Was her previous work efficiency the norm, or was her current work efficiency real?

Su Qinghu caught a glimpse of the director strolling near her and, without even looking up, interrupted the director's reverie. "My child has something going on these past two days, and I've been forced to do this... I'm exhausted, but I promised them that I'd have to be on time no matter how hard I try."

The director laughed dryly: "Well, it's very good."

He is not the kind of person who likes to exploit his employees.

Su Qinghu's three-day mission was shortened to two days through high-intensity work and coordination.

When I saw Cheng Qian again, he had been treated like a Maitreya Buddha by the two children and Zhao Liangyan, with happiness in his eyes and eyebrows.

The place where the two met was still a teahouse.

This was not the first time he came to report on the financial situation, and he was familiar with the procedures. Su Qinghu first looked at the contents of the file bag, and then listened to his narration and plans for the next year.

Su Qinghu would look at all these financial statements, and this year's profits were better than she expected.

"Thank you for your hard work." Su Qinghu said.

Cheng Qian: "This is something I like, it doesn't matter whether it's hard or not."

Moreover, he was able to rise so quickly and stand out because of the Chen family's reputation and influence.

Of course, these illusory things have also been defined within a certain range by Su Qinghu. He will not touch anything beyond this range.

After living for so many years, I have learned that fame and fortune are double-edged swords. Only by being respectful in your heart can you avoid making mistakes.

The two chatted for a while, and then went to eat hot pot as Cheng Qian wished.

But as soon as the two of them went out, they saw a man staring at Su Qinghu with a fierce and resentful look. Cheng Qian was stunned and looked at Su Qinghu suspiciously.

Not really. Doesn’t this man seem unqualified to be Su Qinghu’s “romantic debt”?

Aren't you afraid he's a lunatic?

Thinking of this, Cheng Qian moved closer to Su Qinghu with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Su Qinghu!"

Seeing Su Qinghu and Cheng Qian about to leave, Li Chengwei asked, "Who is he?"

The sound was so loud that passers-by looked over.

Su Qinghu: "..."

Is Li Chengwei probably mentally ill?

Ever since their last confrontation, this man would appear near her from time to time, never approaching her, but staring at her with that "you've let me down" look...

Su Qinghu thought he was a psychopath. As long as he went a little crazier, she would use the excuse of self-defense to beat him so hard that his parents would disown him!

"You don't even remember who he is?" Su Qinghu looked at him in disbelief. "You're so seriously ill now? Oh my God, you're so ill, and your parents and wife still let you go out and about?"

As he spoke, Su Qinghu took a step back.

As she stepped back, the people around her who didn't know the truth also stepped back cautiously.

Li Chengwei simply couldn't keep up with Su Qinghu's train of thought. Whenever she called him a psychopath, he would act out his pity. Or if she replied, "None of your business," he would humbly mention that they were from the same hometown as him, so that everyone, including Wu Shixin, who followed him around every day, would connect the dots...

But now, what should he say?

"I'm not sick." Li Chengwei took a deep breath and said, "Don't change the subject. Who is this man next to you?"

It's completely the tone of catching someone cheating.

Su Qinghu shook his head helplessly and sighed sympathetically, "Okay, okay, if you say you're not sick, then you're not sick. Tell me, where are you going? I'll ask him to take you back."

Cheng Qian was very cooperative and asked in a coaxing tone, "Did your family not leave you any food, so you ran away?"

Li Chengwei almost burst into curses.

"Hey, is he crazy?" The onlookers looked at his face and asked Su Qinghu in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with his brain?"

Su Qinghu sighed and didn't answer.

"You have to tell his parents and wife to keep an eye on him. Otherwise, it would be bad if he hurts someone else." A bystander, nearly fainting from being chased by a fool crying for his mom, sighed inwardly, "Even if no one is hurt, it's not good if something gets damaged."

That time she ruined a piece of clothing because of that crazy idiot...

Su Qinghu: "This... I told them, but they scolded me, saying that there was nothing wrong with their son..."

Everyone was silent for a while.

Poor parents in the world...

Li Chengwei was some distance away from her and did not hear clearly what she said to the passers-by, but the look in the passers-by's eyes made him inexplicably angry.

He: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Su Qinghu: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Don't get excited, really, don't get excited..."

"If you get sick, it will be really difficult." Cheng Qian sighed, "I'm not sure if the money I have on me can cover your medical expenses."

"I'm not sick!" Li Chengwei was almost pissed off by the two people who insisted that he was sick.

Su Qinghu and Cheng Qian tacitly kept silent, but just looked at him vigilantly, as if he might explode at any second.

"If he's truly mentally ill and his family can't help him, he should be sent to a mental hospital." Someone nearby muttered, "This is too scary to watch."

"I said I'm not sick!" Li Chengwei was almost mad. He stared at Su Qinghu and said angrily, "Don't think that you can avoid the fact that you hooked up with a rich man just by saying that!"

Thinking of Wu Shixin nearby, he quickly added, "I'm the one who treats you best. You're doing this for someone so old..."

Having said this, he paused, as if he was really sad, so he couldn't continue.

Cheng Qian: "You really have a problem with your brain. I told you before, I'm just a worker with elderly parents and young children to support..."

"These clothes..." Cheng Qian raised the sleeves of his suit, "They look expensive, but I asked my mother to make them for me."

Everyone went from suspicion to sudden realization.

Isn't it strange that if you can't afford something, you can ask your parents to make it for you? These days, who doesn't have someone who can use a sewing machine?

In the past, when there were no televisions or refrigerators, sewing machines were standard equipment for marriages.

Li Chengwei was finally enlightened after a small prick in the butt.

This is the first time I have seen someone take a set of Montagut products that cost hundreds of dollars and say that they are worthless.

The people around here are blind and ignorant, they can't see this!

"Your mother's cooking skills are really good." An old lady next to her praised.

Cheng Qian: "I learned this from making clothes for us when we were little."

We are all poor people, and we firmly stand with the masses...

Su Qinghu was having a hard time suppressing his laughter, but he finally managed to put on a smile, forcing himself to look pleasant. "What's your name? Do you remember?"

Li Chengwei's face twisted and he didn't answer this stupid question.

"Look, you don't even remember your own name. It seems that your illness is really serious." Su Qinghu sighed.

As he was speaking, several strong men rushed over and quickly grabbed the man. "Send him home, or to a mental hospital?"

Su Qinghu was a little confused.

Are the people too enthusiastic?

"Send him to a mental hospital!" Wu Shixin's eyes were blazing as she stood up and shouted, "Please help me send him to a mental hospital!"