After ordering, "Sisters, do you need a young master?"

Shen Mingzhu was stunned for a second before she realized what the waiter meant by "young master". Just as she was about to refuse, Zhuang Xueqi threw a stack of 100-yuan bills on the table:

"Pick a few good ones and come and have a look."

"Okay, please wait, I'll arrange it right away."

Watching the waiter run out of the box, Shen Mingzhu looked at this and then that.

"There's no need to play those messy games with just a few of us, right?"

Zhuang Xueqi smiled, "It's just singing. What do you think you're going to do? Or what do you want to do?"

Yan Su smiled and patted the back of her hand, "Your husband is not at home anyway, so don't be afraid."

Zhong Qing also looked at her with a smile, "Thanks to you, I can also enjoy a different kind of service for once."

Shen Mingzhu: “…”

No, it has nothing to do with her. She just wants to sing a song.

After a while, the waiter led six or seven young men into the box.

I don’t know if it’s because there are not enough people or there are not many people doing the same job, but the quality is hard to describe.

Instead of spending money to find these little bean sprouts, she might as well call Pei Yang over.

Just as I was thinking about it, the mobile phone on the table rang like a life-threatening alarm.

It was not until she left the box that Shen Mingzhu answered the call. It was indeed Pei Yang calling.

"Hello?"

"What are you doing?"

Thinking of the "young masters" in the box, Shen Mingzhu felt inexplicably guilty and subconsciously avoided the question: "Nothing, what are you doing? It's so late and you're still not asleep."

"What do you think I'm doing? Am I not calling you?"

"So when will you be back?"

"Missed me?"

"Yeah, I missed you."

Shen Mingzhu said perfunctorily. The door of the box behind her opened and several "young masters" filed out. Obviously, Zhong Qing and the others didn't like these "young masters".

However, one of them looked a bit like a male celebrity, and Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

With just these two glances, he actually called the person over and said, "Sister, please choose me. I am very obedient and I sing very well."

Before Shen Mingzhu could react, Pei Yang on the other end of the phone exploded, "Who's talking? Where are you!?"

Shen Mingzhu: “…”

When Shen Mingzhu returned to the box, Yan Su teased, "Your husband is on a business trip and you still call to check on him?"

Shen Mingzhu was silent. She picked up the tea and was about to drink it, but she saw Yan Su reaching out to Zhong Qing and Zhuang Xueqi.

"Give me the money, I guessed it right!"

Zhong Qing and Zhuang Xueqi each took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Yan Su.

Yan Suxi took the money with a smile on her face, but Zhuang Xueqi scolded Shen Mingzhu, "You made me lose money, you have to compensate me."

Zhuang Xueqi: "Sing a song for me."

Shen Mingzhu blocked her mouth with a mouthful of tea. "So I'm used as a bet by you guys, and I have to make you happy?"

"You sing beautifully."

Shen Mingzhu was coaxed into picking up the microphone and sang several songs in succession.

When she got tired of singing, Zhong Qing and the other two picked up the microphone and ordered songs to sing.

As it was approaching midnight, the four of them were no longer able to sing, but they did not want to go home. After all, it was a rare opportunity to get out and have fun. So they turned on the lights, picked out some soothing piano pieces, listened to the music, drank tea and chatted.

Women talk about a wide range of topics, including food, shopping, travel, work, children, and everything except men.

"...I did act a little impulsively in suspending her, and I wanted to give her a warning, but even in my anger, I actually made a series of plans for you."

"She went to the marketing department first, then the production department, and then to each subsidiary company. She went through all of them for about two years. Then I handed the entire food factory over to her and made her the factory manager."

Zhuang Xueqi sneered: "I'm afraid she no longer thinks highly of your position as a small factory director."

Shen Mingzhu was silent, "She wants 10% of the shares."

Zhuang Xueqi said bluntly: "It's understandable to negotiate salary with the boss, but she doesn't even take a piss to look at herself. Is she worth 10%? With this money, you can hire ten professional managers who are better than her in all aspects."

Yan Su consoled her: "Forget it, let her go. Some people are destined to only accompany you for a short time, so it's better to part ways gracefully before the love runs out."

Shen Mingzhu looked at Zhong Qing who had been silent the whole time, "Qingqing, what do you think?"

Zhong Qing's tone was very gentle, but her words were not very gentle:

"What Xueqi and Second Sister said makes sense. I think she is tired of the good life. Without you, her blessings will come to an end."

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Shen Mingzhu smiled bitterly, "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe it's just good luck."

With Zhao Dafa's financial resources and connections, plus Shen Hongmei's own efforts, her future achievements may not be worse than hers.

"It's foolish to give up such a good friend and friendship for such a small benefit in front of you."

…

After talking about her worries, Shen Mingzhu felt a lot more relaxed.

When they went to the parking lot to get their cars before parting, Zhong Qing saw Shen Mingzhu's old car and couldn't help but say a few words: "Why don't you buy a new car? This car has been driven for so many years, it's time to get rid of it."

The car Shen Mingzhu drives is still the old Crown that Zhong Qing gave her. Adding the time Zhong Qing has used it, it has been nearly ten years in total.

"I think it's pretty good. It won't be a problem to open it for another two years."

Zhong Qing glared at her and said, "If you're reluctant to spend money, I'll buy it for you."

Thanks to Shen Mingzhu, Zhong Qing made a lot of money by investing in Lihua's Chinese character paging system project, and Shen Mingzhu also made a lot of money.

If nothing else, there's absolutely no problem getting a better car.

"No need, Qingqing. A car is just a means of transportation for me. Besides, this car is not bad at all. I'm used to driving it."

"With the money I spent on a car, I can build dozens of rural primary schools and help thousands of poor children complete their primary education. This sense of accomplishment makes me feel more at ease than buying a car."

Zhong Qing looked at her steadily for a long time before speaking, "Other people make money to enjoy themselves better, but you work so hard to earn some money and spend it all on others. Aren't you stupid?"

"That's not the case. I still have a lot of it for myself. I'm not that selfless or great. All I have done is just a small contribution."

Zhong Qing hugged her gently and said, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

…

Back home.

After parking the car, Shen Mingzhu was about to unbuckle her seat belt and get out when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the car parked in front of her and was startled.

Before she could think about it, someone knocked on the car window, which scared her.

"What are you afraid of? Have you done something wrong?"

Ignoring the man's sarcastic tone, Shen Mingzhu asked in confusion: "When did you come back?"

"Five minutes ago, if you didn't come back, I would have caught you at the nightclub."

Pei Yang said this as he leaned over and put his hands on her shoulders.

Shen Mingzhu closed her eyes subconsciously, but after waiting for a long time, she still didn't get the man's kiss. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man's hairy head swaying in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

"Check you for any scent of other males."

Shen Mingzhu: "..." (End of this chapter)