This socially dressed woman is called Qin Mo, and she is the niece of Zhang Yunchuang, the boss of Yunchuang. The middle-aged woman following her next to her is Qin Mo's mother.
Seeing his sister come directly to the company, Zhang Yunchang's face instantly turned ugly.
Ever since his sister got divorced, he, as an elder brother, has been in trouble a lot. Unexpectedly, his sister is not easy to worry about, and his niece is even worse. She has been without a job for two years after graduation, and she still gets into trouble every day.
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My sister came to Zhang Yunchuang this time to ask her brother to help her niece open a company, so that Qin Mo could have something to do and not be idle all day making trouble.
Zhang Yunchuang had a headache at first, but when his sister said that he would pay for it, he suddenly changed his mind.
Zhang Yunchang is indeed a shrewd businessman. He has already registered several companies. As a favor, he can also take care of the company's accounts, so that his niece will not pester him all the time.
What's more important is that Zhengchou doesn't know how to scare the monkeys. After all, Yi Yao is still capable. If he is fired directly or put aside, it will be a loss for the company.
Now it's good, you can assign Yi Yao to a new company to open up a Yushi account, and you can also control Yi Yao within the scope of your monitoring, which can also act as a deterrent to others.
Zhang Yunchuang agreed to his sister, then called Yi Yao into the office and asked Yi Yao to help in the new company.
Although Zhang Yunchuang's tone was questioning, Yi Yao knew that the situation was not optimistic.
Once she leaves Yunchuang to go to a new company, it will be equivalent to being decoupled from the later income of the nascent reading account, and her career plans will basically be ruined; if she does not agree... that is disobeying the leadership arrangement, and her life in Yunchuang will obviously be ruined.
It won't be easy.
Sighing, Yi Yao nodded and returned to his desk.
"What's going on? Who owes you money?"
Chen Lu came over.
Yi Yao looked helpless. Fortunately, he could still complain to his best friend: "My boss asked me to go to the new company to help her niece create a new account. I'm having a headache."
Chen Lu said with concern and annoyance: "You don't really want to go, do you? I heard that the boss's niece is not a good person. She even got into a fight with someone two days ago and ended up in the police station. Besides, you went.
What should I do about the new company and the project here?"
When it came to the project, Chen Lu paused intentionally or unintentionally.
Yi Yao obviously didn't understand what Chen Lu meant, and stood up alone.
After getting off work in the evening, as soon as Yi Yao and Chen Lu walked out of the company, they met a short-cut guy who was wearing a slightly fashionable dress.
It was Li Xiang, the company's cameraman. He was 1.8 meters tall, lived a very fashionable life, and was dressed in a motorcycle outfit. He had been working with Yi Yao on this project. Chen Lu's expression was obviously very excited when she saw him.
"Great photographer, why didn't you ride that cool motorcycle of yours?" Yi Yao and Li Xiang have worked together for a long time. The two have a tacit understanding of each other, and they already have some revolutionary friendship with each other.
"I can't pull the wind anymore. The old man was sick yesterday and smoked. The auto repair shop said he would have to be hospitalized for a while." Li Xiang said casually.
"What disease? The doctor didn't issue a critical illness notice?" Yi Yao laughed.
After a few words of bickering, Chen Lu on the side also started laughing.
Chen Lu lives in Tongzhou, Yi Yao lives in Changping, and Li Xiang lives not far away, at Heping West Bridge.
Yi Yao and Li Xiang both wanted to take Line 10, so they walked to the subway station together. Seeing Li Xiang naturally eating roasted chestnuts with sugar from Yi Yao's bag, Chen Lu felt depressed for a moment.
On the subway, Line 10, which was already overcrowded due to heavy rain, became even more crowded. Li Xiang put his arm on the carriage to protect Yi Yao in front of him, but Yi Yao teased him: "I didn't see that you are quite a gentleman."
Li Xiang reacted quickly: "I have a friend who is an ophthalmologist. I will take you to see him someday."
When they were about to arrive at the station, Yi Yao told Li Xiang what happened today, "We may not be able to fight side by side in the future."
Li Xiang glanced at Yi Yao and suddenly said: "Is this the time to play "Ah, Goodbye, Friends"? Then let's hold each other's arms and cry?"
Yi Yao rolled his eyes and looked at Li Xiang's hair: "The song is good, but it's OK if I hold my head. It's weird."
Although they were joking, there was obviously a hint of loneliness on both of their faces.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Yi Chengwen had already prepared dinner. Yi Yao knew what his father had cooked before even entering the kitchen: steamed lancelet, shredded potatoes braised in vinegar, and sweet and sour pork loin.
Yi Chengwen is a scholar, but he has nothing to do with Feng Hua Xueyue.
Half a month ago, Yi Yao said that the steamed lancelet was good. As a result, this dish stayed on the Yi family's dining table for half a month. Of course, sweet and sour pork is her mother Ling Suhua's favorite.
In the eyes of others, Yi Chengwen's eccentric romance can be considered romantic, but only the Yi family's mother and daughter know that this kind of romance can simply be called torture.
"Dad, no matter how delicious the food is, there will be times when you get tired of it." Yi Yao reminded tactfully.
Yi Chengwen asked with a smile: "What else do you like to eat? I will cook it for you every day from now on."
Yi Yao was about to kill the chicken for nothing, but immediately stopped, made an exaggerated gesture and said helplessly: "Anything will do, no amphioxus."
Yi Yao was really afraid that if she told her about the chicken, the chicken would appear on the Yi family's dining table for the next half of the month.
At half past nine, her mother Ling Suhua hadn't come back yet, and Yi Yao was already a little confused.
Yi Yao's mother, Ling Suhua, was considered a child of a wealthy family in her early years. Her ancestors have been tailors for several generations and are especially good at making traditional costumes, especially Ming Dynasty traditional costumes and Republic of China cheongsam.
It’s just that in modern times, this type of clothing has obviously lost its market and only exists in a niche.
Even though Ling Suhua loved making traditional clothing, she finally had no choice but to rent a stall in the wholesale market and start a clothing wholesale business.
Although the business is not big, the income is much better than that of his father Yi Chengwen. Over the years, Ling Suhua has gradually become the real financial and even spiritual pillar of the Yi family.
No one can defeat Ling Suhua, Yi Yao had inexplicably thought of this sentence when he was very young.
At ten o'clock, Ling Suhua hadn't come back yet, and Yi Chengwen became a little nervous.
At half past ten, Yi Chengwen was about to go out to look for someone. When he opened the door, Ling Suhua, who was soaked all over, was squatting at the door with a pale face and a daze.
Yi Yao had never seen that empty look on Ling Suhua's face, and she knew something big must have happened.
There was a water leak in the warehouse, and all the hundreds of thousands of clothing goods that Ling Suhua had stored were damaged.
All her years of hard work were wiped out overnight, and Ling Suhua, who wanted to be strong, simply couldn't accept it.
Yesterday, his dignity was shattered by the comfort of Lao Li's wife, and today even her career was flooded.
The successive blows made this strong woman finally lower her head.