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Chapter 117. Opening

"It means my mother is so amazing. I didn't expect that she could even do it in a department store." Wang Zhao didn't get along with Mrs. Pei in his previous life, and all her cognition was based on the impression that Pei Xiu got after a few chats. "Will she be too tired if she manages so much work like this?"

Speaking of which, such a good person is funny, informed and talkative, and has a strong personality. He is in harmony with the cold-blooded fierce general Pei Feng. He can be said to be a famous model couple in the entire community.

It is actually hard for Wang Zhao to believe that Mrs. Pei would be a person who died directly after Pei Feng died in battle because he could not bear the blow and committed suicide.

After all, Pei Xiu was still young at that time and needed his mother to protect him.

"Mom has a strong personality and needs to do everything best." Pei Xiu felt that the wife of the Pei family men were all workaholics, and couldn't help looking at Wang Zhao with some concern, "She has always been determined to train you into a right and left hand, but because you want to follow me into Tissot, you may have to make other plans next."

"There is no one who trusts more. Can you help with me?" Wang Zhao didn't expect that Mrs. Pei's evaluation was so high, but she felt sorry for her daily busyness.

Pei Xiu looked up and down with strange eyes, and then smiled slightly when she felt bad intuition.

"Or what if you go and help mom?"

"Stop making trouble, I'm completely familiar with finance!" Wang Zhao glared at Pei Xiu, "You can't make such jokes! How many families does my mother's company support!"

When she was choosing a department a while ago, she didn’t carefully study China’s 3,000-year study projects!

All financial systems collapsed completely in the end of the world, almost regressing to the era of bartering. If it weren't for the fact that the Pei family had responded quickly in the end, they would have been able to reorganize resources in other countries--

Wang Zhao felt that no matter whether it was the work points or the credit point system, it was impossible to help everyone get back on the right track of their lives so quickly.

At that time, she thought about helping with the accounting of the Chinese superpower team, but God opened a window, which would always kill a fierce window... The first month after Wang Zhao got started, Pei Xiu couldn't even have the credit to repair his shoes if his military boots were broken. You can imagine how bad the accounting ability was.

From then on, everyone knew that Wang Zhao from the Chinese Superpower Team was particularly capable, and he was in charge of all kinds of life, went out to deal with diplomacy, and went on the battlefield to fight with zombies.

Only, she can’t be allowed to manage the money, and she must not be allowed to enter the kitchen.

It is guaranteed that in less than a month, there will be only a pair of underwear left on your body, and your life will be gone. I will not bring you if you really live or die.

"Don't worry, anyway, if you really want you to go to the company, you'll just be a mascot." Pei Xiu laughed, took Wang Zhao's hand, and played with her fingers unconsciously. Yingting's eyebrows were raised, looking particularly handsome, "But now you have to pick my clothes for me first, and nothing else is so important!"

To be honest, Wang Zhao looks like a person with clean temperament and clear eyes. The older generation thinks it is well-behaved and upright, while the peers think it is easy to get along with. In Pei Xiu's eyes, he is still a little silly and occasionally a little bit charming... Of course, it is more of the slowness of getting along with him intimately.

But even so, Wang Zhao was unexpectedly keen and extremely skilled in helping him match clothes.

Although Mrs. Pei always told Mrs. Pei San that Wang Zhao made Pei Xiu look like a young man with a youthful look, and if he didn't know him, he might be really scared.

"What's the difficulty of picking clothes?" Wang Zhao's hands were itchy by him, and he couldn't help frowning. He subconsciously stood up and quietly rubbed to the side, "...wait, what do you want to take me to eat?"

After a long time after returning from military training, she had only time to be cared for and caressed by everyone, and then she got a bowl of sweet soup and ate a few more meals, but she almost didn't eat anything good. She is now hungry.

And for some reason, the wood-type superpowers in her body have always felt like they are ready to move, which makes her feel a little anxious now and always wants to do something.

Then I was very hungry.

"Well... I wonder, do you have anything you want to eat?" Pei Xiu had long discovered that although Wang Zhao was not particularly picky in food, he actually said it was a sweet party, so he said naturally, "There is a place for dessert after meals. Xu Mingyao took Chen Songyuan to visit before. I heard that the little buns especially liked the pudding, cream square and matcha cheese in that store."

When Wang Zhao heard that everything had never eaten before, he thought of Chen Songyuan's picky mouth, who had not seen each other for a long time, and couldn't help but saliva was about to flow out. She looked at Pei Xiu with a long look, obviously planning to skip the main meal that she didn't know where she was and go directly to have a good dessert!

"That's definitely not possible, I'm hungry, too." Pei Xiu teased her on purpose, "And Uncle Lin works so hard to be a driver for us, don't you have to take him to have a meal?"

Uncle Lin:...I don't want to talk, and I really want to kick this pot of dog food.

However, he still had to force a smile on his face,

"You two don't have to worry about me, the old man. Just wait and have another table nearby with others."

In this case, even if Wang Zhao and Pei Xiu are good at it, they are more sensitive in their identities, and there is still another group of people who are secretly protecting them.

The department store run by Mrs. Pei’s mother’s house is not very far away. It is located on the Second Ring Road in the center of the capital. The road section is exquisite and covers a large area. Even if it is not yet time to get off work, there are still many people.

Wang Zhao looked at the rows of famous brand stores in front of him, trying hard to match some documents unearthed in the end of the world. The final conclusion was that if he had not seen this colorful thing on the spot, no matter whether he had a pink novel or a written record, he would not have understood what it was.

"Fill your stomach first, wait for what you want to go for before you go for a walk." Pei Xiu had already guessed about Wang Zhao's origin, and later got specific guesses at the experimental base. Now seeing Wang Zhao's surprise like a child, he began to learn to accompany her from another angle after his heartache.

Because what Wang Zhao needs is not sympathy, but equal treatment and respect.

"Well, the photos of this store are obviously retouched." Wang Zhao pointed to the restaurant sign on the floor profile and was completely stunned. "The food in this store looks so strange. Will it really taste good?"

Yu and the other two held hands, completely ignoring the effect of their high looks on the people around them. After watching for a long time, they couldn't choose a restaurant, and enthusiastically rejected the suggestions that Uncle Lin wanted to say.

Just as they were about to look for food with their noses, Wang Zhao saw Feng Shishi holding Liang Yongtang's arm intimately and walking out of a high-end brand store with a smile on her face.

Pei Xiu noticed that it was a brand that specially customized rings, while Wang Zhao frowned and looked at Liang Yongtang's lost eyes, muttering in his heart...
Chapter completed!
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