Wen Qiao knew that Shen Jichuan kept in touch with several colleagues in the Northwest, but she didn't know that their contact was quite detailed.
However, Wen Qiao's trip to the Northwest with Zhao Qingzhou and the others was a business trip.
If she's not too busy, she'll go visit Wang Gang and Li Qin again.
If she's really too busy with work and doesn't have time, then there's no need for her to make a special trip there again.
Putting everything else aside, given Wen Qiao's status as Commander Shen's wife, Wang Gang would definitely have to prepare a good meal for her when he met her, which would make him seem quite respectable.
She wanted to visit Sister-in-law Li Qin and Brother Wang Gang, but didn't want to cause them any trouble. Wen Qiao thought to herself, and then decided to make do with her free time.
While Wen Qiao was only thinking about her business trip to the Northwest, Shen Jichuan was worried about how they would get there, how many people would be there, and how their accommodations would be arranged.
“I won’t ask you about work. I’m just worried about you. This is your first business trip since you started working, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to adapt.”
"If you need my help, please let me know in advance."
Wen Qiao nodded obediently.
"We'll all go together. Besides me, there's another female colleague. Zhao Qingzhou is the leader, so he'll definitely have a single room. The two of us women will share one room, and the other two men will share another. The accommodation will be arranged by the unit."
"There were two translators in total. I was one of the other male comrades, one of whom was Director Zhao's secretary, and the female comrade was a clerk."
Shen Jichuan was like a daughter who was worried about her first job, and he was concerned that she would not be able to adapt to the business trip.
Wen Qiao, on the other hand, was like a newcomer at work, eager to make a name for herself. After all, young people have drive and energy.
Shen Jichuan looked at Wen Qiao, who seemed very excited about the business trip, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
Although I don't want Wen Qiao to fly too high or too far, I'm afraid that if she flies too far in the future, she won't miss home anymore.
Seeing how much Wen Qiao liked her job and enjoyed doing it, Shen Jichuan was happy for Wen Qiao.
After dinner, Shen Jichuan saw that Wen Qiao was busy with work, so he asked her to go to the study to work.
Shen Jichuan took his three children to run around the family compound several times. The two energetic boys returned home, the nanny gave them a bath, and they went straight to sleep.
The little one was yawning repeatedly, muttering that he never wanted to go running with his dad again, because it was too tiring.
When the nanny was giving the baby a bath, the little girl was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.
After rinsing up on the second floor, Shen Jichuan went downstairs. The nanny put the three babies in their room on the second floor and then came downstairs to clean the bathroom on the first floor and the clothes that the three children would have to wash the next day.
Shen Jichuan didn't say anything to the nanny, and simply pushed open the door to the study and went in.
When Wen Qiao saw Shen Jichuan enter, she subconsciously looked up at the clock.
"It's already nine o'clock, the children need to take a bath."
As Wen Qiao spoke, she began to tidy up the manuscript she had translated.
Shen Jichuan said, "The three children ran around today, so they must have slept very soundly. You don't need to worry about your daughter climbing into your bed tonight."
Wen Qiao smiled and looked at Shen Jichuan, who had finished washing up.
He was wearing a high-quality black striped pajama set, and with his tall and slender figure, he was practically a walking clothes rack.
His short hair was neat and clean, his facial features were strong and defined, and his beard was cleanly shaved.
Apart from a few fine lines around his eyes and forehead, Shen Jichuan doesn't look like a forty-year-old man at all.
Only mature men possess a steady and composed charm.
Wen Qiao got up and deliberately sniffed him.
"It's washed quite clean."
Just as she finished sniffing and withdrew her nose, Shen Jichuan grabbed her waist.
"Will you wash later?" he asked.
Before Wen Qiao could refuse with a chuckle, the man embraced her and kissed her passionately, as if he could never get enough.
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