"If we can work together, I can help you! I've also accumulated a lot of connections over the years!"
It has to be said that Sun Ming’s proposal is still very attractive. If it were someone else, they might have agreed, but Cheng Yue is not that kind of person.
He is especially not interested in dealing with people who have bullied his wife and children.
"Thank you for your concern, Director Sun. My current position is pretty good. Most people may not be in my position when they are fifty, right?"
He looked at Sun Ming meaningfully.
If the Song family was gone, Sun Ming's progress would have truly stopped here. If the two of them cooperated, it would be more beneficial to Sun Ming. He is not stupid.
Sun Ming was so angry when he saw Cheng Yue got up and left. He really hated Cheng Yue's stubborn attitude.
What are you pretending for?!
Who doesn't want to be the best? What's wrong with taking shortcuts to become the best? History is written by successful people, so we can just erase those things when the time comes.
After get off work, Cheng Yue went to the rental house to pick up his wife first.
Su Qianqian had a sore back after a busy day, and she was immediately happy to see Cheng Yue coming.
"Why did you come to pick me up?"
"Missed you," he whispered, reaching out to tidy up her hair.
"Then let's go back." She said something to Li Fang and followed Cheng Yue back.
In fact, she knew that Cheng Yue was worried about her safety.
Of course, he must be thinking of her too.
On the way back, Su Qianqian bought some vegetables and cooked dinner today. This made the three little ones and Cheng Yue very happy. Although they were just home-cooked dishes, each of them ate two large bowls of rice. Children's appetite should not be underestimated. They really eat a lot.
In order to prevent them from having indigestion, Su Qianqian asked each of them to drink half a cup of boiled water with Lingquan water to aid digestion so as not to feel uncomfortable due to bloating.
"Are today's pickled bamboo shoots delicious?" she asked for her opinion.
"It's delicious, especially delicious, crispy, a little bit sweet, and a little bit spicy." The three little ones gave their opinions immediately.
Cheng Yue thought it could be spicier so it would be more flavorful.
Pickled pepper crispy bamboo shoots were very popular in later generations. She made sweet and spicy, pickled pepper, and spicy flavors, but she couldn’t package them in small bags like in later generations. However, these things can be studied slowly and will appear when the time is right.
Nowadays, they can only be made like canned fruits, with glass bottles of different sizes to distinguish the portions.
"Mom, how come you are so amazing? Not only do you cook delicious food, but you also always come up with so many things we have never eaten before?" Sanya looked at Su Qianqian with admiration, "Is mom's brain different from ours?"
She picked up San Ya and sat her on her lap.
"In the future, you should also actively use your brains, so that you can come up with many things, dare to imagine, dare to innovate, and then read more books, go out more often to broaden your horizons."
“There is a saying that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, and traveling ten thousand miles is not as good as meeting countless people.”
The three little ones tilted their heads and listened to her very seriously, but there was some confusion on their faces. They were smart, but these words were too beyond their scope.
"If conditions are limited, you should read more. If you have the right opportunity, go out and experience different environments, cultures, and customs in different places, and meet different people. If you walk with three people, there must be one person who can teach you something. That is to say, there may be something we can learn from everyone."
This time the three kids finally understood.
Cheng Yue stood aside and watched Su Qianqian gently and patiently explaining to the children, and felt that she exuded intellectual beauty.
It seems to be glowing.
Before going to bed at night, Cheng Yue mentioned to her the matter of Sun Ming and the Song family.
"Ah? You said something's going to happen to the Song family."
"Well, I guess it will take about one or two months."
"So Sun Ming came to you to ask for help? But if you don't give him face, he will definitely go find someone else."
Cheng Yue nodded, "But it's useless for him to ask others. I am the main person in charge of this matter, and my subordinates are very tight-lipped."
Su Qianqian thought for a moment and asked, "Should we take advantage of their trick?"
"Um?"
"Sun Ming must know something about the Song family. He wants him to surrender these things because he thinks the Song family has no hope. Why not take advantage of his psychology and trap him? This way, you can save a lot of time and energy in finding evidence."
Some evidence is not so easy to find, especially the kind that is deliberately hidden.
Because once the Song family smells something, it might be ruined.
"I didn't know you were so cunning." Cheng Yue pinched her nose, "It seems I really can't offend you in the future, otherwise I won't know how I died."
Su Qianqian snorted lightly, "Yes, you'd better be more careful. If I catch your braids, I will cut them off..." She made a clicking gesture.
Cheng Yueyue subconsciously clamped her legs together and said with a wry smile, "Don't do this, I'm scared."
She was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "I said to cut off your pigtails!"
"I don't have pigtails, I just have..."
Ahhh! This man is really getting worse and worse!
After the two of them had been arguing for a while, Cheng Yue said seriously, "You should be more careful recently. I'm worried that Sun Ming will use his tricks to trick you into saying something."
"Okay, I understand."
…
That day, just as she was about to go out, she found Lu Jiahe coming.
"Are you going out?"
"Why are you here? You actually found my house." Su Qianqian was very surprised. She didn't expect Lu Jiahe to come.
"Isn't it easy to find your house? You and your husband are very famous now, and you can find out by just asking around." Lu Jiahe joked. She noticed the basket in Su Qianqian's arms, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to deliver something. I recently made some pickled bamboo shoots and sent them to my little sister to try."
Lu Jiahe looked at the things in the basket. "Pickled bamboo shoots? That sounds good. These bamboo shoots look very crisp."
"Take some back to try later. I made it myself, so don't worry."
"Okay, then I won't be polite. I came to you this time to invite you to go on an outing. Do you want to go?"
"Outing?"
"Yes, it's Saturday. Isn't the weather good recently? It's suitable for going out for hiking."
Lu Jiahe was still thinking about her, so she naturally wouldn't refuse. There is no end to making money, but connections are more valuable than money, and she can't lose the big picture for the small.
"OK."
"Okay, I'll pick you up at 8 o'clock on Saturday morning."
Su Qianqian nodded in agreement, then took a can of pickled bamboo shoots from the basket and gave it to her. "Try it first. If you like it, I'll make it for you again."
Lu Jiahe left in a happy mood.
She went back home and got another can before going to Lin Xuemei's house.
As a result, when she went there, she found Song Qianqian at Lin Xuemei's house, which was a bit strange.
"I have something delicious to eat again. I'm so happy!" Lin Xuemei took the basket, took out the pickled bamboo shoots and put them in the kitchen, then poured a cup of scented tea for Su Qianqian, "It's what you suggested, rose tea, with some red dates and longans added in, it tastes good."
Song Qianqian looked at the boiled water in front of her, then at Su Qianqian's scented tea, and she was so angry that her nose was about to become crooked.
"Sister Xuemei, it shouldn't be that serious. This is too much discrimination." Song Qianqian didn't dare to act rudely to Lin Xuemei, but she was really angry.