Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

That night, Zhang Zijun didn't sleep well, because lying on the bed, what Zhang Tianzhu told her over and over again in her mind was that getting an engagement would be better than getting a marriage certificate directly.

So, the next day, she was destined to go to work in the company with two panda eyes, and her image really shocked the director Qiao Zimo.

"My Miss Zhang, even if you really suffered from insomnia last night, can I trouble you to touch up with concealer or something? You have such big panda eyes, aren't you afraid to scare the people in the company into a faint?"

"Aren't all giant pandas attractive?" Zijun blinked his big eyes with panda eyes: "Do you think I look like a giant panda in a zoo?"

"..." Qiao Zimo was so angry that she was speechless.

"Is there any work that I need to do today?" Seeing that Qiao Zimo was speechless, Zijun quickly changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, I have not been in this company for a long time, and it seems that I just received my salary and did nothing. There are so many things, I feel a little guilty when I receive my salary."

"You've finally come to your senses." Qiao Zimo stopped talking about her panda eyes, and immediately threw her a file: "This is an order I received the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will entrust you with the pediatric design." Let's play."

"Okay," Zijun took it and opened it with a smile. After reading only two pages, he exclaimed, "Qiao Zimo, is this pediatrics?"

"Oh, isn't it?" Qiao Zimo turned his head to look at it pretending to be ignorant, and then said solemnly: "It doesn't seem to be pediatrics, maybe it's an oncology department, but you are an expert, and tumors are nothing to worry about. The important task of cutting out the cancerous tumor is entrusted to you."

"I can't do it," Zijun cried, "Qiao Zimo, you did it on purpose."

Qiao Zimo nodded with a smile: "Did you know that there is a voice circulating in the outside world these two days that some people questioned that your original intercity track was designed by Lu Ruidong and was given to you, so you have to come up with a new work." Shut those people's mouths."

"But you don't need to produce such a new and high-end work?" Zijun said with a bitter face: "Qiao Zimo, such a work must be a master, like you, or like Lu Ruidong, I don't know what to do. Can't finish it."

"No, you're wrong," Qiao Zimo corrected her with a smile: "Lu Ruidong and I may not be able to complete such a work, so I entrust this difficult task to you."

"..." Zhang Zijun almost vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

The rich country wants to build a new airport. The rich country is not big and the land is limited, but people require the airport to be able to carry planes from all over the world in a classic situation.

Airports are different from all buildings, because not only the use of formal architectural styles must be considered, but also various factors such as the airways of the airport.

Zhang Zijun finally understood that this was a hot spot, and Qiao Zimo, who didn't know what he was busy with recently, probably didn't have much confidence, so he threw the potato directly to her.

"After you design this airport, I will give you the position of director, and I will be your assistant!" Qiao Zimo said with a smile, "I really hope to live a life like yours where you don't have to do much but still get paid. "

Zijun barely vomited blood from his anger, but he gracefully turned around and left the assistant's office, and walked towards his director's office, leaving this hard bone to Zhang Zijun.

Zijun sat in the office all morning, and she didn't sleep well before, and she became dizzy and dizzy because of this hard bone. She didn't even have a clue for the whole morning.

At noon, she wanted to call Tong Zhenyu to complain about Qiao Zimo's hatefulness, but the moment she took out her phone, she hesitated again.

Tong Zhenyu and her are indeed in a relationship, but there is no direct relationship between work and a relationship, she cannot refuse a challenging job just because Tong Zhenyu is her boyfriend.

In the end, he put down the phone, his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't even think about having lunch, so he lay down on the desk and fell asleep like this.

. .

Zijun didn't expect to see Xu Ruoxi again, because she and Xu Ruoxi hadn't had any intersections, and she kept her promise, went to the second hospital, and asked her that she couldn't draw blood now.

Therefore, she thought that if she hadn't met by chance, she wouldn't have met Xu Ruoxi again. Even if she met again, she probably would have met while shopping or dining in a certain restaurant.

However, in fact, she thought the problem was too simple. On the day before the 9th, that is, on September 30th, she and Xu Ruoxi met again.

Because the next day was the National Day, it ushered in a seven-day holiday, and she and Tong Zhenyu were a little busy in the last two days, so they didn't bother to see each other except for phone calls.

The next day was a holiday. In the afternoon, she received a call from Aunt Zhao, asking her to go to the Second Hospital to get her father's medicine. Because Aunt Zhao took care of another patient in the past two days, she had no time to send it to her father. .

Since the last time she went to the Second Hospital and asked her if she could draw blood and make a bone marrow match with Xu Yunchang, Zijun hadn't been to the Second Hospital again, although Xu Yunchang had been staying in the Second Hospital.

She asked for Qiao Zimo's leave of absence and went to the Second Hospital an hour early because Aunt Zhao was working on the 17th floor of the inpatient department. As a last resort, she had to go to the 17th floor to find Aunt Zhao.

However, what she didn't expect was that Aunt Zhao's new patient was actually Xu Yunchang, so when she walked to the door of Xu Yunchang's ward, she was immediately stunned.

Just when she was thinking that she had made a mistake, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and Wu Yuling walked out in a hurry. When she saw Zijun standing at the door, she was obviously taken aback.

Zijun didn't intend to say hello to Wu Yuling, and instinctively stepped aside, but Wu Yuling stopped her first, with a visibly trembling voice; "Zijun, are you here to visit?"

"I'm here to find Aunt Zhao Rong," Zijun quickly interrupted Wu Yuling's words with a cold expression on his face.

"Zijun," Wu Yuling couldn't bear her indifference, so she couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Zijun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that night..."

"That's what your daughter likes to say the most." Zijun's voice was obviously sharp: "If you just say sorry when you kill someone, then there are probably countless murderers in this world."

"Murder?" Wu Yuling's voice became sharper: "Zijun, how can you say that about me?"

"Then what should I say about you?" Zijun's mouth twitched mockingly: "You killed the child in my stomach, didn't you kill a life? The child in my stomach is not a human being? "