Secretary Zhang put all the breakfast he had brought on the dining table. Song Yuchen saw steamed dumplings in the food box. He climbed onto the dining chair, took the food box with dumplings and went to the ward.
"Ye Zhenzhen, I brought you dumplings."
When the short-legged boy trotted to the bedside, Ye Zhenzhen had already gotten off the bed, "Thank you, Xiaochen. You put it on the table first, and I'll go brush my teeth."
Xiaochen quickly came over to help Ye Zhenzhen, "Be careful!"
The little guy was filled with nervousness.
Ye Zhenzhen laughed: "Xiao Chen, what I injured was my arm, not my leg. It's okay. You don't have to hold me up. I can live a normal life without any problem."
"Well, you better be careful."
Song Jinze was standing in front of the dining table. When he heard the movement in the room, he turned around and found a set of toiletries from the bags that Secretary Zhang had brought last night, and handed them to Ye Zhenzhen who came out, "Use this."
The look on Ye Zhenzhen's face was slightly astonished. After taking the items from the man's hand, she said "thank you" and walked to the bathroom.
Song Jinze inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ye Zhenzhen's thin back, as well as the cut sleeve on her right arm, and most of her exposed arm was wrapped in a white bandage.
He turned to Secretary Zhang and asked, "Where are the things I asked you to bring?"
Secretary Zhang picked up a bag and handed it to Song Jinze, "President, the shopping malls were closed this morning. I saw a set of pure cotton home clothes in your luggage yesterday. This is still new."
My wife should be able to wear it.
In the morning, Secretary Zhang saw a WeChat message from the president on his mobile phone. The time displayed on it was 3:12;
[Bring a set of women's casual clothes when you come in the morning.]
The sending time and the request made Secretary Zhang, who had just woken up, frown until he came to the ward just now...
He seemed to understand everything.
Song Jinze's eyebrows moved slightly. When he took the bag, the door of the ward opened and Susie came in from the outside. "Hey, you are all here. Didn't you agree that I would deliver breakfast?"
Su Qian led her son Cheng Jiaming, followed by two men. Among them, the man in a suit and leather shoes was known to both Song Jinze and Secretary Zhang.
It is Cheng Zheng, the president of the Cheng Group with whom they are currently discussing cooperation.
When he saw Song Jinze and Secretary Zhang, Cheng Zheng's expression froze, "Mr. Song?"
He didn't expect to meet Song Jinze here.
Su Qian looked at the two of them, pointed at Song Jinze and asked Cheng Zheng: "Husband, do you know him?"
"This is Mr. Song from Jiangcheng." Cheng Zheng explained to his wife with a smile.
Secretary Zhang: This woman is actually Mrs. Cheng?
A look of surprise appeared on Su Qian's face immediately, and she said with a smile: "This is really a coincidence, but I feel a little sorry for Mrs. Song."
Regarding what happened last night, Susie specially brought her husband over to apologize to Ye Zhenzhen today.
Thinking that the clothes Ye Zhenzhen was wearing could no longer be worn, she even brought some clothes specially, thinking that everyone would sit together and talk about how to compensate Ye Zhenzhen.
Su Qian asked Cheng Zheng again: "Has the cooperation with Mr. Song been settled?"
Cheng Zheng: This is really a pot that cannot be opened!
He moved his eyebrows slightly to signal his wife to stop talking.
Su Qian also raised her eyebrows slightly and gave Cheng Zheng a slightly warning look.
Cheng Zheng remained silent and only tilted his head slightly.
Song Jinze's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips sank inadvertently. He said nothing. The air in the ward seemed to have suddenly solidified, making it a little embarrassingly cold.
"Xiaochen, did you brush your teeth this morning?"
After Ye Zhenzhen finished washing, she came out of the bathroom and saw that the ward was crowded with people. She paused in her steps. It had only been a few minutes, how come so many people had come?
Xiaochen: "I brushed my teeth!"
Susie walked up to Ye Zhenzhen on high heels, "Are you feeling better?"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled slightly and said, "Much better."
"I brought you breakfast..."
After Su Qian spoke, Song Jinze handed the paper bag in his hand to Ye Zhenzhen and said calmly: "Go and change your clothes."
Ye Zhenzhen:……
She had just seen her cut sleeves in the bathroom and was thinking that if she could be discharged from the hospital soon, she would have to return to the Anshan Hotel to pick up her luggage and change clothes.
If you don't want to, this man is ready.
Song Jinze saw Ye Zhenzhen frozen on the spot, thinking she was disgusted, and then explained: "The mall hasn't opened yet, these clothes are new, I haven't worn them before, so you can get rid of them first."
Ye Zhenzhen:?
Are these men's clothes?
She took the bag and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
Is this plastic husband taking too much care of her?
Susie spoke again: "Hey, I brought women's clothes for you."
After she finished speaking, the man standing next to Cheng Zheng picked up the bags in his hands and handed them to Su Qian. He then slightly bent towards Su Qian and said, "Madam, I'm going out first."
Ye Zhenzhen knew this man, he was the driver who brought her to the hospital last night.
Susie waved her hand, "Go and wait in the car."
"Here you go, your size should be about the same as mine. These are also new." Susie handed the paper bag in her hand to Ye Zhenzhen.
Since there were women's clothes, Ye Zhenzhen would not wear Song Jinze's clothes. After returning the paper bag to Song Jinze, she took the paper bag from Su Qian and went to the room.
Susie: "Do you need my help?"
Ye Zhenzhen replied: "No, thank you."
After Ye Zhenzhen left the living room, Secretary Zhang invited Cheng Zheng and his wife to sit on the sofa, poured them water and handed it over, "Mr. Cheng, Mrs. Cheng, drink water."
Susie: "You don't have to be so polite."
Cheng Zheng cleared his throat slightly awkwardly, took the water glass and took a sip.
The awkward air in the living room quickly condensed together again...
Su Qian brought up the topic just now and asked Cheng Zheng, "Have you signed the contract with Mr. Song?"
Cheng Zheng:......
Why is this woman still here?
Secretary Zhang replied: "Not yet."
"Hey~" Su Qian glanced at Song Jinze, then turned to question Cheng Zheng, "Cheng Zheng, what do you mean, didn't you say that the contract was signed last night? You..."
Secretary Zhang's lips curled up inadvertently, and he looked at Song Jinze next to him. A thin smile flashed in Secretary Zhang's eyes.
Secretary Zhang had investigated in the past two days and found that Cheng Zheng was a henpecked master. Although the Cheng family is now under the control of Cheng Zheng, most of the properties in his hands should actually belong to Su.
Cheng Zheng was able to take the initiative from the Cheng family, and the main credit goes to Su Qian.
Song Jinze raised his eyebrows indifferently, "There is no need for Mrs. Cheng to be like this. After all, Mr. Cheng's sincerity is beyond our reach at Media Asia."
Su Qian stood up and asked Song Jinze sincerely: "What does Mr. Song mean?"
Song Jinze's thin lips moved slightly, "3 points."
Cheng Zheng immediately stood up from the sofa and said, "Hey, that's not right, Mr. Song, you clearly said last night..."
