Xu Zhaohua is not like an ordinary woman who is bedridden and angry.

She looked out the window with her waist on her back to adjust her emotions.

From nothing to something, a psychological construction is needed. From something to nothing, one must fill the loss in his heart.

Xu Zhaohua kept blaming her daughter for not preparing.

But what is shown is the good wishes for this grandson.

Now... I don't say it's not...

Xu Pei entered the room and leaned on the bed to flip through books until the sound of ding-clang disappears. After a greeting and farewell, the sound of closing the door is heard...

Xu Zhaohua turned his head and looked at Xu Pei who was quiet on the bed.

"I'm really not pregnant?"

Xu Peihe Shu and hung her neck behind her, "I really don't have any worries!"

Xu Zhaohua spread her daughter's hand and turned around to caress her belly, flat and tight...

Then I find it ridiculous again...

If you really get pregnant, you won’t be able to see this month.

Wang Yu explained why he had folic acid at home and flat shoes...

It's just that Xu Zhaohua couldn't accept it.

Xu Zhaohua rolled his eyelids and looked up, half open his mouth and sighed, "It's better if you don't have a pregnancy, Wang Yu is a little younger to you."

He is just young... When Xu Pei muttered in his heart, he felt like he was driving and was dizzy. He quickly jumped over the hardware and moved the big place to software directions such as capabilities to think about it.

Xu Zhaohua took Xu Pei's hand and pinched it. It was indeed not that flesh had grown.

"If you don't have any pregnancy, you won't have it!"

"If it weren't for this misunderstanding, I don't know when I'll take time to see you."

After the meal just now, Xu Pei's feelings for his mother seemed to have improved a little.

Do you still have to thank Wang Yu?

Wang Yu: Thank me? I thank you!

Wang Yu, who left Xu Pei's house, didn't know where to drive the car.

I was so confused by the anger.

Who is the family? They don’t talk about martial ethics and engage in sneak attacks.

He almost stolen me from the capital... Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Put down the car window and light a cigarette.

Speaking of the capital, I suddenly felt a little clue.

Prepare to call Huang Zheng to ask about the situation.

Take a look at the phone...

Alas, when will I stand up in the underground parking lot?

The lack of signals is a flaw in contemporary underground parking lots and toilets.

While rushing to the agency, Wang Yu spoke on the phone with Huang Zheng.

"Section Chief Huang, the leader of the big leader, is there any good news?"

Huang Zheng kept silent and circled around the phone.

"This matter is a huge opportunity for us Gang Yuan..."

“To some extent, it’s unprecedented.”

"I guess the entire Southern Company must have a clear idea!"

"As for what I'm talking about, you should know..."

Lao Huang, have you entered the wrong career? Why don’t you become a rapper in the hip-hop circle?

You're also playing with Forree Ribbon...

"Hey, yo, buddy, we mean, buddy..."

Wang Yu said, "Uncle Huang, I have found your son's left and right guardian."

Huang Zheng was like downloading a patch and filling in what he said just now.

"It's a private matter under the leadership!"

"It has indeed revealed that the overseas engineering cooperation projects of Turkey and Pakistan are progressing smoothly."

"This is a huge opportunity for us Gangwon."

"In the next five years, Jiangyuan's project volume will usher in a blowout, which is unprecedented in terms of project volume alone!"

"I believe that the Southern Branch and all subordinate units are aware of the wind exposed by the big leaders."

"I'm now, you should know it now, right?"

Wouldn't you just finish saying that?

You don’t mention the key information and talk nonsense.

Huang Zheng asked, "Why did you suddenly call and ask about this?"

Wang Yu said, "Go back to the agency to work overtime to get the manuscript..."

Wang Yu clicked until.

Huang Zheng also clicked until the end, "Write what should be written, and what should not be written cannot be written, do you know?"

Ridder man, who can't be?

This kind of article was originally written for the people above to read.

They are participants and managers, and when information is ambiguous, they understand and master more.

Newspapers, magazines, and articles could serve as spiritual food in the past society.

For example, classic soulmates, lovers, readers...

Even the story club can cultivate a generation of internet celebrities to immigrate to the United States.

Wang Yu heard from Lao Wang that they worked at that time and got off work in the afternoon. The unit also organized the study of important articles in the newspaper.

The articles from that time might have been really useful.

But now these internal articles are, haha...

Wang Yu called Gao Yue to notify her to work overtime.

Then I heard Gao Yue ding dong dong on the phone.

Wang Yu asked, "What are you doing?"

Gao Yue had a phone clamped on her face and shoulders, and she was wearing stockings packaging in her hands, "Is I wearing stockings, pantyhose, or net stockings?"

"Director Gao, what I mean is working seriously overtime."

"Tonight, these articles are going to catch tomorrow's newspapers, so you should move faster."

"By the way, let Xie Xiaohui come here together." Wang Yu was as serious as if he had changed to a ghostwriter.

This time, there are many things that are professional in journalism, so it is more appropriate to let Xie Xiaohui take action personally.

As soon as Wang Yu stopped the car outside the machine, Bai Wenjing asked Wang Yu to drink.

Wang Yu said he was not free, and Bai Wenjing would not bother him.

After thinking in my heart, Bai Wenjing is really not idle.

I was busy for the factory a while ago.

The overall situation is certain today, and she freed up her hands, just like doing something else.

Wang Yu felt that it didn't matter.

The key is that at this point in time, if she rushes to Xu Pei’s house, she will cause some unexpected situations.

The feeling of being overturned makes Wang Yu scared when he thinks about it.

He took out another phone number and sent a text message to Li Lisa: Go and guarantee Bai Wensu.

The newspaper seller: OK.

I can't sleep well, you all don't want to sleep.

Wang Yu arrived at the door of the machine.

The security guard held the flashlight and quickly opened the electric door.

In fact, the remote control can be operated in the guard room.
To be continued...