Zhu Kedi sat in the office, and she was the only one in the office, with other tables and chairs placed around her, mostly empty seats. Zhu Kedi still likes this single room very much. She thinks that the position she sits in is more arranged than the single room in Huajiangbei next door.

Huajiangbei is a single room divided by Zheng Dongfang, and this one is the position that the company should arrange for the senior manager.

Zhu Kedi felt a little more of a sense of crisis in his heart. This sense of crisis came from Qian Chu. She felt that Qian Chu was now holding back his energy to compete with him.

When Zhu Kedi thought of this, he reached out to open a large group of the company, called out the chat records in the group, searched for keywords, and directly recalled all the reports of orders over the past month.

Take a pen to record the orders in Qian Chu's group one by one, and then calculate and comprehensively calculate the data. This data is not complete, because there must be some people who have not issued orders and reported them. However, Zhu Kedi obviously feels pressured for the current data of the orders. The premium of more than 90,000 is really quite large according to the people of Qian Chu's team. After all, Lin Shuang's 70-person team had a maximum premium of only 120,000 per month last year.

Zhu Kedi reached out and grabbed her hair. She didn't need to ask what Zheng Dongfang was looking for Qian Chu. Qian Chu had no need to ask. Qian Chu attracted Zheng Dongfang's attention, just like when she first came to the company and she was the only salesperson in the company. Zheng Dongfang only paid attention to her, and even tried every means to help her increase her employees. The people who were added were in her name.

Zhu Kedi took the cup and drank a big sip of water. The lipstick was touched on the mouth of the cup. She reached out and touched it hard. Is she competing for the premium? Why can't she rely on Qian Chu? When she was doing insurance, Qian Chu hadn't graduated from college yet? Compare with her, it's worth it!

Qian Chu, who returned to the training classroom, was stopped by several people from other groups: "What are you asking for by Mr. Zheng?"

Qian Chu smiled and replied, "What else can I do? I just encourage me to continue to work hard, don't take it lightly, and develop well, you know."

One of them stuck out his tongue: "To put it bluntly, Mr. Zheng is just snobbish. He will pay attention to whoever does well. He will not look at the right eyes if he is not good."

Qian Chu thought about it, "Actually, the leaders are the same. You see, the same is true in foreign companies. Those who can create value for the company are important. Those who cannot create value cannot continue to buy it, and those who need to buy it will be fired."

Li Guang took a small book and rushed in: "Chuchu, I have an interview in the afternoon!"

Qian Chu opened his eyes wide: "So amazing? It's the fourth this month!"

Li Guang's expression showed a bit of pride: "I'm still waiting to hear the dog barking."

"I'm still waiting for someone to call me dad." Chen Tian came in from outside the door, reached out and pulled up a bag on a chair, greeted Qian Chu, and snorted and left.

Qian Chu shook his head: "Li Guang, why do you think you can't get along with Tiantian? She didn't offend you, why are you always shave someone?"

"I didn't shave her, she asked for it every time." Li Guang snorted coldly: "I don't believe it anymore. I can't compare to her as an ugly girl!"

Qian Chu was too lazy to say anything to him. Zhou Ce’s personnel statistics have been released. After Qian Chu got the list and information, he was working on an employer’s liability insurance plan and completed it as soon as possible so that the group insurance can be signed as soon as possible.

"Chuchu, are you going out for a meal?" Zhou Chongcheng asked.

Qian Chu felt uncomfortable these days, but the woman was in the condition of those days. She planned to go home to rest and make plans at home. Then she shook her head: "I won't go anymore, you go and eat. I'll see the customer in the afternoon and leave later."

Every time Qian Chu was tired and hid at home and rested, she would post a message to the client’s circle of friends with guilt, for fear that the team members would know that they were lazy at home, which would affect the enthusiasm of others.

Qian Chu waited for the people in his group to leave almost before he drove home sneakily.

She held her assured that there was a hot water cup next to the computer, staring at the computer seriously. Next to the computer was a portion of fried noodles she had packed from outside. The bedroom was filled with the smell of fried noodles. She couldn't stand it after sitting for a while. She opened the doors and windows to loosen the flavor. She couldn't eat the fried noodles anymore, so she put them aside and stopped touching them. Seeing Xiao Hei running in and humming, she poured the fried noodles into the dog basin. Xiao Hei was eating very happily.

Zhou Chongcheng got off work in the evening and smelled a strange smell in the house as soon as he entered. After walking around, he found food residue in Xiao Hei's dog basin. Then he looked up and found that there was light in Qian Chu's room.

He closed the door and went in, and knocked at the door: "Qian Chu?"

Qian Chu responded: "The door is not locked."

Zhou Chongcheng opened the door, "You will be back in the afternoon?"

Qian Chu said yes, her face was a little pale and she looked not very energetic.

Zhou Chongcheng immediately worried: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital, and you see, your face is pale..."

Qian Chu shook his head: "I'm fine, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I don't have to go to the hospital."

"But your face is pale!" Zhou Chongcheng said: "It's a bit abnormal."

"It's really okay." Qian Chu smiled at him, "I'm a little hungry. I bought a fried noodles at noon, but I didn't eat it. It's better to cook something for me. You can make something for me. I can't eat much. Don't make too much, and we can't finish it."

When Zhou Chongcheng heard that she was hungry, he hurried to cook.

When he learned that Qian Chu was uncomfortable, he didn't dare to cook too greasy food at night. It was very light. He fried two vegetarian dishes with Babao Porridge. Qian Chu did not eat much, so he didn't want to eat it after eating half a bowl.

Zhou Chongcheng frowned: "Just eat this little? It's not as good as eating more."

Qian Chu smiled and said, "I don't want to, I just don't want to eat. You eat more!"

"Then you eat more fruits later." Zhou Chongcheng said again.

Qian Chu quickly turned around: "I won't eat the fruit these two days, don't cut it for me."

Zhou Chongcheng was shocked: "Why? Sick people should eat some vegetables and fruits in a light way. Why don't you eat vegetables and fruits? How can this work?"

Zhou Chongcheng was a little anxious and put down the spoon and chopsticks in his hand: "No, I have to take you to the hospital. Who doesn't want to go to the hospital when you get sick?"

Qian Chu had already walked into the bedroom. Zhou Chongcheng suddenly came in from outside, reached out to take a thin blanket on Qian Chu's bed, wrapped it around Qian Chu, picked it up and walked out: "Go, go to the hospital for treatment!"

Qian Chu: "!"

She hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing? I'm not sick, what hospital should I go to?"

"Why aren't you sick? You have a bad appetite, you don't want to eat fruits, and your face is pale. This is obviously sick!" Zhou Chongcheng put her on the chair and ran to the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall to take her shoes. "Put it on, let's leave now. People should not be afraid of doctors. If you are sick, you have to go to see a doctor. What can you do? You can't delay your illness!"

He couldn't help but break up and put his shoes on Qian Chu's feet, and then ran to get his wallet and cell phone. It seemed that he had to take her to see a doctor. Qian Chu said that he was not sick, but he didn't believe it at all. People with great health also ate more, and she ate less than dogs!

"I'm really not sick." Qian Chu also wrapped a blanket on it. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the room, otherwise she wouldn't know how hot it was.

"No, you have it. You are just afraid of going to the hospital. Are you afraid of getting an injection? It's okay, I'll look for my brother and find the best doctor to show you. If you don't get an injection, you can prescribe some medicine for you." Zhou Chongcheng said seriously.

Qian Chu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to him: "Zhou Chongcheng, I am really not sick, I am just... well, it's just a woman's disease."

Zhou Chongcheng was confused: "What does it mean? Women are sick... Women are sick and they are sick. If you are sick, you have to go to see a doctor!"

When Qian Chu saw that he was about to force herself to hug her again, she became anxious: "Zhou Chongcheng, are you a fool? I am my aunt, but my stomach is uncomfortable and I am not sick. Do you understand?"

Zhou Chongcheng was stunned and didn't react for a long time. Qian Chu sighed, reached out to take off the blanket, and flashed into the bathroom, "Idiot!"

Accompanied by the "stupid" sound, there was another loud sound of the door closing.

Zhou Chongcheng was still standing there. He walked to the chair and reached out to pick up the blanket. He saw that the blanket was just sitting by Qian Chu, and there was a piece of fresh blood.

Zhou Chongcheng never expected that she was not sick, but a woman arrived every few days of each month.

Why didn't he pay attention?

In the past few months, Qian Chu was silent, and Zhou Chongcheng forgot that women had such troublesome days.

This time, Qian Chu ate ice cream several times when he met with customers, which made her stomach very uncomfortable.

Zhou Chongcheng quickly turned around and ran into his room, took a pen and marked the calendar next to his desk. Remember in the future that these days of each month are when she feels uncomfortable.

He looked at it and found that Qian Chu had not come out yet. He quickly searched the Internet for a question: How should women take care of each month when they are bleeding?

The answers found were a variety of, but one of them was kept in mind. A woman would be in a bad mood these days.

Zhou Chongcheng thought that Qian Chu had just hit the door hard, so he nodded solemnly. It was indeed very irritable, and the sound of closing the door was very loud.

The key point appeared again, help her boil ginger brown sugar water.

Zhou Chongcheng wrote it down again.

The third point is to help her rub her stomach.

Zhou Chongcheng raised his hand, looked at the front and looked at the back and the front, thinking about whether she would slap him in the face if he rubbed her stomach later.

...

After collecting some information, he quickly took the keys out and went out to buy brown sugar.

Qian Chu heard the sound, and she reached out to hold her forehead. She didn't know what to say. Her pants were just dirty, and she didn't know if he saw it. That idiot, she insisted on tormenting her.

After hearing the sound of Zhou Chongcheng going out, she quickly took the opportunity to run back to the bedroom, took the blanket in, and only then did she dare to breathe a sigh of relief after changing her clothes.

She sat on the chair with her pillow in her arms, patting her forehead hard, feeling tired.

I sat down and was stunned for a while. After a while, I heard the sound of someone opening the door. Then I saw Zhou Chongcheng coming back and ran to the door of her bedroom and said to her: "Chuchu, you wait a moment, it's going to be fine soon."

Qian Chu: "?"

Qian Chu was confused, "What will be fine right away?"

Zhou Chongcheng ran to the kitchen to make fun of it. I don’t know what he did. Anyway, I took the time to come back and have dinner and wash the dishes.

Before Qian Chu's doubts passed, he saw Zhou Chongcheng walking in carefully from outside with a small bowl and delivering a bowl of brown sugar water with ginger smell to her: "Chuchu, you drink it while it's hot, and your stomach will feel comfortable after drinking it."

Qian Chu: “…”

She looked at him, and Zhou Chongcheng hurriedly explained: "It's really good for the body. I just tasted it. It was very sweet and a little spicy. It's not hard to drink."

"You just went out to buy brown sugar?" Qian Chu asked.

Zhou Chongcheng nodded: "I have never had it at home, so I can only buy it. You have to drink it while it's hot."

Qian Chu glanced at him, nodded, and carefully picked up the bowl: "Okay, thank you."

While talking to her, Zhou Chongcheng quietly reached out to pull the blanket thrown on the ground by Qian Chu and the clothes that Qian Chu changed, and put them in his hand: "You finish drinking and tell me, I'll get the bowl..."

Qian Chu glanced out of the corner of his eyes and seemed to be carrying something. After a closer look, he couldn't help but speak: "Why are you doing with my dirty clothes?"

Zhou Chongcheng's hand froze, "You can't dip cold water now, you should pay attention to keeping warm. If this is dirty, you should wash it as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be washed clean..."

"Put it down!" Qian Chu felt that his face was about to burn, "Who asked you to take it? Put it down!"

Zhou Chongcheng held it in his arms and kept moving, "I think I'm washing things clean..."

"Let go!" Qian Chu almost jumped up, "I can wash myself!"

"It was hard to wash it when I did it at that time..."

"I'm happy to wash my clothes if you don't want to wash them. Do you hear that you put them down?" Qian Chu stood up in anger, went over, and snatched the things from Zhou Chongcheng's hand, "I said I'll wash myself."
To be continued...