Chapter 790: Remember to turn over my sign tonight

"Your boss?" Isn't her boss Xiao Shiqiu? I glanced at the guy next to me with doubt and asked uncertainly, "Your boss is not..."

"Well, leaders of the Criminal Investigation Brigade and the Municipal Bureau, is tomorrow available?"

I subconsciously looked at Xiao Shiqiu, and when he nodded, I agreed, "Okay, where is it?"

"I'll give you news tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, I asked Xiao Shiqiu, "Did you know about this in advance?"

He shook his head. "I don't know, but I can guess what it is."

I suddenly remembered what Xiaoyan had mentioned before about being an undercover agent, and a thought occurred to me, "Could it be that Xiaoyan is going to be an undercover agent again?"

"I don't know. Maybe she's just playing a role."

"Are they asking me to go undercover?" I was shocked by the thought that came to my mind.

Xiao Shiqiu laughed out loud, "Do you think this is a movie? You can just grab a random passerby and break into the enemy. If I'm not mistaken, you might need their cooperation.

Okay, stop guessing, we’ll know tomorrow.”

Speaking of tomorrow, I remembered that my paper was sent back by Old Yu for revision, and I suddenly felt bad.

Seeing that I suddenly looked miserable and wilted, Xiao Shiqiu shook my hand and asked, "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Even though he was concerned about me, I still felt a little dissatisfied. "In your heart, do I have nothing else to worry about besides eating?"

"That's not the case. If you're not hungry yet, it means your paper has been rejected again." He said calmly.

Seeing that he had guessed it right away, I immediately put on a flattering smile. "My dear husband, can you use your superpowers and find someone to help me with this?"

"Now you know how to call me your good husband? When you don't need me, just call me Lao Xiao." He was calm and didn't look at me.

I continued to act coquettishly, "Help me finish my thesis, and you will always be a good husband. It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that Old Yu is too picky. He finds fault with everything. You don't know what comments he gave me. This is already the fourth edition!"

"Fourth edition? Not bad. I heard that the average number of revisions for graduation thesis in your school is five. You haven't even reached the average yet. Come on!" His encouragement was somewhat perfunctory.

I lamented, "With Old Yu's picky nature, I doubt it will pass even if we revise it five times."

"Oh, what revision suggestions did your instructor make? Tell me about them."

"Look, the first version said my plagiarism rate was too high, but didn't say anything else. I doubt he even read it. Of course, this is my fault. I stayed up late to revise it, so I don't blame him.

To lower the chance of plagiarism, I added a lot of my own opinions. Old Yu took a look and gave me a comment. He asked me what I'd eaten to make it so crazy. "How can I revise something with that kind of advice?" I angrily complained, "Isn't it just that I've added a little more imagination and a little more niche viewpoint?"

Xiao Shiqiu laughed out loud, "Then how did you change it?"

"How can I change it? I have to make major changes! In the third edition, I changed my own opinions into argument quotes, and this time Old Yu said that the quotes were obviously made up by me. I'm not young, but I'm very brave."

Xiao Shiqiu laughed heartily. "You mean you wrote your own opinions as arguments?"

My face flushed. "I can't find any academic work that agrees with my argument. I figured Old Yu is busy and might not know about it. Besides, citing other people's works will help improve the chances of duplicate checking."

Xiao Shiqiu gave me a thumbs-up and asked, "What about the back page?"

Speaking of this version, I am even more dissatisfied. "This version is even more excessive. I changed the quotation into an argument with great difficulty and repeatedly modified my argument, thinking that it would be reasonable, but it was still rejected.

This time, Old Yu actually complained that my duplication rate was too low, and he asked me if I was editing the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Xiao Shiqiu was a little curious, "How low did you get the duplication rate? Why did Old Yu praise you so much?"

"3%." I muttered unconvinced.

"3%?" Although Xiao Shiqiu's smile was really nice, the target of his ridicule was me! I turned my head away with audacity, protesting that I wouldn't look at him, no matter how nice he looked.

"A 3% duplication rate shows that most of your opinions are your own, with basically no references. Old Yu was right to praise you for compiling the Classic of Mountains and Seas!" I instantly felt betrayed.

I glared at him fiercely, "If you don't coax me into submission, you'll have to sleep in the study tonight."

After he parked the car, he looked at me with a smile and said, "There's a middle-level manager in my company whose wife is a teacher in the Clothing Department of the China Textile University. She has taught several classes of graduates..."

When I heard this, I turned around without hesitation and put on my brightest smile, "Your Majesty, please remember to turn over my name card tonight."

He suddenly lowered his head and squinted at me. "Oh? I can even flip the cards? I didn't know I had that privilege."

I flirted at him coquettishly, "Of course I do. Although my harem is empty now, I still have two brands."

He raised an eyebrow, "Why don't I know?"

"One for study, one for bedroom. After we move, you'll have more choices..."

I was in the middle of my performance when he suddenly blocked my mouth. He even bit me afterward. After letting go, he straightened his collar and said, looking refreshed, "Maybe we should consider putting a king-size bed in every room in the future."

That night, when I thought of the wife of Lao Xiao's employee, I was filled with enthusiasm and motivation. My proactive attitude made him very happy. Afterwards, he sighed and said, "If I had known that Xiao Zhou's wife would make you so capable, I should have introduced you to her sooner."

Although this sounds a bit strange, as long as Old Yu can be dealt with, who would care about such details?

As soon as I opened my eyes the next day, Xiaoyan called me, "Mengmeng, did you just wake up?"

"Yeah," I said lazily, remembering what she told me yesterday, "Sister Xiaoyan, is your leader here?"

"Well, get up and eat something first. I'll pick you up at one o'clock."

After I got up, Xiao Shiqiu had already gone to work. The kitchen had left breakfast for me, including dumplings, soy milk, and vegetable salad.

Although it’s not the first time, every time I see the breakfast he prepared for me, I still feel that I am so lucky.

I used to hear from my classmates that although some of their mothers didn’t have to work, they couldn’t sleep in all year round and had to get up early every day to prepare breakfast for the whole family.

At that time, I thought my mother was lucky because there was a nanny at home to do these things, but when the nanny went back to her hometown, my mother had to do all the work.

My dad hardly ever enters the kitchen. Even for something as simple as getting a pair of chopsticks, he always asks my mom to do it, and then my mom asks me to do it.

Just as I was thinking about it, Xiao Shiqiu sent me a message, "Baby, are you awake? Breakfast is in the pot, heat it up in the microwave. Don't eat it cold. Remember to heat the soy milk for a minute."