After Zheng Guanti sent the checklist to Liang Meijuan in the morning, he imagined Chen Zhannan panicking and explaining, a smile rolled up at the corner of his mouth, and his mood was also much better.

　　 But when she returned to the factory, she quickly forgot about it and devoted herself to tedious and complicated work again.

　　 Chen Hansheng’s sudden reversal disrupted Zheng Guanyi’s daily plan, and also allowed Hong Shiyong’s power to expand even more. To maintain daily production, but also to suppress Hong Shiyong, the pressure on Zheng Guanyi was not small.

The busy schedule is at noon. When Zheng Guanti was going to the cafeteria for dinner, Jiang Yunyun, the secretary of the general manager's office, knocked on the door and came in with a face full of confusion: "Mr. Zheng, the security room is calling, Chen Hansheng's mother is coming to you. "

"Find me?"

　　 Zheng Guanti turned on the monitor on the computer, and she saw Liang Meijuan sitting quietly in the door with a cloth bag in her hand.

　　 "What do you want me to do······"

　　 Zheng Guanyi tapped his fingers on the mahogany wooden table, thinking for a moment, and said: "Let her come in first, you go to the elevator to meet her."

　　 The security guard who received the order immediately released the people. Zheng Guantai leaned back on the soft backrest, while sipping coffee, while looking at Liang Meijuan, guessing the purpose of her trip.

　　 Did you find that the check sheet was fake?

　　 still want to know more information, after all, I "conceived" her grandson or granddaughter.

　　 Or persuade me to kill?

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　　 It didn’t take long for Liang Meijuan to appear at the door of the office. Zheng Guanyi turned off the monitor computer and stood up smilingly: "Auntie, why are you here?"

　　 "I had nothing to do in the morning, so I made some chicken soup."

　　 Liang Meijuan took out a brand-new thermal insulation pot from the cloth bag: "You drink it first, the taste is suitable or not."

　　 "Chicken soup?"

　　 Zheng Guantai was a little bit dumbfounded. It turned out that this was the care of "grandma".

　　 Jiang Yunyun is also very dazed, his son and Zheng Zongdou are very happy, but his mother gives people chicken soup. What kind of ethical drama is this ghost animal.

　　 "Yes, do you need nutrition now."

　　 Liang Meijuan turned the heat-preserving pot, and immediately there was a strong scent.

　　 In addition, the Queen Mother Liang was quite thoughtful. Not only did she have a thermos pot in her bag, she also prepared a porcelain bowl and a soup spoon.

　　 Zheng Guanyi looked at it with interest, hey, black-bone chicken, red dates and wolfberry soup, which has the effect of replenishing blood for women, really hard.

　　 "Thank you auntie, I don't like these soups."

　　 Zheng Guanti retorted, she is not really pregnant, in fact, she does not need to supplement these nutrients.

　　 "Why don't you drink it?"

　　 Liang Meijuan looked at Liang Meijuan reproachfully: "You young people are like this. Good food may not be nutritious. Nutritious things may look ordinary, but they are good for the body."

　　 As she said, she filled a bowl of chicken soup and handed it over, she couldn't help but put it on Zheng Guanyi's table: "Come on, I'll leave after drinking."

　　 Zheng Guandi was stunned. In this tone, emmmm... seemed a bit strange.

　　 "Auntie, are you doing the same to Chen Hansheng at home?"

　　 Zheng Guanti asked suddenly.

　　 "Yes, he is too naughty, and he can't be controlled if he is not serious."

　　 Liang Meijuan looked at the chicken soup: "Drink, do you want me to feed you?"

　　 "Mr. Zheng, I'm going to the cafeteria first."

　　 Jiang Yunyun felt that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, at least he shouldn't be watching the excitement here.

　　 After the secretary of the general manager's office, Zheng Guanti looked at the steaming chicken soup, then at Liang Meijuan, and shook his head helplessly: "Well, aunty has worked hard, I have this bowl of chicken soup."

　　 "No, I cooked two bowls today."

　　 Liang Meijuan arrogantly commanded: "You must drink another bowl."

　　 Zheng Guanti:······

　　 Just supervising Zheng Guanyi to finish drinking, Liang Meijuan didn't talk nonsense, and quickly cleaned up and went back.

　　 Zheng Guanti stood by the window, watching the brisk and steady back of the Queen Mother Liang downstairs, silent thoughtfully.

　　 Of course, this matter is not over, at least Zheng Guanti can't think of a follow-up.

　　 Around 7pm, Zheng Guanyi had finished his dinner and was thinking about how to deal with Hong Shiyong in the meeting tomorrow, Jiang Yunyun knocked on the door and came in again.

　　 "Mr. Zheng, Chen Hansheng is here again."

　　 "Coming again?"

　　 Zheng Guantai was also taken aback, and quickly asked: "Is she still holding a thermos flask in her hand?"

　　 Jiang Yunyun nodded.

　　 "My God~"

　　 Zheng Guanti covered his head.

"what happened?"

　　 Jiang Yunyun asked curiously: "Is the soup not good?"

　　 "A good drink is a good drink."

　　 Zheng Guanyi hesitated, and told the truth: "It's just that I'm not used to it. Hong Kong rarely drinks this kind of soup."

　　 "Then... I find a reason to let her leave?"

　　 Jiang Yunyun actively plays the role of secretary.

"forget it."

　　 Zheng Guanti also did not agree: "You go and meet again."

　　 Jiang Yunyun did not ask the reason, but before she went out, Zheng Guanti asked suddenly: "Xiaoyun, you are usually at home, did your parents cook soup for you?"

　　 "Boot~"

　　 Jiang Yunyun shrugged: "I'm tired of drinking."

　　 Zheng Guandi nodded. After Jiang Yunyun left the office, Zheng girlfriends breathed out gently: "This is the first time I have been forced to drink soup."

　　 "No way."

　　 Zheng Guanti changed his own words: "This is the second time."

　　 After Liang Meijuan came in, she took out a heat preservation pot from the cloth bag again like noon, and said with joy: "This time is not the black chicken soup at noon. Auntie replaced it with Cordyceps Laoya."

　　 Black-bone chicken and red dates are for blood, and Cordyceps Laoya soup is for nourishing yin. Liang Meijuan is very considerate.

　　 Zheng Guanyi looked at the Cordyceps Laoya Soup he was handing over, and his expression was a little afraid of difficulty. Not adapting to the taste was one reason, and the other reason was that she was already full.

　　 "Drink, it will get cold if you don't drink it!"

Liang Meijuan installed the soup and watched Zheng Guanti standing still. She couldn't help but think of her son. Chen Hansheng did the same. She shouted many times every time she ate, so she couldn't help but become angry. .

　　 Jiang Yunyun stayed for a while, she felt that she was not suitable for being here again.

　　 "Auntie, can I just drink one bowl tonight?"

　　 Zheng Guanti was not angry, and asked in a deliberate tone.

　　 This time Jiang Yunyun no longer hesitated, and quietly retreated. There were some things in the leadership that his subordinates could not spy on.

　　 For example, she's a very smart boss of a strong woman, how come she seems to be acting like a baby with her parents now.

　　 "No way!"

　　The key point Liang Meijuan refused: "This is a waste of food. Do you think that more money can be wasted? That is to you, if Chen Hansheng dared to do this, my slap would have gone up."

　　 Liang Meijuan was talking, and seeing Zheng Guanyi staring at herself in a daze, the Queen Mother Liang was also very puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

　　 Zheng Guanyi smiled suddenly: "My parents never scold me~lightnovelpub.net~ This is not a good thing, Chen Hansheng has been scolded by me all day, and he dare not go home on holiday now."

　　 Liang Meijuan was quite puzzled.

　　 "They never scold me, but they rarely talk to me."

　　 Zheng Guanti bowed his head and drank the Cordyceps Laoya Tang: "I have been studying abroad for many years, and they have no more than five phone calls."

　　 "Your family is different, we are just ordinary families."

　　 Liang Meijuan didn't want to ask the rich family members in detail, she changed the subject and said: "How does the cordyceps soup taste tonight?"

　　 "It tastes good."

　　 Zheng Guanti swallowed the last bite hard and touched the slightly distended lower abdomen.

　　 "That's good, in fact, even if the taste is not so good, you can't dislike it. After all, it is good for your body, and don't take cold showers. You are now at a critical moment, and you must not leave the root of the disease..."

　　 Liang Meijuan tidied up the soup bowl while reminding Zheng Guanyi of these "pregnancy" taboos.

　　 Zheng Guantai listened to these unfriendly tones, with a smile on her face, and she quietly did not refute.

　　 After Liang Meijuan was cleaned up, Zheng Guanyi concealed the little nostalgia in his eyes, and tentatively asked: "Auntie, if you have anything you want to ask, I can tell you everything."

　　 At this time, girlfriend Zheng has made up her mind. If Liang Meijuan asked about the authenticity of the checklist, she decided to tell the truth.

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　　 (I don’t think this rhythm is a problem. It was originally a daily essay, and Chen Hansheng would not be like other novels and eventually became the world’s richest man.)