The person who appeared outside the door was Zhang Jiayu.
But compared to her, what attracted Qingqing more was... the thermos box in her hand.
She could smell the aroma of food.
Qingqing, who was extremely hungry, immediately took the thermos box from Zhang Jiayu's hand and ran to the tea table to sit down, and put out several layers of thermos boxes one by one.
Three dishes and a soup, plus a large box of white-skinned cakes, which smelled very good.
There were almost a dozen cakes, and the portions of the dishes were also sufficient. It was obvious that Zhang Jiayu had prepared two servings.
This was not the point. The point was that these were all dishes made by Zhang Jiayu herself!
Qingqing picked up a cake, put some of each dish in it with chopsticks, wrapped it up and stuffed it into her mouth, almost swallowing her tongue.
It was so delicious. As soon as I tasted it, I knew it was definitely the work of Chef Zhang.
"Today, Chef Zhang cooked for you. How happy." Qingqing held her cheeks with envy.
"No, it's my daughter's turn to cook today. It's just that my daughter made a special meal to send to you because she knew you finally showed up alive at the company."
Zhang Jiayu sat down opposite Qingqing and also picked up a cake to eat.
"Hehe, I know, I know, Sister Zhang is the best to me." Qingqing smiled coquettishly.
She knew it in her heart. If Zhang Jiayu hadn't called home and asked her husband to prepare meals for the two of them, her husband would never have known that she came to the company.
Zhang Jiayu's family is different from most families.
Maybe because of her original family, the husband she found later was very gentle, and the couple also reached a consensus that the man would be in charge of the home and the woman would be in charge of the outside.
That is, Zhang Jiayu earns money to support the family, and her husband takes care of the children and does housework at home.
The couple has a good relationship. In the part of Qingqing's recovered memories about Zhang Jiayu's family, she has always envied their love.
It can be said that this is a story of two people healing each other, which is as romantic as a novel.
But these have nothing to do with Qingqing. What impressed her more was the good cooking skills of Zhang Jiayu's husband.
He is really like a chef god in the world. Even the simplest egg fried rice can be better than that of a five-star chef.
In fact, he is also a food blogger who never leaves his house and earns a lot of money every year, so he does not rely entirely on his wife to support the family.
After Qingqing and Zhang Jiayu started a company together, her favorite thing to do was to find excuses to eat and drink for free.
After the children grew up and her husband was too busy to be seen all day, she
seldom ate at home.
She either ate alone in the company restaurant or ordered takeout, which was so quiet that even Zhang Jiayu couldn't stand it.
So when she was too busy at work to go home, she would ask her family to cook more food and send it to her so that she could have dinner with Qingqing, which was also a companion.
By the way, she could also seduce this woman to come to work more often, so that she wouldn't be missing all day. This time, she didn't see her for a whole year, and she didn't know how much work she had delayed.
In fact, Zhang Jiayu knew very well that Qingqing had invested in more than just her company, but Qingyu was the largest and best developed among them, and she cared the most about it.
As long as the other companies didn't lose too much, she basically wouldn't interfere in the management of the company, and just took the shares and waited for dividends.
It is precisely because of Gu Qingqing's "trust" that many project people who are in urgent need of investment are particularly eager to get her investment.
Only Zhang Jiayu, Qingqing's former opponent, knows that this guy is essentially lazy.
She only knows how to pay and is too lazy to care about so many things.
Wouldn't it be nice to go out for travel and shopping with this leisure time?
Unfortunately, Zhang Jiayu is still the same as before, and can't get used to Qingqing being too idle.
So when other project people took the investment money and were happy that the investors didn't care about anything, Zhang Jiayu deliberately found various ways to get Qingqing to come to the company to work and make her care about the company.
There are personal factors and reasons for the company's development.
Those project people who are happy that Gu Qingqing doesn't care about anything are all idiots.
They only see that their projects get investment, and they can develop all by their own planning, without having to listen to the investors' annoying instructions, but they don't see that in addition to money, the investors have strong working abilities.
The most important thing is - connections!
How strong is the connection of a wealthy lady born in a wealthy family?
Zhang Jiayu can cite countless real-life examples here, the simplest of which is the customer group positioning of their company.
Qingyu Group is mainly engaged in clothing convenience, including ready-made clothing sales, fabric production, high-end customization, and even silkworm breeding bases.
It is like contracting the "life" of a piece of clothing, leaving no water for the outsourcing company.
Since its establishment, their company has always been on the mid-to-high-end route.
The clothes they sell are already luxury brands in the eyes of the public. They are also very popular abroad and are the first choice of clothing for countless celebrities.
Half of these achievements are due to the connections behind Gu Qingqing.
Moreover, with the help of Gu Qingqing's name,
they also got in touch with the Fu Group and the Gu Group. With the help of the two major groups, they developed rapidly and became one of the most successful companies that Gu Qingqing has invested in!
In a daze, Zhang Jiayu suddenly noticed that the meat dishes on the table were significantly reduced.
She suddenly came back to her senses and saw that Qingqing's mouth was full of oil. She didn't know how many cakes she had eaten.
"Can't you leave some meat for me?"
She quickly joined the food war, so that there would not be only a pile of vegetables left, but no trace of meat.
After finishing her meal, Qingqing did not rush to work. Instead, she took a pillow from the sofa and hugged it in her arms, looking at Zhang Jiayu who was still eating slowly across from her.
"Is there any big news in the company recently?"
The company that you care about is different. When it comes to other companies, Qingqing will not even ask a single question.
"Fortunately, the company has developed normally in the past two years, and the profit has increased by 54.3% compared with previous years..."
Zhang Jiayu ate slowly while reporting the company's recent situation to Qingqing in detail.
In fact, there is a lot of data in it, which Qingqing can see from the pile of official documents waiting for approval. However,
these are just scattered data, and are by no means as comprehensive as Zhang Jiayu's report.
Time passed quickly between questions and answers. When Qingqing almost understood all the big and small things inside and outside the company during her absence, it was already late.
Coincidentally, a cell phone rang. It
was not Qingqing's, but Zhang Jiayu's.
Her little daughter called and asked her when she could go home because she missed her mother.
Zhang Jiayu is two years older than Qingqing, but there is almost a big age gap between their children.
After marriage, she and her husband gave birth to two daughters and one son. The eldest daughter just finished the college entrance examination and has not yet entered college. The youngest daughter is even in the fifth grade of elementary school.
And Qingqing's son is married, so she doesn't have to wait until next year to have a grandson or granddaughter.
"Your children are so well-behaved."
Listening to the warm conversation between Zhang Jiayu and her little daughter, Qingqing couldn't help but envy: "If only I could have a daughter back then."
The two brats didn't get close to her at all before, but now they know how to respect their mother, but because of their age, they can't get too close to her.
Mainly because Fu Heng was watching from the side, the sons didn't dare to get close to their mother.
"Don't you already have a concubine?"
Zhang Jiayu knew that Qingqing had raised a daughter outside.
This statement is a bit ambiguous, but it is really just the literal meaning.
"My daughter is also very good. It's not that she went out to study and I'm not around. I miss her a little bit."
And her daughter will soon become her son's daughter-in-law. Qingqing didn't say this, because she couldn't say too absolutely about things that were not completely certain.
It's not that she doesn't trust the relationship between the two children, but everything is hard to guarantee a "what if".
Zhang Jiayu rolled her eyes and said bluntly: "I think you are too idle. If you have nothing to do, come to the company to work more, you won't have any more random thoughts."
Originally, I thought Qingqing would make excuses for being lazy like before, but I didn't expect her to tilt her head to think about it and then agreed readily.
"That's fine." Qingqing said, "I'm really bored at home anyway."
Traveling alone without anyone to accompany you is too boring, and she is not fully recovered from her illness yet, so her family will definitely not let her go. She has lost interest in shopping and doesn't really want to go shopping.
She doesn't want to do other ways to kill time for various reasons. After thinking about it, she feels more motivated to come to the company to do some real work.
Her life is terribly empty after making this sudden decision.
Zhang Jiayu was right, she had to be busy so that she wouldn't have wild thoughts.
Zhang Jiayu packed up and prepared to leave. Looking at her back, Qingqing suddenly called her: "Jiayu."
"Anything else?" Zhang Jiayu stopped, turned her head and asked.
"You just..." What's the matter with Fu Heng having a son outside?
Intuitively, it's not easy to get the answer from outsiders, so Qingqing didn't mention it. She just hurriedly changed the subject and asked another unrelated question: "Do you know who I have offended before?"
In addition to her relatives, her social circle is these friends.
Qingqing, whose memory has not fully recovered, wants to find out about herself, so she can only start from them.
After asking, Qingqing didn't expect to get any answer. Unexpectedly, after hearing her question, Zhang Jiayu blurted out: "Are you asking about your last car accident?"
Even if Fu Group suppressed the news, as a senior executive of the company with a close relationship with Gu Qingqing, it is impossible for Zhang Jiayu not to receive any internal information.
That's why she held back for so long before calling Qingqing to come back to work.
It was because she was afraid of disturbing her self-cultivation.
"What do you know?" Qingqing's expression was serious.
"I know a little bit." Zhang Jiayu shook her head and told Qingqing what she knew: "That car accident was not an accident. Even the driver who was imprisoned was paid to take the blame."
"That driver is not the real murderer?" Qingqing was surprised.
"No, he was the one who did it, but his motive was not simple."
After Zhang Jiayu finished speaking, she looked at Qingqing with a rare apology.
"I'm sorry, there's so much going on behind the scenes that I don't dare to investigate further. But I found that there are two other unknown forces involved in the Fu and Gu companies. If you want to know more, it might be more convenient to go home and ask instead of asking me."
Qingqing curled her lips and said nothing. If her family was willing to tell her the truth, she wouldn't have to ask Zhang Jiayu here.
Isn't this being overprotected, but being restricted?
But she couldn't refuse, because they did this for her own good.
Thinking of this, Qingqing couldn't help but sigh.
"I understand, thank you."
"No need, I'll be thankful if you hurry up and deal with those documents."
After saying that, Zhang Jiayu walked away swaying in her ten-centimeter high heels, leaving Qingqing wailing in despair in the office.
Listening to the voices inside, she couldn't help laughing.
It's really... I haven't seen such a lively little school girl for a long time.
She used to be...
Oh, with a sigh, Zhang Jiayu stopped thinking, carrying the cleaned incubator and preparing to go home after work.
After all, her little girl missed her mother.
Qingqing's wailing was just for the cruel woman outside to hear, trying to test her conscience.
It would be great if she could soften her heart for a moment and stay to help her deal with the work.
Unfortunately, President Zhang had no conscience. Poor Qingqing could only crawl back home, sit behind her desk and continue to work.
Compared with others who have gone back home with their husbands and children, she was miserable.
Beep, beep, beep...
The landline on the desk suddenly rang.
Qingqing picked up the phone: "Hello, hello, this is Gu Qingqing."
"Chairman, your husband is here to visit. Should we let him in?" The person who called the internal line was the company's front desk.
Qingqing was slightly puzzled. Why did her own company even keep her husband out?
"Let him in. Also, you don't have to keep my husband out when he comes in the future."
"Okay."
After a while, there was a knock on the door outside Qingqing's office.
"Come in." She said loudly.
The door opened, revealing a tall figure behind the door.
It was Fu Heng.
He was holding an insulated box in his hand. Qingqing couldn't help but joked, "Have you all made an appointment, or did I write a notice here that no one is allowed to come in without food?"
"Apart from me, is there anyone else who brings you food?" Fu Heng's eyes darkened slightly.
Qingqing, who realized the danger,
immediately explained with a wry smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's just that Zhang Jiayu's family sent some extra food this afternoon, and she couldn't finish it all by herself, so she brought some to eat with me."
"I'm here to bring you a midnight snack."
Fu Heng raised the thermos box in his hand, "I made golden cake and carrot cake, do you want to eat?"
"Yes!" Qingqing only then noticed that it was almost eleven o'clock.
After being busy for so long, the food she ate in the evening had been digested long ago, and now her stomach is starting to feel hungry.
"Go wash your hands if you want to eat."
Fu Heng took the thermos box to the tea table and put it out.
He also found out that his wife was not at home after he got home from work. He called the accompanying bodyguard and found that she came to Qingyu. It seems that she was called by President Zhang.
Speaking of which, Fu Heng and Zhang Jiayu have some origins.
It's not some fate that makes people think of something wrong, it's just a fight between two husbands.
Originally, Fu Heng couldn't cook.
He almost grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. With so many servants in his family, it was impossible for this young master to enter the kitchen.
Even after being married to Qingqing for many years, Fu Heng had never been in the kitchen.
Qingqing herself couldn't cook, so there was no question of who disliked who.
They had a nanny and food delivery software, which was enough.
But Qingqing later met Zhang Jiayu and started a company with her. The two gradually became familiar with each other and inevitably got to know each other's families.
Then, one day when Fu Heng came home from work, he found that his little wife began to talk about the good things about the other husband.
Qingqing herself didn't mean anything else, she just wanted to express her envy, mainly because she had eaten there a few times and was completely impressed by the cooking skills of Zhang Jiayu's husband.
If he didn't want to go out to work, she would have spent a lot of money to hire him to be a chef at home.
But when these words fell into Fu Heng's ears, they were not so pleasant to hear.
He didn't even know what his wife meant by bringing up the subject?
Was she trying to criticize him, or was she targeting the other person's husband?
No matter which one it was, it successfully aroused his sense of crisis as a man, or his desire to compare.
So Fu Heng secretly signed up for a cooking class without Qingqing's knowledge.
To learn how to cook.
Fu Heng has a high self-esteem and never fights a battle he is not sure of.
So he wanted to improve his cooking skills to a certain level before showing them off. Unfortunately, he was really busy with work and couldn't concentrate on studying cooking, so he put it aside for many years.
When he was almost done, he wanted to show off in front of his wife to surprise her. Unexpectedly, Qingqing turned into
a three-year-old child overnight.
There was no need to hide his skills now, just use them directly.
But to be honest, seeing his wife's satisfied face every day because she could eat the food he made himself, Fu Heng also felt happy.
So now that Qingqing has "grown up", he is happy to cook for her.
Considering that it is more suitable to eat light food late at night, Fu Heng's pastries are not very greasy.
The golden cake was steamed directly, while the carrot cake was fried, but not much oil was used. With the fragrance of carrots, it was very delicious.
Qingqing finished all the carrot cakes by herself.
Seeing that her lips were stained with sauce, Fu Heng took a tissue and wiped it for her.
Qingqing had no intention of rejecting his approach, but when the tissue touched her skin, the words that Zhang Jiayu blurted out during the day flashed through her mind.
Fu Heng has a son outside.
She felt repulsive for no reason in her heart, and she subconsciously leaned back to avoid Fu Heng's hand.
With a slight pause on his fingertips, Fu Heng withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and instead poured Qingqing a cup of warm water: "Drink more water, don't choke."
He thought that his wife had remembered some of their past, or the not-so-good aspects, and that was why she suddenly felt repulsed by his closeness.
Thinking of this, Fu Heng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The gap between them as a couple was much deeper than he had imagined.
"Thank you." Qingqing held the water cup and sipped it.
In fact, she regretted it as soon as she dodged it.
After experiencing so much, Qingqing also realized that there were many misunderstandings between herself and her family.
Not only between her and her husband, but also between her younger brother and her two children, there were deep misunderstandings between each other.
Qingqing often couldn't help but reflect on herself. She ended up in a situation where her husband didn't love her, her brother didn't respect her, and her son didn't care about her, as Han Weilan said. Was
she really not at fault?
Of course she was.
In many things, there is no one who is absolutely at fault.
There are just a bunch of fools who are stubborn and refuse to apologize.
She is one of them.
So the biggest lesson Qingqing learned from this year's experience is not to make assumptions.
Because this is often the source of misunderstandings. If there is something wrong, it is much more useful to confront the person in person than to make random guesses behind their backs.
Thinking of this, Qingqing decided to talk to Fu Heng directly.
She opened her mouth and let out a terrible scream.
"Ah——!"
Her pupils shrank in fear, and Qingqing fell to the ground in fear. Fu Heng immediately
reached out to hug her and asked nervously: "What's wrong? Qingqing... Qingqing..."
"There... There is a pair of eyes looking at us." Qingqing pointed at the door and trembled.
Her mind was blank now, and only a terrifying eye with red bloodshot eyes hidden in the endless darkness was wandering.
It was too scary.
Seeing this scene, Qingqing was caught off guard and frightened.
"Eyes?" Fu Heng frowned, and immediately let go of Qingqing and stood up to chase after her: "I'll go and take a look."
He didn't think there was anything ghostly, but only thought that someone must have been peeping in through the crack of the door that was not closed tightly.
"No!" Qingqing grabbed Fu Heng's clothes fiercely, almost crying: "Don't go, I'm scared."
She was most afraid of ghosts, and now she didn't want to be left alone.
Don't say that you should believe in science. People were so scared that they couldn't think of materialism, scientific society, etc.
She only had one thought now: baby, be scared.
Seeing that she was really scared, Fu Heng immediately gave up the idea of chasing after her, turned back and hugged his wife in his arms, holding her tighter, trying to calm her down.
The clock hanging on the wall ticked forward, and Qingqing's tense body gradually relaxed.
She hesitated for a moment, but decisively raised her hands to hug Fu Heng back, closing her eyes to absorb the warm breath from his body.
Suddenly, she felt that nothing mattered, as long as this person was still by her side.
But the brief peace was destined to be broken.
The knock on the door again made Qingqing shudder instinctively, but fortunately, Ah Da's familiar voice sounded outside.
"Sir, we caught a thief."
"A thief broke into the company?" Qingqing frowned.
Why did they hire those security guards?
"Shall we go out and take a look?" Fu Heng looked at Qingqing inquiringly, and Qingqing nodded.
As soon as she heard it was a thief, she was no longer afraid.
As long as it wasn't some ghost or something, she had nothing to fear.
The couple opened the door of the office and saw two tall and strong bodyguards firmly subduing a thin man.
The man looked like a homeless man. Not only was he dirty, his hair was unkempt, his face was extremely haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. They were the eyes that Qingqing had accidentally seen through the crack in the door. It
was really a human.
Qingqing completely relaxed.
Ada on the other end was talking about how they discovered the thief.
"I just went to the toilet, and when I came back I found this man looking around the door stealthily, with a lot of stuff in his arms. I suspected he was a thief. He ran away when he saw me. My husband and I immediately chased him and tried to catch him. He resisted so hard that he almost ran away."
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