Outside the door, Changqing hung up the phone angrily.

The driver stood by the door and waited carefully.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you leave?"

She was so angry that she could only spread it on the driver.

The driver hesitated to get into the car.

"But Madam, the young master should be in the yard."

"I don't know yet," Chang Qing glanced at him fiercely, but she was not deaf.

That country bumpkin must be there too.

This is just hiding from her.

After walking and seeing it, she didn't believe that she could hide here for the rest of her life.

The driver pursed his lips and drove the car away.

Changqing rolled his eyes and said, "Go to the Zhang family."

The driver's feet loosened slightly, "But Madam, the master said..."

"Is he here now?"

Changqing interrupted him, "I am your master now. If you don't listen to me, I will let you leave immediately."

The driver said nothing.

"Think about your family," said Chang Qing. "There are people who can drive now, but the streets are full of them. You get their salary three times and four times, why?"

The driver inhale gently and turns the car, so smooth that even the water just shakes slightly.

Evergreen took out the makeup mirror.

I got angry early in the morning and didn't know if there were too many fine lines.

She faced the light and looked around for a long time before she satisfactorily put away the mirror.

The driver drove the car to the vicinity of Zhang's Group, "Madam, our car is so conspicuous. I'll put you down nearby and I'll go to the nearby parking lot. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay," Chang Qing looked at the towering tower, waited for the car to stop, and said, "Wait for me to call you."

She opened the door.

The driver waited for her to get off the bus before driving away.

The gentle wind blew gently, Evergreen gently stroked her hair, stepped on her four-inch high heels, and walked into the lobby step by step.

At this time, there was only one receptionist in the lobby.

Seeing her coming, she hurriedly got up: "Madam Chang, you are here."

"Call Zhou Qingwan out."

Changqing held the famous Kunbao in one hand, his chin raised slightly, looking like a noble lady.

The receptionist smiled, "Mrs. Chang, Mr. Zhou hasn't arrived today. Do you see if you want to contact her?"

"I have everything, what else do you want?"

Evergreen and cold look.

It’s not that you have a salary, what’s the point?

The receptionist muttered in his heart and smiled more cordially.

"Then you're here later, I'll contact you now," she took Changqing to the rest area and turned to dial the inside.

"Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Chang is here, look," she said a little longer, obviously waiting for Zhou Qingwan to make a decision.

Zhou Qingwan frowned and tapped the table with her fingers.

The company's operation has a big problem now. If she can fool her, it may be alleviated.

"I'll be here right away," she said.

The receptionist was a little surprised and immediately responded with a smile.

Putting down the phone, she came over with a smile.

"Mrs. Chang, Mr. Zhou will arrive at the company soon. Do you want to drink something?"

"Just give me a glass of water."

Changqing was so angry that Lin Miao was so angry that he couldn't drink any of it.

Reception laughed.

When I was fetching the water, I caught a glimpse of Zhou Qingwan coming. She poured the water easily and the cup entered the trash can along the force.

"Auntie, why don't you call me when you come? I'll come and pick you up," Zhang Qingwan smiled and held her arm.

Chang Qing hummed lightly and got up with her strength.

"You are very busy. If I don't come in person, I'm afraid I won't see anyone."

Zhou Qingwan smiled awkwardly, "You knew it a while ago. The company made such a big mistake. If I didn't stop coming quickly, I'm afraid that the name here has changed."

She smiled and bowed, "Look at me, I'm still showing off in front of my aunt. You know this kind of thing more than me."

With such a big hat on his face, Changqing would have no name even if he wanted to have the neglect and indifference he had suffered in the past.

Zhou Qingwan took her into her office politely.

After invited Changqing to sit down, he brought water to make tea: "Is uncle in good health recently?"

"Okay," Changqing answered casually, and said, "I came here to ask you, what are you thinking now? Are you planning to die with Zhang?"

Zhou Qingwan was picking up the kettle and stopped hearing this.

"What do you mean?"

"That's what it means," Changqing smiled, "I think you probably haven't given up on my son yet."

Zhou Qingwan lowered her eyes, and for a moment she chuckled and poured a cup of tea and delivered it to Changqing.

"You are afraid you have forgotten that I am the wife of Zhang Pengming's matchmaker," she smiled and said word by word.

"What do you have now except that certificate?"

"Just a name," Changqing shook his head without caring.

"But there is, there is a name, but it is more important than reality," Zhou Qingwan said seriously, "You said yes, Mrs. Luo."

An evergreen stalk.

Zhou Qingwan sat down, "I have a meeting later, so why don't you please explain the purpose directly."

If this had been earlier, as long as she spoke, let alone know, she would have pushed her even if she signed the contract immediately.

However, after these few months, Changqing has barely been able to accept this gap.

And if she really becomes a member of the Luo family in the future, she has to be with her side in order to gain a foothold.

Changqing thought about it and swallowed it slowly in one breath.

"Qingwan, Auntie watched you grow up."

"You should know that if you beat your aunt, you would like you, otherwise you wouldn't have a baby kiss with your parents."

Zhou Qingwan tightened the corners of her lips.

Without that verbal agreement, she would not have become a laughing stock, nor would she be abused by Zhang Peng.

Changqing sighed, "In the past few years, whenever my aunt thinks of this, she feels so heartbroken that she can't sleep."

She glanced at Zhou Qingwan and saw that although she looked uninterested, she subconsciously held her fingers, obviously very unwilling to accept it.

Changqing curled the corners of his mouth and continued to brew, "If it weren't for the old man's protection, I wouldn't have let her in the door back then."

"A uneducated rural person would circumnavigate all day long, and it was only the old man who wanted to see her more?"

"Mrs. Chang," Zhou Qingwan smiled, not interested in listening to her usual talk, "I have something to do, you..."

This is an order to expel guests.

Evergreen's face changed slightly.

"I'll just say this time, do you want it? Let me tell you that many people like my Luo Yan in the courtyard. If you don't, I'll find someone else."

Zhou Qingwan's eyes flashed slightly, and she slowly picked up the teacup.

"You said so convincingly, and those who don't know really think that you are the one who is the one who is in charge of the Luo family."

Zhou Qingwan smiled, "You, please go back."

"You," Changqing finally changed his face.

She rushes out.

"Okay, don't regret it," she grabbed Kun Bao and went out.

Zhou Qingwan rubbed her chin, thought for a while before picking up the phone and dialing.

"It's me, help me check what happened to the Chaluo family recently."

Putting down the phone, she leaned on the back of the chair.

The Luo family is the old and immortal guy who is really in charge.

If he was alive, even if the evergreen tongue was bright and the lotus, she would not be moved at all.

In the evening, the news reached Zhou Qingwan.

Mr. Luo was extremely ill this time, which only alarmed many people.
Chapter completed!