I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 42 National Day
In the office, a chubby beautiful woman leaned against the window, looking out the window with blurred eyes.

When a person reaches middle age, it is easy to encounter a middle-aged crisis. At this moment, Zhou Shuyi is very confused. After her husband passed away, she devoted all her attention to her work. Gradually, she got out of the shadow in her heart.

When work was at a loss and everyone was keen to fish, she, who was full of enthusiasm, felt more and more lonely and lonely.

As she got older, her parents began to urge her to remarry, but getting married at this age is a very embarrassing thing, and she is not the kind of person who compromises.

"Secretary Zhou."

Xiaokui yelled, but when there was no response, she raised her pitch again.

"Secretary Zhou—"

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Zhou Shuyi turned around, turned around and sat down, showing her usual serious work attitude.

"These are some arrangements for the National Day holiday. If you think there is no problem, I will arrange it."

Xiaokui handed over the document.

Zhou Shuyi looked at it and quickly signed it and handed it back.

"Secretary Zhou, your complexion is not very good, do you have something on your mind?"

Xiaokui asked very concerned.

worry?Zhou Shuyi felt depressed in her heart, because just now she remembered the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Maybe she missed her family during the festival, and she really longed for someone to accompany her that night.At this time, Zhang Zhicheng came and called her to admire the moon.

She has been thinking about what would happen if she went to watch the moon with him that night

"No, go get busy."

Zhou Shuyi shook her head, Xiaokui was just her assistant, not someone she thought she could talk about.

Xiao Kui didn't want to ask too many questions, since her family had nothing to do with her. She felt baffled by being selected by Secretary Zhou. Many people thought she was Zhou Shuyi's relative, and Xiao Kui thought so too, but in fact they had never even met before. Pass.

Stretching out her hand to touch the narcissus, she thought of Qin Zhi. Although he was well aware of Qin Zhi's various shortcomings as a rich young man, the non-stop narcissus gave her a little life in this dead office. .

"Secretary Zhou, the National Day holiday, do you have any arrangements?"

Qin Zhi called suddenly, she was still very strange, just thinking of Qin Zhi, he called, which made Zhou Shuyi feel very special.

"No."

"How about going to climb Feitian Mountain together?"

Qin Zhi suggested that going on an outing together is undoubtedly the best way to promote feelings.

Seeing that Zhou Shuyi didn't answer, obviously hesitating, he hurriedly said.

"It just so happens that I have several projects that benefit farmers and want to talk to you."

Qin Zhi has found an opportunity to get along with Zhou Shuyi.

"Ok."

Zhou Shuyi agreed. After all, she would be very happy if she could make political achievements.

"Stop calling, are you annoying?"

Peng Shanshan said angrily.

"I want you to manage."

Zhang Zhicheng was very depressed, he had already made several phone calls, each time asking if he had an appointment, and when he heard no, he immediately said a few official words and hung up the phone.

He said all the good things and hoped that she would pass them on, but they were all rejected. How did he know that Wang Zhuxi had already said hello, and all calls from Zhang Zhicheng would be dealt with in a foolish way.

"It's useless to call your landline. If you want a date, call your cell phone."

Yang Lanlan reminded.

But the problem is, he doesn't know about Zhou Shuyi's cell phone, and now Xiaokui ignores him. He thinks that it's really unacceptable to ask Zhou Shuyi on the National Day.

"If you have the ability, go to the dormitory and shout a few more words."

Peng Shanshan was shocked.

When Peng Shanshan said this, Zhang Zhicheng suddenly blushed, thinking of the ridiculous things about the Mid-Autumn Festival. Hey, it seems that she really hates me.

"Lan Lan, where should we travel during the National Day?" Peng Shanshan asked, after all, she made a lot of money live streaming this month, and she didn't know what everyone liked about Zhang Zhicheng, so she liked to give him gifts.

Especially when Zhang Zhicheng said that he was not a filial son, and he really was not a filial son, they went to death.

How did she know that Zhang Zhicheng was the most outrageous, and there were also those who slept in the live broadcast, just lying in bed and sleeping all night without doing anything, and the one who made the most moves turned over, and there were people who gave rewards like this.

It can only be said that poverty limits your imagination, and there are too many rich people to talk about. When they are happy, they will give tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands at will.The boss is not short of money.

"What's there to do? It's not like you don't know about National Day. There are seven days of holiday and four days of gambling, and the rest of the day is spent queuing up to buy tickets."

Yang Lanlan didn't want to join in the fun.Instead, she is now a little worried about Zhicheng Express, and Zhicheng Express is getting better and better. It is impossible for Meituan and Hungry to not react. When they backhand a Wang Zha, it is estimated that they will lose money.

"Hehe, yes."

Peng Shanshan agrees.

"Well, how about we go back to our hometown during the National Day and make a few videos?"

Yang Lanlan suggested that when everyone is traveling around, the filial son goes home to honor his parents at the grave, the effect of the program will naturally be full, and there will definitely be countless fans by then.

"That's not good."

Peng Shanshan looked bad. She didn't want Zhang Zhicheng to go back to her hometown, because then he could see Zhou Shuyi again. Although Zhou Shuyi was widowed and still young, she did have a unique charm that ordinary beauties couldn't compare with. .

"Okay."

Zhang Zhicheng immediately agreed. After all, when he returned to his hometown, he could find a way to ask Zhou Shuyi again. What he didn't know was that his mentality had changed a long time ago. After the change, he became confused.

What does it mean when a man is obsessed with a woman?
"Hey, where did you step on your horse and die?"

Qin Zhi cursed angrily.

"Young Master Qin calm down."

In the hospital, Li Shaopeng was lying in the hospital, his face pale.

"Uh--"

As soon as he moved, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body. The tip of the high-heeled shoe hit the vital point accurately, and the pain was imaginable.If it was just pain, it would be nothing. The key point is that this kick has damaged the foundation. It is hard to say whether it can be used in the future.

"Made, you piece of shit, are you playing with women?"

Qin Zhi's mind was originally dirty, and he immediately misunderstood this painful cry.

"Young Master Qin, no, I didn't, oh—"

Li Shaopeng took another breath.His whole face was distorted.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything to you."

Qin Zhi was very annoyed, this guy just played for fun, but he didn't dare to admit it, what the hell?At least I, Qin Zhi, stand upright and play as I please, so I have nothing to be afraid of.

Li Shaopeng still wanted to explain, but he knew that he couldn't explain it clearly. He was very depressed. Why was he so unlucky recently?

"Young Master Qin, what's the matter?"

As for Young Master Qin's matter, even a small one is a big one, Li Shaopeng dare not neglect it.

"It's nothing big. I made an appointment with Zhou Shuyi to climb into the sky on National Day. You can make arrangements."

Qin Zhi ordered.

"Okay, don't worry, I will do it properly and make sure you are satisfied."

After hanging up the phone, Li Shaopeng put down the phone, and was pulled again, biting his lips in pain.He scolded Wang Qiaochun in his heart, you are a bitch, but he also knew very well that although the Wang family is not as good as before, it is not something he can afford to provoke.

In a word, kicking for nothing, whoever tells others to have harder fists than you, in this society, whoever has harder fists is the uncle.

(End of this chapter)