Chapter
19.1: Do You Have a Boyfriend?
Chu Qianmiao assumed that given the current time of immortal
cultivation, Gu Miaoyu should have already gone to bed. She opened the door
very quietly. However, upon entering, she found Gu Miaoyu in the living room,
pulling at her hair, drawing a design. Her bun was so tight it looked like a
small explosion.
"Hey? Why are you cultivating in the middle of the
night, too?" Chu Qianmiao was a little surprised.
"I want to improve! I want to be a mature designer! I
want to beat Tu Xiaorong!" Gu Miaoyu, her hair in a messy bun, shouted
with her fists clenched.
Chu Qianmiao rushed over and pinched her face. "Why is
our little Daogu so adorable? Huh? Why is she so adorable?" She patted Gu
Miaoyu's face and said, "You can stay up as late as you want tonight.
Tomorrow morning, you won't have to squeeze into the subway. Your brother Shui
will drive you to work!" She swung the Mercedes-Benz keys in her hand and
smiled at Gu Miaoyu.
Gu Miaoyu's eyes lit up, excited. "A man gave you a
car? Oh my god, did that birthday wish I made for you come true?"
Chu Qianmiao's laughter faltered, and she poked Gu Miaoyu's
forehead with her finger. "Who borrowed your imagination? How can you be
so vivid? It's not even daytime yet, and you're already daydreaming about
me!"
Chu Qianmiao rehearsed to Gu Miaoyu how she got the car
tonight.
Gu Miaoyu sighed even more deeply after hearing this.
"Oh my god! This brokerage agent just handed you his own Mercedes-Benz
just to fulfill your lawyer Zhang's request? Oh my god, how much does he care
about you, or how much does he not care about his Mercedes-Benz!"
Swallowing her saliva, Gu Miaoyu clung to Chu Qianmiao's arm and asked
infatuatedly, "Is the brokerage agent handsome?"
Chu Qianmiao said in a cocky tone, "Are you average?
Only a few notches better looking than that Tao Xingyu you have a crush
on."
Gu Miaoyu's face sank. "Hmph. We're done."
Chu Qianmiao laughed heartily and returned to her room. She
texted Zhang Teng to let him know she was safe and to ask about his child's
condition and whether his fever had subsided.
Zhang Teng hadn't even taken a break yet. He returned the
call and said, "I'm making porridge for the baby right now, so I can't
reply to your message. The baby's fever has mostly subsided, and now she's
hungry. I'll make her some porridge."
Chu Qianmiao heard a soft, soft voice calling out
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" through the receiver. She could almost imagine
the adorable little girl clinging to her father like an octopus, and she
couldn't help but laugh.
Zhang Teng, on the other end of the line, while dealing with
his octopus, continued, "Mr. Ren just called me and told me he's taken
good care of you, just as I asked. He didn't let you drink, and he got you home
safely. Mr. Ren really touched me! He doesn't talk much, but he does such a
great job! I'll have to thank him someday! By the way, Qianmiao, you've been
working so hard on the scene. Remember to cooperate with Mr. Ren and the
others!"
"Okay, don't worry!" Chu Qianmiao hung up.
Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly texted Ren
Yan, "Mr. Ren, do we need to meet up tomorrow?"
His mount is with her; how could he get to work without
them?
Ren Yan quickly replied, "No, it's hard to make time.
I'll take a taxi to Hanhai."
Chu Qianmiao thought about it and decided not to send any
more messages. She put down her phone and prepared to wash up.
Originally, she wanted to shower and go to bed, but then she
thought again and pulled out her laptop to review some more business and
technical materials.
Although Mr. Ren had told her to go to bed early, she almost
did. But then she suddenly realized something: the fundamental purpose of her
hard work wasn't to avoid Ren Yan's criticism during meetings, but to become
more professional and powerful through gradual accumulation. The principle was
simple, just like when her parents told her, as a child, when she was naughty
and sneaked out to buy popsicles during the exam, "You're not taking this
exam for us, you're taking it for yourself, little calf."
She carried her computer to the living room to work overtime
with Gu Miaoyu. Beijing nights are always filled with diligent overtime
workers, knowing full well that in the metropolis, if they don't discover their
own self-worth, they will gradually be eliminated by the value released by
others. This is a cruel era, where laziness leads to elimination. But it's also
a joyful era; if you work hard, life won't let you down.
Chu Qianmiao and Gu Miaoyu joined the army of urban
cultivators working overtime that night.
When Chu Qianmiao woke up the next morning, she felt
surprisingly refreshed, not at all sleepy. She first dropped Gu Miaoyu off at
the office, then went to Hanhai Home Textiles. Gu Miaoyu's head was like a
rattle, swaying from side to side throughout the entire journey. As she was
about to get out of the car, she tearfully said, "How happy I am! I wish he could drink heavily every night, and that brokerage agent would leave you the car every day!"
Her naive thoughts made Chu Qianmiao laugh.
Because she'd given Gu Miaoyu a ride, Chu Qianmiao had
specially filled up her Mercedes-Benz on the way to Hanhai Home Textiles. The
tank was full, and her wallet was deflated. She couldn't help but sigh as she
stepped on the accelerator. Each step she took was worth RMB. So, a
gas-guzzling Mercedes-Benz simply wasn't something a white-collar worker like
her could handle.
But she wasn't discouraged. Even if she couldn't control the
Mercedes-Benz now, she figured, she would one day. Could she remain a
white-collar worker forever?
When Chu Qianmiao arrived at Hanhai Home Textiles, Ren Yan
was already there. And not just Ren Yan, but Qin Qianyu and the other four were
there too.
Ren Yan knocked on the table and announced, "Everyone,
bring your laptops to the third-floor conference room to discuss the company's
business and technical progress. Relevant company personnel will also be in
attendance."
Qin Qianyu winked at Chu Qianmiao as he left, carrying his
laptop. "I'm done! I drank too much yesterday and fell asleep right after
I got home. I didn't really get to sort out the issues!"
Chu Qianmiao winked back. "Don't be afraid, Qin. If it
really doesn't work out, just say, 'Let Lawyer Chu discuss this issue from a
legal perspective.'"
Qin Qianyu glanced at her. "Are you so
self-sacrificing?"
Chu Qianmiao smiled. "After all, President Ren won't be
so rude to me in front of the company's staff as he was before, right?"
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