Fortunately for the housekeeper, it was his first time dealing with Feng Xiaoxiao, so he just had to obey his orders.
Liao Qingming was different. He had watched Xiaoxiao grow up, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that Xiaoxiao had really grown up, and now she looked more and more like the hostess of the house.
In this way, not only half of the burden on Nie Zheng's shoulders was lifted, but it was true that he felt a lot lighter.
"Firstly."
Feng Xiaoxiao listened to their reports one by one, nodded if they could do it, and asked them to do it again if they couldn't.
Ask them again, "Now that there is chaos at home, you two should keep an eye on your respective departments and report any trouble. I will handle it without you having to come forward."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Nie Zheng took a rest. Although they were in charge, they were not the ones who really 'distributed money'.
The housekeeper first talked about a few things at home, and Feng Xiaoxiao took care of them.
It was Liao Qingming's turn, but he seemed a little embarrassed to say it.
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and guessed: "Is it Ye Wenzheng?"
"Why."
Liao Qingming nodded.
Although he is known as the Smiling Tiger, and Nie Zheng is not around, he will not be merciful in handling anything, but Ye Wenzheng, he really doesn't dare to do anything.
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned with a headache. Nie Zheng came here firstly because of Ye Jingming, and secondly because of Ye Wenzheng.
Nie Zheng owed Ye Jingming, but he did not owe Ye Wenzheng.
Compared with Liao Qingming's entanglement, Feng Xiaoxiao's handling was simple and crude, "No matter what he wants to do, just give him a break and let him hang on to his job."
"Hey, okay."
Liao Qingming also meant this.
Feng Xiaoxiao was also worried about ruining Nie Zheng's affairs, "Brother Liao, is this okay?"
"So much the better."
Liao Qingming nodded and said truthfully, "Ye Wen is very ambitious and is waiting for this opportunity to move up.
Don’t tell me, I seized this opportunity quite accurately.”
When Ye Wanrong passed away, both Ye Jingming and Nie Zheng were heartbroken.
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know that much, he only knew that Ye Wenzheng couldn't let Ye Wenzheng interfere with Nie Zheng's hard work.
"Let him cool down. Nie Zheng doesn't have time to discipline him at this time. Just don't let him cause trouble again."
"good."
After dealing with this, Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
But she couldn't stop thinking and ran to the kitchen again.
There was no taste in Nie Zheng's mouth, and she was in a bad mood, so she was worried that it would be difficult to eat, so she asked the kitchen to make beef soup to avoid hurting her qi and blood.
She was talking to the kitchen here, and the housekeeper there said, "Young lady, you have guests, who are your friends."
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled and didn't realize who it was. When he went out and took a look, it was Weng Qiange who was here.
"Chika!"
Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand, and Weng Qiange immediately came up to hold her hand.
Weng Qiange rolled his eyes at her, feigning anger, "Zhou Kaiding told me that you were hospitalized. I ran to the hospital and found out that you were discharged from the hospital again. At home..." "I'm sorry."
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, "I'm really busy here, so I didn't think of telling you."
"Do I really blame you?"
Weng Qiange shook his head, "I'm here to see if there's anything I can do to help?"
Feng Xiaoxiao: "It's all arranged, just watch them do the rest."
"Um."
Weng Qiange pulled Feng Xiaoxiao and sat down on the sofa, "You should also pay attention to your health. Your face looks bad."
"I'm fine."
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't care too much, "The medicine prescribed by Ding Chuang is very effective.
Besides, I just work harder physically, and people are never exhausted from work."
What makes people feel tired has always been the ‘heart’.
That's why Nie Zheng collapsed from exhaustion this time.