Milkman helps me become a super god mom

"Oh, Sister Luo, don't be polite to me." Qiao Liang raised his eyebrows: "My brother said, the food cooked by your auntie is no worse than the chefs in these star-rated hotels. Go to your house and have a meal!"

"As long as you want to eat, come anytime." Luo Qiulian smiled: "Of course, let's forget about today. There are so many people, she can't do it alone."

Lu Meijuan was slightly taken aback.

What does this mean?
Luo Qiulian also hired an aunt who cooks at home?
Isn't her salary quite high?
But at the moment she and Luo Mu are not sitting together, and it is not easy to ask.

After finishing this lunch and continuing to play together, Lu Meijuan asked Luo's mother curiously: "Qin Huan, where does your daughter work?"

"She, mainly writes online novels at home." Mother Luo thought for a while and explained: "If there is something in the company, she will show up. It's okay, stay at home."

"Huh?" Lu Meijuan was surprised: "Is she a novelist?"

"That's right!" Mother Luo sighed, "After all, I have to take care of the children, so it's not easy to go out to work."

"Then how much is her monthly manuscript fee?" Lu Meijuan became interested: "Has it exceeded [-] yuan?"

"No!" Luo's mother was about to tell the truth, when she suddenly met her husband's interested eyes, she turned around and shook her head again: "It is said that it is still in the free period, and there is no sale."

"What about her previous income?" Lu Meijuan looked at Luo Qiulian suspiciously.

This confident look doesn't seem to be broken.

"It used to be only four thousand yuan a month." Luo's mother sighed softly: "It mainly depends on her husband's salary, which exceeds ten thousand yuan a month."

"Oh!" Lu Meijuan suddenly understood: "It's your son-in-law who is rich? That's good. Men nowadays still have to earn more than 2 yuan a month to be stable. My son-in-law's monthly income is about [-] yuan. My daughter is a few thousand yuan a month, and it is relatively easy to raise a child, and I am going to urge them to have a second child!"

When she found out what she wanted to know, she was satisfied and began to show off.

Luo Mu laughed dryly: "Our family is not in a hurry."

My son-in-law has been missing for two years, where can I get a second child?

If you can get your son-in-law back, it's not bad.

She changed the subject: "Then you can make insinuations. I think your daughter and your son-in-law have a good relationship, and you might have a second child at some point."

"Yes, yes!" Lu Meijuan felt that her old classmate's daughter was not doing as well as her own daughter, and she was a little proud: "I will ask every once in a while."

They played and rested, and after a while, it was around 04:30 in the afternoon.

"Let's go, let's go to eat!" Qiao Liang coaxed: "After changing clothes, plus the driving time, it's exactly six o'clock to get there."

Luo Qiulian asked him to send the address to herself, and then to Luo's mother: "Mom, please send the place to eat to Aunt Lu!"

"Okay!" Luo Mu happily forwarded it, and then sincerely invited Lu Meijuan: "It's rare that they are interested, you can talk to me again, let's go eat together."

"Okay!" Of course Lu Meijuan was happy, since she didn't have to spend her own money anyway.

However, when the son-in-law received the address of Huile Hotel forwarded by her, he immediately exclaimed: "Mom, let's go here? I heard that this is a top five-star hotel, and the food inside is very expensive!"

"It's okay, Mr. Qiao should be quite rich. We got to know each other this time, and next time we might be able to help both of you in your career!" Lu Meijuan said with a smile: "Besides, your mother, I and Luo My aunt also had a good time."

However, when they drove to the Huile Hotel separately, Lu Meijuan became a little uneasy when she saw the super luxurious parking lot and lobby.

Looking at the clothes she thought was pretty good, and looking at the guests in the lobby, she felt quite dwarfed by comparison.

She hurriedly and calmly reported the name of the box to the lobby manager.

"Oh, please follow me!" The lobby manager immediately became enthusiastic, and called a waiter to lead their family of five into the second floor.

Lu Meijuan dared to say that this was the most luxurious box she had ever been in.

However, knowing that Mr. Qiao was rich, she wasn't surprised at all. She just found it strange why Luo Qiulian would become friends with a rich man like Qiao Liang.

Strange as it is, she was still very happy to sit next to Luo Mu with her wife.

But right away, she was surprised to see Luo's mother and Luo's father, and Yifan's grandfather and grandmother were led to sit at the main seat by Qiao Liang.

Especially when Qiao Liang called Luo's father "Uncle Luo", he was even more puzzled.

Qiao Liang didn't care.

He smiled and asked several elders to sit in the main seat.

After all, Luo Qiulian is the richest among them.

But Luo's father declined: "You treat the guests, of course you come to sit in the main seat! Xiao Zeng will drink with you, and we old guys will sit together!"

After some back and forth, Qiao Liang and Zeng Ronggui still took the main seats.

Several elders sat together.

Baoma sat with the handsome boy.

When the wine and drinks came up, Lu Meijuan's eyes jumped again.

The drink is a few packs of freshly squeezed fruit juice, and the pack costs hundreds of yuan.

The wine is the best Wuliangye, a bottle of thousands of yuan.

Waiting for Qiao Liang, Luo Qiulian, and Yifan's mother to speak unceremoniously, Lu Meijuan's heart suddenly began to tremble.

If the friendship is not good, it will not be so casual.

When the dishes were served, Lu Meijuan's heart became tense and tense due to the dazzling array of dishes.

Huaiyang cuisine is exquisite.

Therefore, there are many dishes on the table.

But that’s why it’s super expensive!
After this pause, at least break ten thousand, right?

At this moment, Yang Wei suddenly received a call from Wan Zhongxun, and after answering a few words, he forwarded it to Zeng Ronggui.

After Zeng Ronggui said a few words, his face changed. After a few hums, he quickly got up, walked to Luo Qiulian, and handed her the phone: "Guoqin is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Luo Qiulian took it inexplicably, and said to the phone: "It's me. What's wrong?"

Liu Guoqin's voice came from the mobile phone: "We found a foreign doctor yesterday, and he just started confessing. Two years ago, he had a facial plastic surgery on Qifeng who was seriously injured. He said that someone really asked him for help. Give Qifeng plastic surgery, but the family is rich and powerful, he dare not speak out, and he refuses to come back by civil aviation plane, for fear that someone will know the news and assassinate him on the civil aviation plane.”

Luo Qiulian immediately asked: "Do you need to use my plane? Yes, when you want it, you can contact Zhong Hui and let her apply."

"No!" Liu Guoqin said helplessly on the phone: "The use of this kind of private jet involves overseas licensing procedures. Maybe you need to go and talk to the airport in person. You should have Minister Wen's private phone number, right? Can you contact him?"

"Alright!" Luo Qiulian nodded quickly: "I'll call him now. But it won't take off until tomorrow morning, right?"

"Let's see when he can apply for it! I'm also going to say hello through the bureau, and try to take off tonight." Liu Guoqin said: "One more day outside, he will be in danger for one more day."