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When Zizai learned that in addition to the red envelope his father had promised, he would also receive red envelopes from his grandparents, great-grandparents, and other elders in two days, he was overjoyed. After finishing breakfast, he skipped and jumped to help hang lanterns and paste couplets, showing a level of enthusiasm comparable to a model worker.
Zhu Qianying had a lot of work piled up. After breakfast, she saw Zizai following the maid around, busy with various tasks. It seemed that he could enjoy himself without her company.
After asking the little one for his opinion, he sensibly waved at her, shooing her away like a fly.
"Go on, go on, go do your thing!" That tone was just like Chen Jing's usual way of shooing her away.
Zhu Qianying knew that the little one was very curious about the red lanterns, red couplets, and the newly bought New Year flowers and tangerines in front of him, and wouldn't be interested in bothering her for a while.
When Zhu Qianying returned to her room and prepared to attend to her own business, she discovered that a computer desk had been added to the room at some point. The desk was fully equipped with all the necessary office supplies, and there was also a computer.
Uncle Hai followed behind her and brought up a pot of longan and red date tea. "Uncle Hai, did you prepare this for me?"
Uncle Hai quickly waved his hand and shook his head, "Of course not, it was prepared by the young master. It was delivered early this morning. The young master told you to check if there's anything else you need, and you can call him anytime so he can have it prepared."
Uncle Hai is a smart man; he wouldn't dare to ask for such credit!
Uncle Hai quickly left, and Zhu Qianying turned on the computer and found that the configuration inside was extremely high. At a glance, she knew that it was a professional computer specially prepared by Young Master Yan. Both its performance and functions were much better than the laptop that Uncle Hai had brought up last night.
"Young Master Yan, thank you!"
Fearing it would affect Yan Shao's work, Zhu Qianying didn't call him, but instead sent a simple thank-you message.
The phone rang a few seconds after it was dialed. Zhu Qianying glanced at the caller ID and answered it.
"Ying'er, is the computer suitable?"
Yan Shao's voice was already deep and magnetic, and through the phone, it carried a hint of languor, which made Zhu Qianying pause for a moment.
This man only speaks in such a relaxed, almost gentle tone when he is extremely relaxed.
But isn't he at work right now? Why does he sound so relaxed and comfortable, like he's taking a bath?
Zhu Qianying was right; Young Master Yan was indeed at work at the moment, and was holding a year-end summary meeting for all senior executives.
Of course, this summary meeting was just a formality, ostensibly to thank and commend the senior executives for their hard work throughout the year. The main event, however, was the part where the boss, Yan Shao, would personally distribute large red envelopes to the senior executives.
When Yan Shao received Zhu Qianying's message, he was reading out the list of award recipients. As soon as the notification sound rang, he pushed the list towards Qin Xiu, grabbed the phone, and stood up. Before he even left the conference room, everyone heard him gently call out, "Ying'er..."
The door slammed shut. What Yan Shao said to the boss's wife on the other end of the phone was unknown to the executives, but they all knew that after the boss's wife and the young boss returned, the boss was not only in a much better mood, but also much more amiable.
"Assistant Qin, is this year's red envelope especially big?"
Since the boss is in a good mood, he'll probably be much more generous.
Qin Xiu laughed and said, "You'll find out in a moment, won't you?"
He didn't know if the red envelope was much bigger; all he knew was that this year's year-end bonus was 10% higher than last year's, which was a considerable sum for executives like them.
As for red envelopes, I believe they will be quite generous.
As Yan Shao walked down the corridor with his phone, he heard Zhu Qianying on the other end say, "It's very useful, has a high-end configuration, and is very professional. Thank you!"
Of course it's professional; it took Yan Shao a lot of trouble to find out.
"If it works well, that's fine. Are there any other equipment or facilities that are lacking?"
Young Master Yan wished he could set up a professional studio for Zhu Qianying right in the Yan family home, so that Zhu Qianying wouldn't have to go to the jewelry store every few days.
"No, it's even more complete than what I have at home. You must have had a lot of trouble finding out about it, right?"
"With a little effort, none of these things are difficult."
Now, Yan Shao is increasingly able to understand the meaning behind those words.
Previously, he had always thought that Zhu Qianying was an oddball. Her actions and thought processes were different from ordinary people, making her difficult to understand.
Now, he finally understood that Zhu Qianying was neither strange nor difficult to understand.
The reason I couldn't understand it before was because I never paid attention.
"Anyway, thank you! You must be very busy today? I won't disturb your work any longer, that's all!"
Yan Shao really wanted to say, "Don't bother me, I'm not busy!"
Before he could say anything, Zhu Qianying had already said goodbye to him and then hurriedly hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Shao didn't return to the conference room. Anyway, he could leave that matter to Qin Xiu; he had other things to deal with.
At this moment, unlike the joyous atmosphere that filled the Yan family, the living room of the Song family, who ranked eighth on the rich list in L City, was completely devoid of any festive spirit for the upcoming Spring Festival. On the contrary, it was shrouded in a sense of oppression.
Miss Song Lu was sitting in the living room with a gloomy expression, while her fiancé, Zhu Haoming, sat next to her with the same expression, looking equally distressed.
Fang Caiping, who always gets up a little later than the younger generation, slowly walked down the stairs and was startled when she saw her son and future daughter-in-law's faces.
"Haoming, Xiaolu, what happened? It's not the child..."
Song Lu had just found out she was pregnant a few days ago, but her parents had gone on a trip abroad. That's why Fang Caiping came over specifically to help take care of her pregnant daughter-in-law.
Seeing the expressions and faces of her son and daughter-in-law, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost lost her footing and fell flat on her face!
"Mom, the child is alright, perfectly fine!" Zhu Haoming quickly got up and ran over to help her.
"What happened to you? Did something go wrong?"
Zhu Haoming pushed Fang Caiping towards the dining room, "Mom, it's nothing, just some minor problems at work. You go have breakfast first, and we'll call Xiaolu's father to see if there's any way to resolve it!"
Fang Caiping knew very little about her son and daughter-in-law's work, so she obediently went into the dining room.
Zhu Haoming sat down again, glanced at Song Lu, and asked, "Xiao Lu, do you really want to make this call?"
Song Lu also looked troubled, but said, "Haoming, it's up to you whether to make the call or not! However, if we don't make it, we won't have any chance at all!"
[May 15th is almost here! I hope to continue my efforts to climb the 515 Red Envelope Ranking, and on May 15th, I can give back to readers with a red envelope rain and promote my work. Every little bit helps, and I'll definitely update harder!]
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