urban life

Chapter 503

Five p.m.

It's time for Xiang Jing to get off work.

Now she is also a person of your age. She no longer stays up late and works overtime like before. Now she goes to work from time to time and leaves work from time to time.

Anyway, except for Hou Mengting, no one in the company has a higher status than her.

And what's wrong with being late and leaving early with the best friend between the two of you?
Simply explain a few words, and then drive home.

At home, Liu Shuhua and Hou Huan were already at home.

Liu Shuhua is cooking in the kitchen. Even though the old man is old, he still can't stop. He cheerfully picks up Hou Huan every day, and makes all kinds of food without any complaints.

Liu Shuhua has never treated Hou Mengting and Hou Junda so well.

The situation of intergenerational relatives is vividly reflected in her.

Hou Huan was sitting on the ground, doing his homework on the desktop while staring at the TV on the wall without taking his eyes off it.

Xiang Jing took off her coat, tapped on the table, and said, "Write seriously."

"Oh."

Hou Huan answered softly, lowered his head to finish his homework, and within half a minute, raised his head to look at the cartoon again.

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Xiang Jing was a little helpless, but she didn't stop her child.

It is normal for children to be half-hearted, and she is not a half-hearted person.

Liu Shuhua walked out of the kitchen and said, "It's time to eat."

"Where's Hou Junda?"

"His company has something to do, so he won't be back tonight."

Hearing this, Xiang Jing frowned and pursed her lower lip.

Today, under Xiang Jing's advice, coupled with Hou Junda's own hard work, practicality and ability, the decoration company he founded has become better and better, the company has expanded in scale, and projects are coming in.

Hou Junda became Mr. Hou.

After a person reaches a certain status, there must be entertainment in various aspects, such as customers, Party A, suppliers, employees.
The same is true for Hou Junda.

He socialized more and had less time to go home.

Ten o'clock at night.

Xiang Jing waited for her son to go to bed, and also told Liu Shuhua to go to bed early, because the old man was over seventy years old and couldn't stay up late.

boom--!
As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard the door open.

I saw Hou Junda loosen his tie while taking off his shoes. After loosening for a long time, he still didn't loosen it.

He was so angry that he pulled the tie tightly, and the veins in his arms bulged, as if he wanted to tear the tie apart.

But after pulling for a long time, his face turned red, and he almost strangled himself to death, and the tie has not been torn.

He said angrily, "Can you buy ties cheaper in the future?"

Xiang Jing smiled slightly, and walked in front of her husband. A pungent smell of alcohol came over her face, and she untied the tie for him: "No! People depend on clothes and Buddha depends on gold clothes. When you socialize with people outside, a set of expensive suits is a must!" Essential, otherwise people will look down on you and won’t do business with you.”

"Oh!" Hou Junda sighed deeply.

Taking advantage of Hou Junda's bath time, Xiang Jing's mouth curved slightly, hummed softly, turned the lights in the bedroom to red, and wore a sexy dress recommended by Hou Mengting.

When she thought of tonight, she was full of energy.

What Xiangjing didn't expect was that Hou Junda seemed to turn a blind eye to everything she had carefully prepared, ignored her, went straight to bed, and then fell asleep.

There were no extra expressions, words, movements, or even a look at her.

The clarity of his eyes was like that of an eminent monk who is about to ascend to bliss.

Xiang Jing's anger suddenly flared up, she lifted the quilt, and raised her voice an octave: "Hou Junda!"

Hou Junda was confused and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ask me? Are you a villain who filed a complaint first?" Xiang Jing said, "I don't reply to me when I go to work during the day, I don't come home for dinner at night, and when it's late at night, I go home drunk, and when I get home, I don't have anything to do. Do, sleep as soon as you lie in bed. I would like to ask what you do out there? Do you think of me as your wife? Do you think that home is a place to sleep?"

"No." Hou Junda explained, "I accompany clients to socialize, and I really can't leave."

Pulling off the quilt, covering her body, she said softly, "I'm very tired tonight, let me sleep for a while."

Xiang Jing said: "Tingting manages such a big company, and she doesn't have any social activities. Does your broken company have a lot of shit?"

Hou Junda muttered: "It can be the same."

Anting Co., Ltd. is backed by Zhou An, rich and powerful, and lacks everything, just for fun.

But he is different, it is impossible to hide in the shelter of Zhou An and Hou Mengting forever, he is already an adult with a son.

Know how to measure and measure.

As the vice president of Anting Company, Xiang Jing can understand, but as a wife, she doesn't understand at all, or she doesn't want to understand.

After all, women are emotional animals. When they get emotional, their rationality disappears in an instant.

Xiang Jing crossed her arms, stared at the other party closely, and asked sternly, "Is there someone outside for you? Is it the female secretary of your company?"

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, widened his eyes, as if aware of the mystery, and raised his voice again: "Okay, I have seen something wrong between you two for a long time, it turns out there is a relationship, no wonder you recruited her back then. After entering the company, Xiaosan went to the company, I didn't expect you, Hou Junda, to be such a person."

"Didn't I ask you when I recruited her? You didn't say anything at the beginning." Hou Junda sat up and replied in a helpless tone, "Okay, okay, I'll fire her tomorrow."

When Hou Junda was recruiting a secretary, he specifically asked Xiang Jing for his opinion, but Xiang Jing didn't care.

From the perspective of a businessman, a beautiful female secretary represents the image of the company and is also helpful for socializing.

"No!" Who knew that Xiang Jing was not satisfied, and blew her lips, "Oh, such a big reaction, it seems that I guessed it right, fired that vixen, and the two of you have changed from a formal relationship to an underground relationship, right? Right? Don't even think about it!"

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Can you know what you're talking about?Hou Junda scratched his face.

Seeing Xiang Jing's angry look, he felt ominous.

I can't sleep well tonight.

Before the roof was knocked over, he got dressed and left the house immediately.

In the middle of the night, Hou Junda walked alone in the streets and alleys, his mind was blank.

He couldn't figure it out, why was Xiang Jing angry?
Simply incomprehensible!
If he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it, and then went to a bar to get drunk, hoping that alcohol could help him forget those troublesome things.

While drinking, Hou Junda looked at the men and women in the bar, dancing disco, getting drunk, singing, chatting, looking crazy.

He sighed deeply.

Forget it, go back later and apologize to Xiang Jing, Hou Junda thought to himself.

Although he didn't know why he was wrong, it was always right to apologize.

"Boss Hou?"

After drinking a dozen beers, Hou Junda was about to leave, when he heard someone calling him suddenly, he looked back with a smile on his face; "Oh, Xiaoli."

A woman appeared in front of me, young and beautiful, in full bloom, wearing a long black dress, full of charm and enchantment, it was Hou Junda's secretary, Xiaoli.

Xiaoli seemed very happy to see him: "Mr. Hou didn't expect it was really you, why did you come to the bar?"

"Hehe." Hou Junda smiled lightly, without responding, and replied to Xiaoli: "I won't bother you anymore, I'll take a step first."

Behind the secretary was a group of men and women who were obviously his friends.

"Oh, everyone came out to play, so there's no need to disturb or not." Xiaoli waved her hand, and her group of friends looked at each other and dispersed, "Now that they're gone, don't bother. Do you have any troubles? Why go to the bar to get drunk. You can talk to me. "

Xiaoli propped her hands on the bar, her chin resting on her palms, her eyes seemed to be shining.

Regarding the secretary's behavior, Hou Junda frowned.

Now he is not the poor boy who has never seen the world, and a mere money-worshiping girl makes him lose his mind. Over the years, he has already understood what girls are thinking in their hearts.

Nothing more than money.

He originally wanted to leave directly, but after thinking about it, anyway, for Xiang Jing's peace of mind, the secretary will be fired tomorrow, and the two will never see each other again.

Then he asked, "What are you women thinking in your heart?"

"Mr. Hou asked me a difficult question. I have to think about it carefully." Xiaoli narrowed her eyes and replied softly, "Wait for me for a while."

After speaking, he left his seat and disappeared into the darkness.

Xiaoli turned her head to look at Hou Junda who was sitting there, and waved her hands. Those friends who were wandering around gathered together again and asked in chirping voice:

"Yo, who is that?"

Xiaoli replied: "My boss."

"Oh, no wonder you are so old, you like him?"

"I like his money." Xiaoli didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed at all, "As long as you drag him into the water, it's easy to get a few million from him."

"Hiss, you've made a lot of money."

"I actually ran into someone who was taken advantage of."

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Xiaoli snapped her fingers: "Stop babbling, hurry up and get me some sleeping pills, I have to take him down tonight."

After hearing the order, Xiaoli and her friends dispersed again.

Hou Junda sat where he was, and while he was waiting for the answer, he didn't know that he had quietly fallen into the secretary's trap.

He didn't mean anything else when he asked Xiaoli like that, he just wanted to understand what was going on in the woman's mind, and then deduced the psychology of Xiangjing.

He also realized that there was a lot of strangeness between himself and Xiang Jing, and he hoped to change that life state.

After a while, Xiaoli walked over while smiling, holding a bottle of red wine in her hand.

"Drink?"

Hou Junda nodded. He socializes with people all the year round, and he can't get drunk with just a bottle of red wine.

boom--!
Clink glasses lightly.

Seeing Xiaoli drink the red wine, he let go of his psychological defenses, took a sip of the red wine, and asked again: "What are you women thinking?"

"Hmm" Xiaoli asked with a smile, "I guess you have a conflict with your sister-in-law."

Hou Junda shrugged, but did not answer.

No answer is the best answer, Xiaoli smiled coquettishly again.

Knowing how to measure, without going deep into asking what is the contradiction between the two of them, is crossing the line.

Xiaoli looked at the ceiling, pretending to be thinking, and then organized her words to answer: "Every woman has different thoughts in her heart, and there are also gaps in her thoughts at different ages. I generally summarized three aspects.

First, the desire for money, I hope to have sufficient material enjoyment, just like me, I want to buy a car, buy a house, and settle down in Shanghai. Value, after having money, the need for spirit is more vigorous; third—"

Speaking of this, Xiaoli paused for a moment, and looked at Hou Junda with a playful look: "The third is that the physiological needs of men decrease greatly when they reach middle age, while the physiological needs of women increase greatly when they reach middle age. Are you and your sister-in-law very long?" Is there no time for that?"

Hou Junda was stunned for a moment.

He recalled tonight, the dim and red light, the photos placed in front of the bedside table, and Xiang Jing's enchanting and charming clothes, everything was carefully designed, obviously for him.

But he didn't even look at Jing, and fell asleep, as if he had lost the most basic desire.

Everything I prepared, my sweetheart didn't feel the slightest.

Anyone else would get angry.

Hou Junda raised his wine glass and toasted the other party seriously and solemnly: "Thank you!"

Sure enough, women know women best, and they solved the problem that had been hidden in their hearts for a long time.

But while thanking the other party, he also said in his heart: I'm sorry.

Although Xiaoli solved his doubts in his heart, he still had to be fired if he should be fired.

Nothing else, he didn't want to be brought out by Xiang Jing every time there was a conflict.

"You're welcome, Mr. Hou." Xiaoli smiled, never thinking that Hou Junda was going to fire her, but even if she knew, she wouldn't take it to heart.

While accepting Xiaoli's help, Hou Junda was thinking about firing her. He felt very embarrassed, and felt like a scumbag who would throw away after using it. He asked sincerely, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I just said it casually, you are too polite." Xiaoli replied, her tone suddenly changed, "If you really want to thank me, then help me settle the bill for this bottle of wine. It's worth more than 3000 yuan, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to afford it."

Hou Junda smiled, then went to the front desk of the bar to check out, and paid for the secretary's consumption tonight, which totaled tens of thousands of yuan.

He couldn't help wondering.

The salary I paid for Xiaoli was only more than 1 yuan. Where does the other party have so much money, they can spend tens of thousands of yuan in one night.

Where the hell is her money coming from?
I really can't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. There are always many ways for beautiful girls to make money.

When Hou Junda was leaving, Xiao Li secretly took out two sleeping pills from her pocket, ground them into powder, poured them into Hou Junda's wine glass, and then looked around, pretending that nothing had happened.

"I'm leaving." Hou Junda didn't know anything about Xiaoli's actions. After paying the bill, he said to the other party, "Thank you for answering your questions."

"It's okay." Xiaoli shook her head, picked up her wine glass, and said, "I hope Mr. Hou's family is happy and harmonious."

Hou Junda quietly relaxed his vigilance, didn't take it seriously, raised his wine glass, and thanked from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you."

"cheers."

boom--!
(End of this chapter)