Chapter 67 Crab Roe Buns

This morning, Aunt Yuan made crab roe buns, which tasted so tempting. But she could only taste one during her menstrual period, and Aunt Yuan packed the rest into two boxes for her.

As soon as I stepped into the company's door, I saw Zhou Wenshuang from the front desk already at work. Occasionally someone would come into the lobby, and she would nod and smile when she saw someone she knew.

When her eyes met Hatsushimo's, she paused, as if she immediately remembered her in her mind, and greeted her with a smile, "Good morning."

"Good morning, have you had breakfast?" Chu Shuang came over with her bag and placed a box of crab roe buns on her workbench. "I made too much at home. If you can't finish it, it will go bad. You can have a taste."

Zhou Wenshuang was slightly startled. "Take this and give it to your colleagues in the department."

Chu Shuang raised the box in his hand and said, "It's here, you can eat it."

"Too many..."

"Not many, not many. Oh, by the way..." Chu Shuang looked behind her and saw that no one else had come in. She whispered to Zhou Wen Shuang, "You're not on your period, are you?"

“No.”

"That's good. Crab roe is cold in nature, so it's fine if you don't eat it during your period. I'm going upstairs now. Bye."

Zhou Wenshuang opened the box, and inside were several crab roe buns neatly arranged. She raised her eyes and looked towards the elevator. Chushuang just walked in, and when they met eyes, she curved her lips and smiled slightly.

He took out a crab roe bun and ate it. The skin was thin and the filling was rich, and the crab roe was delicious. Looking at the white and glutinous crystal crab roe bun, Zhou Wenshuang lowered his eyes and was absent-minded for a while.

Colleagues in the department ate the crab roe buns that Chushuang brought and praised her highly, saying they were better than those in restaurants outside.

"I didn't make it. My aunt is a good cook."

Xu Shiyin gave a thumbs up and said, "Your aunt is really amazing. She can do everything."

"That's right. An aunt who can work in Hatsushimo's house must be a Michelin chef."

Hatsushimo laughed: "That's too exaggerated."

Xiao He is about the same age as Chu Shuang, and usually gets along well with her. She has seen the Bentley that Chu Shuang drives and the lipsticks she uses, and guessed that she comes from a good family. But she doesn't know exactly how rich she is, so she usually makes harmless jokes about her.

The time when Hatsushimo was sick and took sick leave, the news of her leave came from the headquarters, and everyone knew that she had a connection in the upper echelons.

But she was very humble in her work, never ostentatious, and never talked about her family situation. So even though everyone in the department knew that her family was rich and well-connected, they still treated her as an ordinary colleague and junior.

It was not yet time to go to work. Everyone was gathered together to share crab roe buns from the morning when the new editor-in-chief, Sun Mengzhu, came in wearing high heels.

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere among the group of people, she looked at her watch with aloofness, "It's only two minutes before work starts, why are you still chatting together?"

Xu Shiyin couldn't help rolling her eyes: "You also said there are still two minutes."

"There's a morning meeting in five minutes."

After saying this, Sun Mengzhu put on her suit jacket and walked into the office.

The content of the morning meeting was mainly to arrange the work for the last half month, which is before the New Year. No key points were mentioned in the beginning, just some of the previous arrangements were repeated and emphasized.

Later on, Sun Mengzhu actually removed Chu Shuang's qualification as the chief writer of the new comic that she had been preparing for a long time, and wanted to arrange Xiao He to be the chief writer of this comic.

From reading the original novel and analyzing the plot and characters, to figuring out the characters and determining the style and tone, Chu Shuang drew several versions of the character design. It took so much effort, but now it was rejected by her with just one word.

"Why do you want to change the main writer temporarily? I have been following up on this comic from the beginning and will start writing it soon. Changing someone else now will affect the subsequent creation. The most taboo thing in comics is to change the artist temporarily. You should know this better than me."

Sun Mengzhu didn't react much. "Aren't you in charge of a comic series right now? It's the busiest time recently, and I don't think you have time to take care of other things. Our department is one, and in order to improve work efficiency, wouldn't it be better to give this qualification to an artist who is free?"

"As for the comic style and character images, why don't you just give all the designs you have to He Huan? Everyone in this department has similar skills. If you can draw something, others can draw it too. She won't be worse than you if she can understand it just by looking at it."

Since she mentioned time and efficiency, Hatsushimo gave her a guarantee.

"I can balance two jobs and won't let my personal reasons affect the progress. I'll be in charge of this comic. It will take some time for He Huan to finish this comic, and she's not free either."

Everyone in the department was responsible for a part of the work. He Huanke didn't want to steal his colleagues' work, so he agreed: "Yes, I'm busy finishing this comic now, and I won't be able to do it for a while. Hatsushimo has been preparing for so long, so it's better for her to do it. Besides, my drawing style is different from hers, and I'm afraid that the effect won't be consistent with the original."

Seeing them making excuses, Sun Mengzhu was unhappy.

"I know your abilities and I have my own plans. Am I the editor-in-chief or are you the editors-in-chief? Let's leave it at that. The meeting is adjourned."

After she left, Hatsushimo sat there for a few seconds without moving, and her colleagues came over to comfort her.

Xu Shiyin snorted coldly, "She is so powerful that she is just pretending to be powerful. When the editor-in-chief was still here, she would ask for everyone's opinions before arranging work. But she is so authoritarian and decisive. She really thinks she is a successful woman."

He is young, does not know how to be humble and respectful, has no professional training but wants to order everything around, like a clumsy official who uses chicken feathers as a token of authority to satisfy his desire to be an official.

Ever since she took away the editor-in-chief position, Xu Shiyin has been dissatisfied with her and often ridiculed her openly and secretly.

Sun Mengzhu knew all this, but she was also a person who changed with the situation. Seeing that Xu Shiyin had a hot temper and was older and more experienced than her, she felt guilty about being a thief. Knowing that she had taken away her position, Sun Mengzhu usually did not dare to confront her head-on.

But now she has picked Hatsushiro who seems to have no offensive power to cause trouble, and no one knows what her intention is.

He Huan patted Chu Shuang's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't take away the fruits of your hard work. If I don't paint, can she still press my hand to paint?"

Hatsushimo chuckled: "Thank you."

I returned to my workstation and started working. I felt a slight pain in my lower abdomen, perhaps because I was greedy and ate a crab roe bun in the morning.

She had no appetite at lunch. She ate only a few bites and then went back to her chair with her hot water bottle to sleep.

She wanted to calm down a bit before going to see Sun Mengzhu, but she had no energy for the whole afternoon. By the time she got off work, she was so exhausted that she just wanted to lie in bed.

I got into the family car and looked at the back seat, and saw that Sheng Ting had not yet finished get off work.

I returned to Qingyu Garden and went straight upstairs to sleep. I tried hard to hypnotize myself and finally fell asleep slowly.

When Sheng Ting came back from get off work, the living room was deserted.

As soon as Aunt Yuan finished cooking the barley and brown sugar porridge, she saw Sheng Ting coming home and told him about Chu Shuang's situation.

"My wife is not feeling well. She went upstairs as soon as she got home. I don't know if she is awake now. Sir, please bring this bowl of porridge up to her."