At 24 weeks, I had a glucose tolerance test.
Pei Zhiting is going to discuss cross-border cooperation with six countries, including Japan, South Korea, Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia and the Philippines, and it will take at least one month to negotiate and sign contracts one by one.
Pei Zhiting's eyelids were twitching. These idiots exposed their lack of culture the moment they opened their mouths.
"Seudesne..."
“…”
"Boss Pei, the beauties of Sakura Country are truly worthy of their reputation... Oh my... I really can't choose..."
The half-baked Singaporean English disgusted him the moment he heard it.
Please, you old bitches who don't observe male ethics, can you please stop harming the good seedlings of other countries?
"Oppa, Oppa, let's go drink Sakura wine together. I heard...it will definitely make you...Oppa, satisfied~"
This Korean guy looks quite decent, but why does he speak so illiterately and like a gangster...
“…”
Sitting on Pei Zhiting's right was a young-looking woman.
She saw that several other bosses were touching the female companions beside them, but the one next to her was as still as a mountain, with his eyes wandering.
what to do?
what to do?
Mama-san said that if she couldn't attract any more customers, she would be out of money by the end of the month.
She must find a way to keep this man's heart.
Otherwise, she would be sent to the dirtiest place in "Sakura Country"...
She didn't dare to think about it, she didn't dare to think about it...
Pei Zhiting took out a stack of Japanese yen from the lining of his suit, placed it at the woman's feet, and spoke gentle and pleasant Japanese.
"Take the money, don't touch me, eat, and stay away, you hear me."
The young beauty picked up the money, her eyes sparkling with stars.
She understood what he meant and she could go out.
"Sara Nahaji."
This boss is really generous. Even an Oiran escorting a famous customer only costs this much...
"Mr. Pei, if you don't like this type, then change to another one..." said the Indonesian boss.
"No, I'm not interested."
Pei Zhiting really couldn't understand what they were doing. He wouldn't even drink the alcohol in such an occasion.
Several bosses looked at each other in bewilderment. Nowadays, there are still men who don't like this.
It won’t be a bad thing.
Even if they emptied six wallets, they still couldn't come up with 100 million. Without Pei Zhiting, their business would fail sooner or later.
Thinking of this, one by one they pushed away the woman in their arms who was as soft as water. No matter how good a woman was, she was not as good as money. This was the big money that concerned their lifeblood.
They stood up one by one and surrounded Pei Zhiting.
No matter how much these people flattered him, Pei Zhiting was not interested.
"Mr. Pei, I heard that your wife is pregnant. Congratulations, Mr. Pei."
Pei Zhiting raised his eyes and said lightly, "Yeah."
"Mrs. Pei is so lucky. However, men go out to earn money while women stay at home to take care of the household. This is the rule passed down by our ancestors. Mrs. Pei is a woman after all. No matter how capable she is, she still has to stay at home to take care of her husband and children."
Pei Zhiting's face turned cold, "It seems... we are not suitable for... cooperation."
"Boss Pei, why? What's wrong with us?"
"Oh, because I don't follow the rules."
"No way! Talents like Mr. Pei were always chosen by the emperor in ancient times."
"Oh, really? Then you can go back and study history carefully."
Several people looked embarrassed. They had seen people using ancient events to brag about themselves, but they had never seen such a dimensionality-reducing attack.
Pei Zhiting, you did it on purpose!
"I'll think about the cooperation carefully when I get back and give you an answer."
Malaysia is the most serious one among them and gives a reminder.
"Are you blind? Can't you see he's been looking at his phone the whole time, and his wedding ring is all stained."
…
The glucose tolerance test required a blood draw on an empty stomach in the morning. After the doctor wrote the prescription, he went downstairs to buy a bottle of glucose. When he came back, he sat on a chair at the door of the clinic. There was a measuring cup in front of Song Xijiao.
The doctor poured glucose into the pregnant woman, and she stood there waiting while the nurse came to draw her blood.
Song Xijiao put her lips to the rim of the cup and sniffed it. Even though she loved sweets, she felt a little nauseous and shook her head at Li Zhenjun.
No.
Li Zhenjun sighed. She had to use the tone of coaxing a child. Just treat her as having another daughter.
"Drink it, and I'll give you ten thousand for every sip."
In front and behind Song Xijiao sat three pregnant women who were taking glucose tolerance tests. Their husbands were waiting outside the door. Song Xijiao looked at the men standing outside the door who were like telephone poles, and she suddenly felt inexplicably envious.
Why can't men have children?
Why aren't men the ones who give birth to children?
People around her were still sighing about this elderly woman in her thirties, who must have been unable to give birth to a son for many years and was forced to give birth, only to be asked to pay 10,000 yuan...
The happiness that cannot be envied will blow away all the confusions and restore all reality.
Good looks will stimulate appetite, and appetite will make you feel good, and when you are in a good mood, everything tastes delicious.
Li Zhenjun started working early in the morning, cooking, steaming, stewing, and making soup...
A pregnant woman who was having her blood pressure measured in the clinic heard us talking and couldn't help but look outside. She saw the breakfast on Song Xijiao's table and was surprised.
"Can I have a bite?"
"Are you allergic to anything?" Song Xijiao asked.
The pregnant woman was young and couldn't hide her feelings on her face. "No."
Song Xijiao opened the package, rolled the milk and eggs into a row. The milk was still hot and the egg rolls were salty. She spread peanut butter on them and handed them to the pregnant woman.
"You can eat now."
After the pregnant woman took it, she blew hard at the hot air, "Ah, ah, ah..."
How can there be such delicious food in this world? It’s so delicious.
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