I really don't want to be reborn

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Zhang Weilei muttered unconvinced.

Zhang Weiyu didn't have time to talk to his younger brother, so he turned around and called the general manager's office, but no one answered.

"Auntie, the leaders of the factory are all in a meeting today, and they haven't dispersed yet."

Zhang Weiyu explained: "I don't know when it will end. Do you want to put the soup here? I will send it to Mr. Zheng."

"It won't be fresh that way. It's a pity that abalone is so expensive."

Liang Meijuan thought about it but didn't agree.

"Okay, then I'll think of a way."

Zhang Weiyu pursed his lips. His thoughts were deeper than his younger brother's, and he didn't have many chances to contact Chen Hansheng's family. If he could help Liang Meijuan this time, Chen Hansheng's ears would definitely be heard.

Chen Hansheng fell from the peak to the "low valley". In addition to Chen Zhaojun and Xiao Hongwei's firm belief that he will rise again, the little security guard Zhang Weiyu also holds this view.

Who wants to be a security guard for the rest of his life? Chen Hansheng's second recovery, if he can participate, is probably one of the few opportunities to change his destiny.

Not long after, Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping also came over, and he began to receive calls from Liang Meijuan, thinking that the third aunt was joking.

"Gu~"

Liang Xiaohai was surprised and excited when he saw his aunt, so he introduced Tang Ping's identity to Liang Meijuan: "This is my girlfriend, her name is Tang Ping."

"Oh."

Facing Tang Ping, Liang Meijuan was not so polite and enthusiastic, she just nodded lightly, who made Tang Ping curse Chen Hansheng for begging.

Tang Ping probably also realized that she was not welcome, so she turned around and went to the cafeteria on her own.

Liang Meijuan gave Liang Xiaohai a hard look, if the timing wasn't right, she really wanted to reprimand her nephew.

In front of Liang Meijuan, Liang Xiaohai didn't dare to chase after Tang Ping, so he changed the subject and asked, "Didn't Han Sheng come with you?"

"There was a quarrel. He dare not bother me recently."

Liang Meijuan replied bluntly, and instructed Liang Xiaohai: "My aunt didn't eat at noon, you go and get some lunch."

Liang Xiaohai didn't talk nonsense, and ran to the cafeteria in a hurry, but when the meal came back, Liang Meijuan finished eating, and it took more than an hour to wait.

Liang Meijuan felt sorry for the precious ingredients in the soup, looked at Liang Xiaohai and asked, "Can you remind me that this soup tastes good only when it's fresh, and we can have a meeting after drinking it."

"Third Aunt, you think highly of me too."

Liang Xiaohai smiled wryly and said, "I'm just a part-time worker. There are so many leaders in the factory who have meetings. What right do I have to remind you?"

"It's so embarrassing. I didn't ask you to go to the meeting. I just reminded you."

Liang Meijuan was very dissatisfied: "Leave this matter to Chen Hansheng, he might have solved it long ago."

"I can't compare with my cousin."

Liang Xiaohai said aggrievedly that Chen Hansheng had a good relationship with Mr. Zheng before, and now he has a close relationship with Mr. Hong. This kind of communicative ability like a fish in water is really enviable.

"I'll go."

At this time, Zhang Weiyu, who had been staring at the administrative building, said suddenly.

"Brother, how are you going?"

Zhang Weilei was surprised: "You are just a small security guard, not even qualified to enter the conference room, let alone remind Mr. Zheng."

"It's so cold, my aunt waited too long, I'm worried she's catching a cold."

As soon as Zhang Weiyu said that, he rushed out of the security post and quickly ran to the administrative building.

Both Zhang Weilei and Liang Xiaohai were surprised, and they would be criticized for such a thing.

Is it worth it for a pot of soup?

"Your brother is more diligent than my own nephew."

Liang Xiaohai said sourly.

"Who made you unreliable?"

Zhang Weilei walked outside the door, the sky that had been gloomy for a long time began to turn black, and there was still faint thunder roaring in the distance.

"A storm seems to be coming."

Feeling the dull atmospheric pressure, Zhang Weilei took off his security cap and kept flapping it.

......

In the conference room in the administrative building, the two parties are still facing each other. Compared with Zheng Guanti's construction and development proposals, Hong Shiyong who only needs to oppose is very simple.

But even so, Zheng Guanti still had the upper hand. After Hong Shiyong realized the situation, he wanted to end the meeting several times, intending to use the "dragging formula" to drag it on indefinitely.

But Zheng Guanti didn't give this opportunity, and has been pressing harder and harder.

Until, the door of the conference room was pushed open with a "creak", and Zhang Weiyu in a security uniform suddenly appeared at the door.

Here are all the middle and high-level leaders of the New Century Electronics Factory. Although they don't deal with each other, they belong to the management class anyway. Zhang Weiyu is really incompatible with the environment here.

Hong Shiyong was protesting fiercely at first, but when he saw Zhang Weiyu appearing, he subconsciously paused, staring at Zhang Weiyu quietly, but thinking about how to deal with Zheng Guanti.

The spokesperson fell silent, and the entire conference room focused on the security guard in his 20s.

Zhang Weiyu didn't expect this kind of situation, and his expression was a little flustered, but he had been in the society anyway, so he was not too timid, so he finally walked up to Jiang Yunyun holding his breath, leaned down and said a word.

Jiang Yunyun opened her eyes wide, and after confirming several times in a row, she walked up to Zheng Guanti and quietly reported.

During this process, there was no sound in the conference room, and no one knew what happened.

Zheng Guanti had a calm face, stood up after pondering for a few seconds: "Let's rest for 10 minutes first, and then continue the meeting."

After she finished speaking, she stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked out, Jiang Yunyun hurriedly followed.

Zhang Weiyu sent Liang Meijuan to the administration building, and then silently withdrew. Now this stage does not belong to her.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I forgot the time for today's meeting."

Zheng Guanti said with a smile, as if she had forgotten what she ordered last night.

The little secretary, Jiang Yunyun, was trembling beside her, not daring to take a breath. If she only looked at the process, it should be her serious dereliction of duty.

"It's okay, you do your work first, Auntie just brings you soup, so you can be nutritious while it's fresh."

Liang Meijuan, who didn't know anything, took out the thermos and opened it like a treasure: "This is the abalone and chicken wing soup that you Hong Kong people love to drink. It is light and nutritious. Auntie gets up at 5 o'clock in the morning to make it."

Zheng Guanti was a little surprised: "Auntie can cook Hong Kong soup?"

"I didn't know it before, but I learned it now."

Liang Meijuan smiled: "Auntie went to the Internet cafe last night and specifically checked how to make Hong Kong's delicious soup. Why don't you try it first?"

Zheng Guanti's expression froze for a moment, and then she returned to normal: "Auntie is going to the Internet cafe at night because of me."

"Yes."

Liang Meijuan was chatting while filling the soup: "I just realized that the Internet fee is so expensive, one yuan and fifty cents an hour, and Chen Hansheng went to Internet cafes secretly in high school. No wonder he often doesn't have enough pocket money."

"It's really naughty. If Chen Hansheng has a son, don't be like him."

Zheng Guanti took it with a smile.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and Li Xiaokai and several staunch leaders of the "Zheng Party" swarmed over and crowded at the door.

Li Xiaokai's expression was flustered: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Hong said that time is precious, and he announced that the meeting is over, and he will not participate in such meaningless meetings in the future."

Hong Shiyong was very good at finding opportunities, so he terminated the meeting directly, and also terminated the repeater and MP4 projects.

In addition, he meant that Zheng Guanti would never be given such an opportunity in the future.

Zheng Guanti was silent for a long time, then put a spoonful of soup into his mouth: "I see, you guys go back first, don't disturb me to drink the soup."

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Chapter 515 Princess Zheng's Double Life

"What? Does that send us back?"

Li Xiaokai and several loyal "Zheng Party" senior officials looked at each other.

They are not idiots, and if they go back like this, it basically means that the "MP4 and Repeater" project meeting will be aborted.

"Boss Zheng..."

Some people moved their mouths and wanted to say something.

"Why don't you leave?"

Zheng Guanti tapped the porcelain bowl with a spoon: "Do you want to grab my soup?"

Having reached this point, several hardcore "Zheng Dang" left the office dejectedly.

"Xiao Zheng, there is no problem."

Liang Meijuan seemed to be aware of the termination of the meeting, and it seemed to have something to do with this pot of soup.

"No problem at all."

Zheng Guanti swallowed a mouthful of the soup, closed her eyes as if she was savoring it slowly, her long and curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while she said with satisfaction: "I haven't had such a delicious soup for a long time."

"Hey, I just deal with it blindly. Chen Hansheng dislikes my cooking all day long."

Liang Meijuan was a little embarrassed, and said modestly: "The chefs in your family are much better than auntie."

"It's different. Auntie cooked it for me specially."

Zheng Guanti said gently.

Jiang Yunyun raised her head quietly, it was the first time she saw Mr. Zheng in this state.

For the two bowls of soup at noon, Zheng Guanti drank the most attentively, and chatted with Liang Meijuan as usual, but when Liang Meijuan left, Zheng Guanti asked one more question this time.

"Auntie, are you still coming tonight?"

Liang Meijuan turned her head and said in a very sure tone: "You must come here!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you~"

It was the first time Zheng Guanti sent Liang Meijuan downstairs, the first time she sent Liang Meijuan to the factory gate, and the first time she watched the nagging middle-aged woman walk away.

This scene fell into the eyes of others, and Zhang Weilei said to Liang Xiaohai full of jealousy: "Brother Hai, let's not talk about Chen Hansheng's strength, even his mother is so powerful, you must develop in the future."

"Nothing, Brother Hai, I have never relied on relationships to do things since I was a child."

Liang Xiaohai was also happy in his heart, he couldn't hide the smirk all over his face, and he took out his cigarette and shouted: "Come here, smoke, smoke."

Chen Hansheng has been a "face-turning dog" since he was a child, Liang Xiaohai was a little afraid of him, but the third aunt had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and when the time came to say something nice, Mr. Zheng was happy, and he seemed to be able to think about the position of the workshop director.

However, as Jiang Yunyun's personal secretary, she felt that it was not just because of her deep feelings and relationship.

With Mr. Zheng's actions, she seemed to have shed a certain layer of shackles and simply faced Liang Meijuan as a junior.

"What kind of shackles did you take off?"

There was a clue in Jiang Yunyun's mind, faintly visible, she was a little uncertain.

After Liang Meijuan left, Zheng Guanti turned and went back to the office, Jiang Yunyun trotted to keep up, bowed his head and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry Mr. Zheng, I was negligent about this matter, and I didn't seriously check whether Aunt Liang will come today... ..."

"Do not blame you."

Zheng Guanti interrupted with a wave of his hand: "I will give you a task now, and it will be completed within an hour. You will be my full-time secretary in the future."

"What?"

Happiness came so suddenly, Jiang Yunyun didn't even realize it.

No punishment, but rewards?

Can I still be a full-time secretary for an idol?

You have to take it up to the knife mountain and down to the hot pot!

"Mr. Zheng, I promise to complete the task!"

Jiang Yunyun didn't even ask about anything, the most serious thing was to stab Hong Shiyong twice.

Even so, he gritted his teeth and did it!

"There is an American sitcom called "Friends". It seems that the latest season is out. Go online and download it for me."