That night, Lao Zhou deliberately bought a lot of delicious food to go home, on the one hand to celebrate his coming to the throne of the field leader, on the other hand, to make his wife happy.

But when he got home, Zhang Aihong was still the same as yesterday, with a black face, sitting on the sofa with her legs up and watching TV.

When his son Xiaoguang saw him, he immediately ran over to meet him, "Dad is back."

Lao Zhou handed a box of chocolate beans to his son.

"My dear son, eat the chocolate beans yourself."

Xiaoguang took the chocolate beans and immediately tore open the packaging bag, grabbed one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Son, you can take a few pills. Don't eat too much. If you have a toothache, I will eat later."

"Well, what did Dad buy delicious?"

"I bought the meat, and there is a fat head fish and a pound of Jiwei shrimp. Later, Dad will get you a braised pork, boiled fish head and boiled Jiwei shrimp, how about?"

"Okay, okay, all I love to eat, father, you are so great."

Zhang Aihong snorted, "Oh, old Zhou, what's wrong with you today? If you buy so much food, our guy's food expenses have exceeded the standard. We ate up our living expenses in the first half of the month, and what do we eat in the second half of the month. ."

Old Zhou smiled and said, "Don't worry, not just eat, besides, our family hasn't had a good meal in a long time. Xiaoguang has lost weight recently, so it's time to make up for him."

Zhang Aihong snorted and continued to stare at the TV.

"Aihong, I also have good news for you. The old head of the field decided to give me the position. In a few months, I will be the new head of field."

"Huh? Are you going to be on the spot?"

Zhang Aihong was taken aback and almost didn't bite her tongue.

"Yes, my dear wife, you should be happy for me."

"Happy shit! This family is over!"

Zhang Aihong snapped the TV off, turned and went into the bedroom.

Lao Zhou was dumbfounded, and his husband was promoted. The wife should be happy. Why is this tantrum?

I wanted to follow up in the bedroom to persuade her, but I had to cook after seeing a lot of vegetables I just bought.

So I had to go into the kitchen with the vegetables sullenly to wash and cut.

Over there, Zhang Aihong was sulking in the bedroom. She would never have imagined that it was because she took those photos to the Cyan Film Studio to mess around that caused the old director to make the final decision.

After working in the kitchen for a long time, Lao Zhou finally made a large table of dishes.

Braised pork, boiled fish and boiled prawns, plus deep-fried peanuts and cucumbers. With so many dishes, a family of three is a bit luxurious to eat, but who makes today happy.

Lao Zhou and his son Xiaoguang arranged the dishes on the table, and quickly asked their son to call Zhang Aihong for dinner.

Xiaoguang shook his head.

Lao Zhou knew that Xiaoguang didn't dare to go, because in recent days, Zhang Aihong's temper became very strange and she became angry at every turn.

Lao Zhou sighed, took off his apron, and invited Zhang Aihong to dinner by himself.

He walked over and knocked on the door.

"Aihong, have dinner."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Aihong opened the door soon this time.

It's just that during the entire meal, the three of them all chewed, and the atmosphere was dull.

Xiaoguang saw his mother not speaking, nor dared to speak, while his father, Lao Zhou, kept picking up vegetables for him to eat more.

After eating, Zhang Aihong pushed the bowl and went back to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he immediately inserted the door from the inside.

Lao Zhou looked at the closed door and sighed.

That night, Lao Zhou was still sleeping on the sofa with his son in his arms.

Early the next morning, Lao Zhou took his son to school.

Zhang Aihong came out of the bedroom to see that Lao Zhou had gone to work, and couldn't help but snorted.

"Still thinking about the long-term spot, fart! I must make you ruined."

So she cleaned up and came to the Cyan Film Studio again.

"I want to see the old farm manager."

The security guard at the door saw that she was again, and quickly called the old field director.

"Old head of the field, Lao Zhou's wife is here again. She said she wanted to see you again, and I looked at her aggressively, which is not right."

The old head of the field got rid of it when he heard it, and he said to his heart that this woman might have something wrong with it. Yesterday, she was so tired and talkative. She was given away. Why is she here again today?

The security guard waited for the old director to answer. He didn't move for a long time and was anxious. "Old director, you are speaking, she is standing at the door."

"Then don't let her in, just say that I'm not here and I'm away. I'm not here recently."

The security yelled twice, hung up, and looked back, God, where is the figure of Zhang Aihong?

"Wipe! She's not already in, right?"

The security guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked in the direction of the studio's office area. Sure enough, he saw a slender figure who had already reached the door of the director's office.

The security guard was so frightened that he dialed the phone quickly.

"Old head of the field, quickly, she has already entered, and sneaked in while I was calling you."

The old head nodded, "Uh, uh, I see."

Don't you know it already, because Zhang Aihong has already walked into the office and is standing in front of the old field director.

The old head of the field hung up the phone awkwardly, trying to make a smile.

"Xiao Zhang is here, sit down, sit down."

Zhang Aihong did not sit down according to her words, but yelled, "Old manager, you did a good job. I told you to fire Lao Zhou. Not only did you not fire him, but you also gave you the position of manager. Are you sincerely against me?"

The old head of the field was taken aback, "Comrade Zhang, you are wrong to say that. If an employee has done nothing wrong, how can I, as the leader, fire him casually? Promote Zhou Xuguang to the new head of field. It is entirely because he is serious and responsible for his work and his character is solid and reliable. This is obvious to all the staff on the set. It is everyone's common decision to promote him to the head of the studio, not my own idea."

"Lao Zhou must never continue to work here, do you understand?"

"why?"

"Because there are too many bad women here, women will pull him into the water every moment. Once he is targeted by a bad woman, my family will be over. Do you understand?"

Zhang Aihong said, crying immediately.

"Hey, Comrade Zhang, you still have to control your emotions. I think Lao Zhou is so honest, and you are a little worried."

"You won't fire him, are you?"

Zhang Aihong stopped crying suddenly and stared at the old field director fiercely.

The old head of the field was frightened by the cold eyes of such a female killer, but he still replied calmly, "Sorry, although I am a leader, I have no right to fire a good employee."

Zhang Aihong slammed, took out a kitchen knife from his purse, and walked towards the old head of the field.

"Since you refuse to expel him, then I will have to kill you."

The old head of the field was so scared that he stood up and stepped back, "Xiao Zhang, please don't mess around, the kitchen knife is not a joke."

"Since you must promote him to the head of the field and destroy my family, I have to kill you! Because to me, my husband and son are everything to me."