But the next second, Shen Hongmei realized that she was no longer Shen Mingzhu's employee! Even if she asked, Shen Mingzhu might not be willing to help her.

Even if Shen Mingzhu was willing to help her, she didn't want to be looked down upon by Shen Mingzhu, and she didn't want people to think that she couldn't accomplish anything without Shen Mingzhu.

Thinking about this, Shen Hongmei put away the phone and said, "It's okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll leave first."

Looking at Shen Hongmei's back as she hurriedly left, Shen Mingzhu didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so she turned around and went back to her desk to continue working.

boom--

Hearing the roar of the sports car, people poked their heads out of the office windows and looked at the rose-red ladies' sports car with envy as it drove away from the food factory, flashing a dazzling light in the sun.

"I'm so envious. Marrying a good husband will give you endless wealth and glory for the rest of your life."

"Not only that, I don't want to go home and be a rich wife, I want to start my own company and be a big boss."

"Isn't that the next Mr. Shen?"

"It's hard to say. Not everyone can learn the skills that our Mr. Shen has..."

Shen Hongmei, who was envied by all the workers in the factory, was feeling annoyed at this moment.

Everything was planned well, but who would have thought that Founder’s shares could not be sold!

She parked her car on the side of the road in a state of frustration, picked up her mobile phone and prepared to call Zhao Dafa for help, but stopped halfway through dialing the number.

What would Shen Mingzhu do if she encountered this situation?

She closed her eyes, carefully recalled how Shen Mingzhu had handled crises in the past, put away her cell phone, and drove to the securities firm.

"Mrs. Zhao, Founder's stock has fallen again!"

"How much has it fallen?"

"From the resumption of trading to now, the total drop is almost four percentage points."

"I understand. Keep listing my stocks."

Compared with other investors who were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, Shen Hongmei's attitude was so calm as if she was discussing today's weather.

Xiao Pan couldn't help but admire her, "Mrs. Zhao, other small investors are complaining, but you are not worried at all even though you lost 30,000 or 40,000 yuan."

"There's no point in being anxious. This isn't the first time I've been doing this. The stock market is volatile, and ups and downs are the norm. After all, the sky won't fall. Even if it does, there are still tall people holding it up. What's there to be afraid of?"

These words not only made Xiao Pan give a thumbs up, but also calmed down the restless investors around him.

"As expected of a wealthy family's wife, her composure alone is much stronger than that of ordinary people like us."

A middle-aged woman in her forties whispered to her fellow stockholders.

"What they said makes sense. The sky won't fall. Just wait and see. Maybe it will go back up tomorrow."

After showing off at the securities firm, Shen Hongmei called the landlord again and postponed the contract signing date to three days later.

After doing all this, she drove to the market to buy a lot of ingredients, and then went home to cook dinner herself.

This is also a habit I learned from Shen Mingzhu.

Whenever I encounter difficulties or feel bad, I stay in the kitchen and cook delicious food.

After doing this, my mood improves and I can also let my family enjoy the delicious meal, killing two birds with one stone.

It was a rare day that Zhao Dafa didn't have any social engagements. When he got home, he was surprised to see a table full of his favorite dishes.

"What's going on today? I cooked so many delicious dishes myself."

Zhao Dafa asked in a good mood while drinking the turtle soup at the right temperature.

Shen Hongmei smiled and scolded: "It doesn't have to be a good thing for me to cook for you. I asked Secretary Ren. You don't have any social events today, so I thought of making a table of delicious food to reward you."

After a pause, he turned around and said lovingly, "Actually, this is also my dream, to cook for the one I love. It's just that I was too busy with work before and couldn't take care of it. Now that I'm free, I will try to spare as much time as possible to take care of you and Xiaoyun."

He looked at Shen Hongmei with emotion and said gently, "Don't work too hard. Just do it occasionally."

"I know. Go take a break outside. We'll have two more dishes before dinner."

Zhao Dafa nodded and went to the living room with the bowl of soup.

The last dish was stir-fried bean sprouts. Shen Hongmei wanted to wait for Zhao Yun to come back before putting it in the pot, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of Zhao Yun, so she called Zhao Yun to ask.

Zhao Yun responded very quickly.

"Xiaoyun, where are you? Dinner is almost ready."

"Aunt Hongmei, you guys go ahead and eat. You don't have to wait for me. I'll eat at Ziheng's house today."

"Okay, then come back early after you finish eating."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Hongmei said to Zhao Dafa on the sofa: "Xiaoyun said she will eat outside today."

"Then forget about him, let's eat."

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Shen Hongmei paused and said with a smile: "Okay, there is one more dish, I will go and fry it."

Pei family.

Zhao Yun is asking Shen Mingzhu how to make a nutritious and delicious fat-reducing meal.

While teaching, Shen Mingzhu also inquired about Ren Jingshu's background.

Ren Jingshu lost her father when she was young and followed her mother to her current family after she remarried. Perhaps for this reason, her mother was extremely strict with Ren Jingshu and had high expectations of her.

"Xiao Yun, it's normal for a boy of your age to like a girl, but if you really like her, you should think more about her and hope that she gets better and better, and not do anything to hurt her. Do you understand what auntie means?"

Zhao Yun was 1.80 meters tall, a full head taller than Shen Mingzhu, but he was so embarrassed by these words that he blushed like a primary school student.

"Aunt Mingzhu, you worry too much. I don't have the courage to do that."

Ren Jingshu is not only aloof but also has a bad temper. He hasn't even dared to pull her finger until now.

Shen Mingzhu laughed secretly and said, "You see the green grapes in the yard, they are not yet ripe. If you pick them now, they will be sour, bitter and astringent. You will be wasting your time on the grapes and yourself."

"As a man, you should think twice before doing anything and take responsibility for yourself and your feelings."

Zhao Yun nodded vigorously, "Aunt Mingzhu, I will remember it."

Seeing this, Shen Mingzhu said no more.

Originally, these things should have been done by Shen Hongmei, after all, Shen Hongmei was Zhao Yun's stepmother, but too many things happened in these days, and she had never found a suitable opportunity to talk about this with Shen Hongmei.

In fact, even if she told her, Shen Hongmei might not appreciate it and might even think she was meddling in other people's business.

She simply took the opportunity to give Zhao Yun some advice while he was learning cooking from her. After all, she treated Zhao Yun as her godson.

In the evening, when Zhao Yun returned home, Shen Hongmei scooped a large bowl of turtle soup for him to supplement his nutrition.

When Zhao Yun was drinking soup, Shen Hongmei was accompanying him. She said that she was concerned about Zhao Yun's studies, but in her words she was trying to find out why Zhao Yun went to Pei's house for dinner in the evening and what he said to Shen Mingzhu.

Zhao Yun was not on guard against Shen Hongmei, and he poured out all the information like beans from a bamboo tube.

Shen Hongmei didn't say anything after hearing this, but just said: "Xiao Yun, in the future, try not to tell outsiders about the situation at home. Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others."

Zhao Yun replied casually: "I didn't tell anyone else, I just told Aunt Mingzhu."

"Your Aunt Mingzhu is trustworthy, but she's not the only one in her family. You'd better try to talk less about it in the future, don't you think?"

Zhao Yun looked at her for a moment and replied, "I understand."

(End of this chapter)