After reading my mind, the whole family eats melon, the real daughter broke the news

Chu Zhaozhao was a little embarrassed sitting in the living room and could only play with Paopao. Fortunately, Paopao took its toy and played with Chu Zhaozhao.

"Zhaozhao, come and drink coffee. The beans I ground this morning are ready to drink. Please try them."

The old lady came out with coffee, and Chu Zhaozhao stood up quickly and took what the old lady handed over.

The old lady asked Bubbles to go and play. Bubbles chewed the toys and returned to her small room.

"Paopao is an old dog. If someone plays with it and jumps around, it has no sense of self and doesn't dare to let others play with it." The old lady explained her behavior just now.

Chu Zhaozhao nodded, took a sip of coffee under the expectation of the old lady, and then held back some words to praise the old lady.

"Actually, I don't understand coffee. It's just that my old man likes to drink it. We can't taste it. Like other people say it has an aftertaste or something, my tongue can't taste it at all." The old lady said sincerely.

Chu Zhaozhao felt relieved, because she had been worried that if she couldn't say something classy, ​​she would let down the coffee brewed by the old lady.

"Actually, I don't know much about it, but I can still tell some differences, but I can't describe the high-level descriptions." Chu Zhaozhao smiled at the old lady.

The old lady knew that she and Chu Zhaozhao had something in common in this regard, and smiled happily.

The Western food cooked by Zheng Yuanjie was quickly prepared. Although it was not very exquisite, it still had the appearance it should have.

"Come on, Bubbles, you have eaten too."

After setting the tableware, Zheng Yuanjie also went to put food for Pao Pao. They would also place Pao Pao's bowl near the dining table.

"Zhaozhao, come on, I don't know if you are used to it. The Chinese food we make is actually not very delicious, but the Western food is a little better." The old lady entertained Chu Zhaozhao warmly.

Chu Zhaozhao gradually relaxed, picked up the knife and fork and ate the food on his plate.

"Zhaozhao, how old are you?" the old lady asked suddenly.

Chu Zhaozhao hesitated and said, "I am 24 years old this year."

"Hey, you are so young at this age. Do you have a boyfriend?" the old lady asked again.

Chu Zhaozhao felt a little uncomfortable and said with a smile: "We are artists, we don't have time to fall in love."

"Well, let me introduce you to someone. My nephew is also an artist. You must have something in common."

"Look at you, I told you to stop hanging around in the park. You and those old ladies have learned how to be matchmakers, right? Don't get involved in other people's affairs."

Zheng Yuanjie scolded the old lady, but the old lady was not angry. Instead, she told Zheng Yuanjie not to be angry.

There was nothing to talk about at the dinner table. The old lady was always looking for topics, talking to Chu Zhaozhao about the differences at home and abroad, and mostly asking Chu Zhaozhao some questions.

The meal didn't take long before everyone put down their tableware one after another.

The old lady brought out desserts, but there were only two portions.

"My old man is a tall boy. He won't eat these desserts, but he likes to make them because I love to eat them."

Looking at the old lady's sweet smile, Chu Zhaozhao couldn't refuse, even though she knew she would have to work hard in the gym for two hours after eating this piece of dessert.

"You guys eat, and I'll make some coffee."

Zheng Yuanjie seemed to have no time to spare at home. He either wanted to do this or do that.

Chu Zhaozhao was a little curious about the old lady and asked her what she did and how she met Zheng Yuanjie. "When I was young, I worked as a reporter for a while, but then I couldn't do it anymore, so I quit my job and became a writer. I wrote essays at first, and later I wrote some novels, but they were not as famous as my old man. I was a reporter before. I met my old man at a meeting, but I had no contact with him at that time. I only had contact after meeting him abroad."

Chu Zhaozhao seemed to have seen an idol drama from these words, and he began to think about it unconsciously.

"I remember that I had been working as a reporter for maybe four months. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I resigned as soon as I slammed the table."

The old lady began to recall her past, as if she had never had the opportunity to say these words to others so she was not familiar with them.

"You are very courageous. I dare not resign now for fear of not being able to pay the rent." Chu Zhaozhao said jokingly.

The old lady waved her hand and said: "Actually, it's not that I have the courage. It's just that when I was a reporter, I felt that what I wrote was not what I wanted to write, as if I was violating my conscience. I resigned because I couldn't stand this feeling. Then I would do the same. Poor, I became even poorer after I quit my job and became a family, including after we got married, our life was still very ordinary..."

"Then you have finally come to the end of your hardships. Now Director Zheng's works are very famous. I believe that many people will also like your works." Chu Zhaozhao said politely.

After a brief chat with the old lady, Chu Zhaozhao went home.

Bubbles seemed to like Chu Zhaozhao very much. When he saw Chu Zhaozhao leaving, he even followed him. If he hadn't been stopped by the old lady, he would have followed Chu Zhaozhao's house.

Chu Zhaozhao touched Paopao again, and then Paopao was willing to go back obediently.

There were still some unfinished housework at home. Chu Zhaozhao looked at the time and decided to take a nap after cleaning.

Anyway, there is no need to go to Chu Huaiyang's studio today. Apart from going out to buy furniture, there is nothing else to do.

Chu Zhaozhao hummed a song to do his hygiene, then put on his pajamas and took a nice nap.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by Chu Huaiyang.

"Third brother, what are you looking for at home?" Chu Zhaozhao asked puzzledly.

"Zhaozhao, have you seen my contract? My partner told me that there is a problem with our contract. I can't find my own contract now..."

Chu Huaiyang was very anxious, and Chu Zhaozhao followed Chu Huaiyang to look for him at home.

It was just moved here, so everything should still be in the box, but there is nothing in the box, so we can only hope to take it out and put it somewhere.

"Third brother, don't worry, we will definitely find it." Chu Zhaozhao reassured Chu Huaiyang.

Chu Huaiyang and Chu Zhaozhao searched all over the house but couldn't find a contract.

"Third brother, do you have any files in your computer, or did you scan and back up the contract after you signed it?" Chu Zhaozhao asked.

Chu Huaiyang shook his head, looking very lost.

"Third brother, what kind of contract is this? What's the problem?"

Chu Zhaozhao looked at Chu Huaiyang's appearance and couldn't bear to let him deal with it alone.

"We have a contract with Mr. Hua to invest in us. The investment money has arrived today, but it is less than 500,000 yuan. The other company said that the contract is for 1 million, but without this 500,000 yuan, many of our projects will not be started. How can the investment returns keep up with..." Chu Huaiyang showed a painful expression on his face.

Chu Zhaozhao frowned and asked: "Third brother, are you sure that the investment contract at that time should say 1.5 million?"

"Of course I'm sure. This was agreed upon by Mr. Hua and I in his office. At first, I wanted Mr. Hua to invest two million." Chu Huaiyang became anxious and walked around the house.