Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 410 Shame
"Yes, yes." Luo Yue smiled and continued following her words.

Ying Wanwan couldn't help laughing, "It's the ones that your family eats. The dishes in the Imperial Food Market are similar. Can I eat differently from yours?"

Luo Yue's expression was awkward, "Oh, I almost forgot, my mother said that she saw the painting you drew for me, and she wanted one too, but she was too embarrassed to go to your house, worried about disturbing your family, and asked if I could I can't trouble you to come to my house, I will prepare materials for you."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? My mother is boring at home alone. You can ask your aunt to visit our house. She is about the same age as my mother. We should be able to talk."

Luo Yue thought for a while, "Then I'll go home and discuss it with my mother, after all, you have a special studio there."

"Okay, welcome anytime."

Luo Yue sat next to Ying Wanwan for a while, "By the way, you have a little uncle named Xiao, is your man's uncle?"

"How do you know?" Ying Wanwan thought Luo Yue's question was weird, and shifted her gaze from the book to her face.

Luo Yue blushed suddenly, and thought about her words, "Before, when I was a freshman, one day after school, my brother didn't come to pick me up. I took the bus home. Before I got on the bus, my wallet was stolen by a thief. Picked up behind me, he helped me chase the thief for two streets.

Originally, I wanted to invite him to dinner to thank him, but he left immediately. He was in my brother's office yesterday, and I recognized him, but looking at him, his expression didn't change. He should have forgotten me by now. "

Ying Wanwan smiled narrowly, hero save the beauty, the hero will be remembered by the beauty if he is good-looking, this saying has never changed, "Oh, you want me to contact him, and then thank you in person."

Luo Yue nodded, "Yes."

Ying Wanwan smiled ambiguously, "I don't know his contact information either, I'll ask my husband for you later, he should know."

Luo Yue was even more embarrassed, she lowered her head and said nothing, and it was even more difficult to hear Ying Wanwan's unscrupulous "husband". This person is really not as serious as he looks on the surface.

After Ying Wanwan teased her, she was recalling the first time she met Xiao Qingjun.

At that time, she was not interested in listening to her grandfather's stories about his past, but she listened to his family situation a little bit.

And her grandfather asked as soon as he opened his mouth: Why didn't you bring your younger siblings.

He answered at that time and called out his name.

Ying Wanwan lowered her head and thought about it, her mind suddenly flashed, her eyes were as deep as a vortex, and she asked suddenly, "Is your real name Luo Tingyue?" About Xiao Qingjun's name was Tingyue at the time.

Luo Yue was shocked, "How do you know, did my brother tell you?"

Ying Wanwan: "." Really!

It's hard to answer, so I can only answer vaguely.

Luo Yue put away her unbelievable expression, and gave Ying Wanwan a rare look, "My brother actually told you this, we are from the family of court characters, when I was in school, I couldn't learn to write this character anyway, so I just After a long time, people thought I was called Luo Yue, and only my father in the family could call me Ting Yue, so almost no one knew that I actually had a real name."

After Ying Wanwan listened to the explanation, she no longer knew what words to use to describe her current mood.

Luo Yue turned out to be Xiao Qingjun's daughter-in-law, which was too unreal.

But Xiao Qingjun's family background is obviously far from Luo Yue's, how did he marry her.

According to Meng Ping's slightly contemptuous attitude, she should also look down on Xiao Qingjun.

But there are no absolutes. Xiao Qingjun started his own business at such a young age. Not everyone has the courage to do so.

Ying Wanwan smiled and said, "So that's the case, you are really capable, you can save a word in your name."

Luo Yue smiled silly.

"."

As soon as Ying Wanwan got home, she immediately called Xiao Nanfeng, and asked him for Xiao Qingjun's number.

Xiao Nanfeng was confused, "Why are you asking me for my uncle's number?"

"I asked for it for someone else. I've already got a pen and paper. Tell me about it." Ying Wanwan held a pen in her hand, ready to take notes at any time.

Although Xiao Nanfeng didn't understand the situation clearly, he still reported a series of numbers, "Have you written it down? I heard that pregnancy likes to eat. I sent you some dried plums a few days ago. Have you received it?"

"Where did you send it? I haven't received it yet." Ying Wanwan had a sour plum on hand, and she took it out and stuffed it into her mouth, stimulating the saliva in her mouth.

"You just eat what you put in your mouth." Pan Xin reminded, "I was busy knitting you a sweater, and you always like to hide in the study when you come back, so I didn't make time to tell you."

Ying Wanwan: "."

He hung up the phone without mentioning anything about meeting Xiao Qingru and Yu Shuhui today.

Ying Wanwan called Xiao Qingjun again.

It's the phone number of his processing factory.

It wasn't him who answered the phone, it was that Zhao Jiaxuan.

Give this number to Luo Yue, will Luo Yue think that he is perfunctory her?
I pondered for a while.

Ying Wanwan said indifferently, "I am Xiao Qingjun's nephew and daughter-in-law, and I have been to your factory before."

Ying Wanwan is not someone who is easy to forget, she reminded, Zhao Jiaxuan immediately remembered, "It's Wanwan, why are you looking for Xiao Xiao, he's not here."

"Then please tell him that at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon, let him wait for me at the south gate of Kyoto University. I have something very important to discuss with him. This is a major event concerning the future development of your factory. Don't forget it." Oh." Ying Wanwan boasted.

Zhao Jiaxuan originally responded that Wanwan had solved the big troubles of the processing factory as soon as she came, but now he heard her seriously talk about the future development of the factory, he immediately agreed, and promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely conveyed to you."

"Well, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Ying Wanwan hung up the phone and felt relieved.

She has ideas about the development of Xiao Qingjun's factory.

According to the company's operating model that her grandfather had told her before, she went back to her study room, drew on the gourd, and gave him a bunch of opinions, writing as many as two pages.

In order to make the proposal look more standardized, she found a document tape and began to review it.

The next morning's class ended, and Ying Wanwan went to the library to wait for Luo Yue.

After sitting down for less than half an hour, Luo Yue came.

Ying Wanwan gave her the number, and the wording had already been carefully considered, "My uncle is currently in the stage of starting a business, and the economy is relatively difficult. He only has a phone in the processing factory, and usually lives and boards in the factory, and this phone is shared. I think Now, with this phone, you can't easily contact him, so I asked him to come to me.

I just happened to take you to meet him and treat him to a meal in person, and I just haven't eaten yet.If you want to continue to thank you later, you can contact me yourself. "

Luo Yue: "."

The expression was a little embarrassing, "I didn't bring any money. I'm the child of a veteran cadre. I use a face at school. The cafeteria doesn't charge me money at all. I only bring it unless I want to come to your school to eat someday, and I thought you Just give me the number."

Ying Wanwan: "."

　I recommend Qin Xida’s new article, which is still in the free period, "Rich Family and Your Marriage"

　　Once Zhu Yuan was reborn, he changed from a house-filler who was plagued by various diseases and depression to a young girl when she was not married.

　　Mother died long ago and father didn't love her, surrounded by wolves.

　　How to change from rotten rice and mosquito blood to cinnabar mole and white moonlight,

　　This road has a long way to go.

　　Fortunately, she has medical skills to protect her body. If anyone offends me, I will give him a few needles.

　　But after claiming to cure all diseases, she found that things gradually went wrong—someone raised her eyebrows and asked her: "When will my lovesickness be cured for me?"

　　


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