Chang Baiyuan and Zhang Puhe around, she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Chang Song asked, "Sister, are you going back to the studio?"

Yu Ziqing said, "I won't go today."

It's already noon, and it's only two or three hours to work in the studio, but it still doesn't pass.

The father and son sent the two of them out of the company respectfully, and watched their car disappear before their eyes.

Chang Song asked curiously, "Dad, do you really not regret it?"

Chang Baiyuan looked at the sky, and exhaled a breath of foul air: "If you want to say that you regret it, there is indeed a little bit."

Chang Song frowned: "You..."

Chang Baiyuan laughed loudly, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You boy, I'm afraid your sister will suffer. Don't worry, this company is where I have worked for decades, I just can't let go of my feelings for it .Now the company is not our family, but I can stay here and continue to work hard, which is also very good.”

Chang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you know. Even if you don't work, I can afford you."

Chang Baiyuan said with a smile: "I use you to support me? I am also a person with a job now."

Chang Song curled his lips: "Then you have to take care of yourself, my sister won't let sick people hinder her from making money. That's enough, I'm going back to the studio."

Chang Baiyuan laughed heartily, and said to Zhang Puhe beside him:
"That girl is really capable."

Zhang Puhe looked in the direction where the car disappeared, and smiled slightly: "Yes."

He withdrew his gaze and said respectfully, "Vice Chairman Chang, let me report to you the current situation of the company."

*
He Xuanchen drove the car, looking at the woman who was closing her eyes from time to time.

Yu Ziqing closed her eyes and said, "Can you drive well?"

She wanted to squint for a while, but couldn't fall asleep at all.

He Xuanchen pursed his lips, and his face immediately turned dark.

"When did you cooperate with Zhang Puhe?"

Yu Ziqing said, "I don't need to report to you, do I?"

He Xuanchen said with a livid face: "You would rather cooperate with irrelevant people than trust me?"

Yu Ziqing said lazily: "You didn't say that you can only cooperate with you. The chances of winning are higher if you have more helpers. Look at how quickly the matter is resolved."

He Xuanchen's name is really resounding, and he completely fooled the alliance when he appeared on the stage.

Otherwise, if you encounter trouble in the future, mention his name first?
He Xuanchen snorted coldly.

Anyway, just don't believe him.

Yu Ziqing opened her eyes and said, "Stop the car."

He Xuanchen pretended not to hear.

Yu Ziqing glared at him: "Didn't you hear me when I said stop?"

He Xuanchen stepped up the accelerator.

Yu Ziqing sighed: "I really don't understand why you have to pester me."

He Xuanchen remained silent with a dark face.

Yu Ziqing stared at his face in confusion: "Tell me, do you have memories of your previous life? What enmity do we have?"

They have been together for 24 hours.

A full 24 hours!

Always beware of his various tricks.

It's tiring.

He Xuanchen looked at her angrily, and asked, "Yu Ziqing, do you really have a heart?"

Why is everything he does considered ulterior motives?
Even if he didn't do anything, but just approached her, it was regarded as another conspiracy.

If she has the heart, why can't she feel his intentions in doing all this?

Yu Ziqing said coldly, "I haven't."

She really wished she didn't, so that she wouldn't be irritable, and wouldn't have so many troubles.

The car brakes suddenly.

He Xuanchen's chest rose and fell violently.

Yu Ziqing looked straight ahead and did not meet his gaze.

They didn't want to quarrel, so they were deadlocked for a while.

Yu Ziqing said coldly, "Get out of the car, I have something to do."

He Xuanchen asked, "Where are you going?"

Yu Ziqing said indifferently: "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

He Xuanchen suppressed his anger, did not get out of the car, and did not speak.

The two were deadlocked for a while.

He Xuanchen changed the subject and said, "How about I guess?"

Yu Ziqing rolled her eyes in disgust: "Boring."

He Xuanchen stared at her face: "You want to go home?"

Just as Yu Ziqing was about to raise her eyebrows, she heard him say, "Probably not."

He Xuanchen said again: "Do you want to go shopping?"

The corners of Yu Ziqing's mouth curled up, and just as she was about to say that you guessed wrong, the man said again:
"Nor."

She reminded in a cold voice: "I'll give you one last chance. If you still can't guess, get out of the car."

He Xuanchen snapped his fingers: "I see."

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "What do you know?"

He Xuanchen didn't speak, started the car, turned the steering wheel, turned around, and went straight to Jiangcheng Academy of Fine Arts.

Fang Jue was the only one in the studio.

At this time, he was chatting with others, holding a paintbrush in his hand, drawing very seriously on the hand-painted board.

"Old Xia, you are not good at this line draft, and you didn't shut up. It's hard to do when you color it."

"Why are you going to coax your grandson again? If you don't do your homework seriously, I won't practice with you anymore."

"Who is sour? I have so many apprentices, no different from my own!"

Yu Ziqing looked at the computer screen, it turned out that the teacher was still practicing the homework she assigned.

For so many days, she didn't pay attention.

She pointed to the chair and signaled He Xuanchen not to disturb his old man.

After they sat down, Yu Ziqing thought about that question again, and asked in a low voice:

"How did you guess that?"