With a Door In Mind

Wen Tingting took the letter and walked inside.

Seeing that it didn't even have a name on it, she wanted to take it apart and take a look, but in the end she didn't dare, because she was afraid of being beaten.

Back at the place, a group of people are preparing the placement of the curtain and some props.

At this moment, Sun Changlin was looking around with his hands behind his back.

"Old Wen, why hasn't it been better yet? You have to hurry up. I didn't say it yesterday, is there a leader here today?"

He said to the same man next to him in a gray tunic suit.

Hearing the words, the other party didn't refute, but nodded, "Good, Director, I'll get it right away."

Seeing this, Sun Changlin nodded with satisfaction.

Then he swayed his body and left.

When passing by Wen Tingting, he frowned, "I have something to do in the future to fill out the form in the personnel department, and you are not allowed to leave the post without permission. What if you affect everyone's performance?"

Wen Tingting smiled and said sweetly, "Okay, Director Sun, I know I'm wrong."

Seeing Wen Tingting's expression, the other party nodded and left.

Seeing the back of Sun Changlin's departure, he stretched his head towards him and let out a silent hum.

Then he turned his head.

"Deputy station head Wen, I have something to report."

Wen Tingting shouted playfully to the crowd.

The man who had just been trained turned his head and frowned, "Wen Tingting, don't be ridiculous, didn't you see that I was busy?"

Wen Tingting pursed her mouth and snorted softly.

"I'm really in trouble."

But she wasn't stupid and didn't take out the letter.

The other party walked over with a frown upon hearing this.

But when he got closer, he withdrew his stern face.

With a doting smile, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was busy?"

Wen Tingting smiled and said in a low voice, "Someone just sent a letter saying it was for you."

After he finished speaking, he handed over the letter in his hand.

Wen's father was surprised when he heard the words. He took the envelope and saw that there was no signature on it, so he asked strangely, "Who gave the letter?"

Opening the letter while talking.

Wen Tingting shrugged her shoulders, "Where do I know each other?"

Father Wen nodded and opened the envelope.

When he saw the contents inside, he raised his eyebrows.

Seeing his action, Wen Tingting asked strangely.

"Da, whose letter is it?"

Wen's father heard the words and smiled at his daughter: "Oh, a letter from my classmate. Well, let's go to work."

After he finished speaking, he put the letter in his pocket.

Wen Tingting heard the words lightly. "Oh, okay, then I'll go to work."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Looking at the back of his daughter leaving, Father Wen still had a smile on his face, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

Then he turned to leave.

When he returned to his post, his face was expressionless again.

Here, after Zhou Xiaochuan left the cultural station, he went straight back.

He didn't care what happened after that.

If Father Wen can't bring down Sun Changlin through this matter, then he will be completely useless.

But the other party has a brother-in-law of the committee, so it should be no problem.

As for Zhao Qingqing.

He doesn't need the other party to treat Zhao Qingqing so well, as long as he doesn't bully her, she will leave here anyway.

When he returned to Wen's house, Zhao Qingqing was sleeping.

I tried it with my hand, and the other party's fever had subsided, and his face looked much better.

It is estimated that his actions awakened Zhao Qingqing, who was sleeping soundly.

The other party opened his hazy eyes, saw Zhou Xiaochuan, smiled a little embarrassedly, "Brother Xiaochuan, you are back, just fell asleep."

"It's okay, sleep more to help your body recover."

Zhou Xiaochuan was just about to tell her that he was going to go back, when there was a burst of shouting from outside.

"Qingqing, are you at home? Is it convenient to go in?"

A man's voice came out.

Hearing the voice outside, Zhao Qingqing responded to the outside, "Brother reinforcements, come in."

Sounds are heard outside.

With the sound of footsteps, a man walked in.

The other party was about twenty-five or six years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and was wearing a gray tunic suit.

The skin is a little dark.

The face is slightly fat, which is somewhat similar to Wen Tingting's appearance.

"I heard Tingting say... that you were sick. I got you some medicine."

He was holding a small bag in his hand.

After coming in, he smiled and said to Zhao Qingqing, but when he saw Zhou Xiaochuan sitting next to him, he paused.

He smiled and nodded to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan responded with a smile when he saw this.

Zhao Qingqing said with a smile: "Thank you for your reinforcement, Brother Xiaochuan has brought me medicine."

Hearing Zhao Qingqing's words, the other party hesitated: "This is..."

"Oh, Brother Xiaochuan and I grew up since childhood, and he is also in this commune. This time he came to see me specially."

Wen Yuanbing heard the words lightly, and was a little embarrassed to hold the thing in his hand.

"This... There are antipyretics and a little brown sugar in it. You can drink it when you get there. It's good soon."

After he finished speaking, he put the things on the table in front of the bed.

But when he saw a big bag of brown sugar on the table, he was even more embarrassed.

Zhao Qingqing nodded with a chuckle and thanked him.

Then they introduced them to each other.

This is Wen Tingting's second brother, Wen Ruibing, who is also working in that committee now.

When the other party heard Zhao Qingqing's intimacy, his heart was a little sour.

And after hearing that the two are still not related by blood, since childhood, he felt a little embarrassed here.

Then he smiled and said, "Then I'll go back to work first. Come over for dinner at night, Comrade Zhou Xiaochuan, let's have dinner here too."

Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head lightly when he heard the words, "No, I have to go back in a while, next time I will come to see Qingqing."

Hearing his words, Zhao Qingqing complained, "Brother Xiaochuan, I've come here, I'll have dinner here before leaving."

"No, it's not good to go back too late."

Zhao Qingqing sighed in disappointment upon hearing this.

Wen Zhenbing felt embarrassed when he stayed on.

Say hello and leave.

Looking at the opponent's back, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and said, "How about using your brother as a shield?"

He could see it, the other party must be interested in Zhao Qingqing.

It is estimated that Zhao Qingqing is not too cold to Wen Yuanbing, otherwise he will not say so much about him.

When Zhao Qingqing heard the words, she pulled the quilt over her body and smiled at her.

"Hey, Brother Xiaochuan, you can just give in. The reinforcement brother is still good, but I don't have such thoughts right now."

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan was relieved, but thinking of her age, he was also worried for a while.

The little guy is already 22 years old before he knows it, and getting married in this era is already an old girl.

But everyone has their own choices, especially emotionally.

He will not call the shots for Zhao Qingqing.

But he still said something to her.

"Qingqing, you are indeed not young now, and you have reached the point of talking about marriage. However, I can't participate in your personal feelings.

If you encounter difficulties, just come to me, my brother will definitely call the shots for you.

But you have to consider ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to get married here, and you will not be able to go back later. Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao are still waiting for you in the provincial capital. "

Hearing his words, Zhao Qingqing was silent for a while, then nodded silently.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't say more after seeing this.

What should be explained has already been explained, and the rest is Zhao Qingqing's own affairs.

Everyone has their own life, and they have no right to decide for others.

She is not too young, she has her own view of right and wrong, and she needs to pay the price for what she does, no matter whether the price is good or bad.

I can only let her not be wronged.

He also had no interest in contacting the Wen family, and after chatting with Zhao Qingqing for a while, he left.

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