Chapter 146： Qingqings career (1/2)

"Stop playing, go to bed early."

The phone was forcibly taken away by Fu Heng, Qingqing did not dare to make a fuss, and could only say goodbye with reluctant eyes.

In order to prevent her from indulging in games, Fu Heng strictly stipulated Qingqing's daily play time and sleep time, and she must not exceed this time range.

He didn't formulate any punishment, but every time he saw his cold face, Qing Qing was instinctively timid and didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Without the seduce of the little fairy like the mobile phone, Qing Qing slept quickly.

In the middle of the night, the thirsty Qing Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and vaguely saw a dark figure sitting on his side, it seemed that the shadow of the head was shining with a slight light.

Reaching out and groping for his own water glass from the bedside table, the mouth of the glass was made into a straw for people to drink.

Qingqing closed her sleepy eyes, took a few sips of water to moisturize her throat with a straw, and then went on to sleep.

Before going to bed, a thought struck through his squishy mind.

She will not be obedient next time. People who go to bed early are required to stay up late to play on their mobile phones.

Qingqing made a vow before going to bed, but she woke up in the morning without any memory. He thought that the vague memory of last night was a dream.

She went to bed early, but still didn't get up until almost noon.

Qingqing, who fell on the bed and fell into a salted fish state, stared at the ceiling blankly, thinking about a life problem.

Why does she stay up at night to fall asleep at one or two o'clock and wake up at noon, or do she wake up at ten o'clock early?

That being the case, why didn't she continue to stay up all night, and still have a few more hours of waking time.

Well, there is a person next to the pillow watching closely, this is impossible.

The mobile phone abandoned at the foot of the bed vibrated, Qingqing stretched out her feet and fumbled for the mobile phone to hook it up, and then reached for it.

She didn't even look at the ID, and she answered the phone directly.

"Hey."

"Are you dead?" A very bad female voice came across.

Qingqing twisted her eyebrows displeasedly, and asked, "Who are you?"

"..." The opposite seemed to be silent for a moment, and then greater anger broke out: "Gu Qingqing, you dare to pretend not to know me? Don't think that you can avoid responsibility by pretending to be stupid. Now, immediately, immediately, give I'm coming to the company!"

With a slap, the phone was severely hung up, leaving only a beeping beep in confusion.

Qing Qing: "???"

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

After the soul asked three times, she... silently opened the drawer and pulled out a light pink notebook.

The female Tyrannosaurus who just hung up was obviously not any acquaintance she chose to remember in her memory, it could only be someone she knew in the "future".

Even if the memory has not fully recovered, but my family understands my family.

Qing Qing knows what temperament he is.

She definitely does not keep a diary, but she has a small book dedicated to keeping grudges.

She felt that just by the attitude of the woman on the other side of the phone talking to her, she would definitely be kept in a small book by herself.

really.

When the pink notebook, which seemed quite thoughtful, turned to the back, she saw a record similar to that of a phone woman.

[XX year, March 19th.

Zhang Jiayu snatched my order and taunted me in person. ]

[XX year, May 6th.

Zhang Jiayu slandered me for leaking company secrets and I resigned. ]

[XX year, August 15th.

Zhang Jiayu...]

The fragmentary records can almost make Qingqing piece together the image of a commercial rival, but she knows that things are definitely not that simple.

Turning the paper to the back, sure enough, there was content that didn't match the book of grudges.

[XX year, February 5th.

Zhang Jiayu resigned and asked me to apologize. She knew that she had misunderstood me back then, and I did not forgive her. ]

[XX year, June 1st.

On Children’s Day, the company I founded with Zhang Jiayu was formally established. I paid for it, and she worked hard. She has to work and earn money for me for the rest of her life to relieve her anger. ]

[XX years...

I'm too naive. Zhang Jiayu is not a loser because Zhou is squeezing the skin, even the boss's labor is squeezed. ]

Qingqing almost didn't laugh when she looked at it. She could almost imagine how angry she was when she was recording these things.

However, it can be seen from the writing that the relationship between myself and the woman named Zhang Jiayu seems to be bad, but in fact there is a very delicate friendship between the two.

To put it in a bit of layman's terms, it is: you and I have no chance, I rely on my money.

As he read through the small books, Qingqing also grew out of nothing in his mind, and gradually outlined a delicate and glamorous face.

This is what Zhang Jiayu looks like.

At the same time, there are some memories about her.