Chapter 295 His Baby
Zhang Xinting took Qin Zhuier to the town, bought a set of black business attire, and chose high heels for her. In order to look more stable, he put a pair of flat mirrors on her face.

Qin Zhui'er looked at himself in the mirror, and felt dumbfounded no matter how he looked at it: "Cousin, don't you think this is a bit silly?"

Zhang Xinting was amused by her words, and raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's not stupid. Let's go see the factory manager, otherwise he will be off work."

The Xinhong Textile Factory was only opened the year before last. It integrated the textile factories in several nearby towns, so the scale is very large. There are three to five hundred workers alone.

Zhang Xinting was employed as the head of the publicity section, so the factory allocated him a two-bedroom apartment.Except for some conferences where he shows up, he usually does his own thing.

The factory manager Ma Yonghui knew that Zhang Xinting had introduced him, so he asked a few words. After hearing that Lin Xia could speak English, he said nothing, and asked someone to fill out the form. The interpreter was charged by the hour, one yuan and two an hour.

When foreign guests are received, they will be notified in advance.

After the translation work was settled, Zhang Xinting didn't let Qin Zhuier go back, but insisted on taking her to a restaurant for dinner to celebrate.

It was meal time, and the seat was a bit tight. Zhang Xinting couldn't get to the private room, so he found a seat by the window.

Qin Zhui'er just sat down to order, when she saw a group of people coming out of the private room opposite, after a closer look, she smiled mockingly.

It wasn't Qiu Wenya and Lin Xia who were walking in front. They were followed by four or five people who looked like they had farming land, some were cooks, and some were dressed with no occupation.

So what is this for?Strengthen the training, and then continue the previous agreement with Fang Dasong?

Qin Zhuier really admired this perseverance and had nothing to say: "Cousin, don't you rich people have a lot of free time?"

Hearing her sarcastic tone, Zhang Xinting looked back and saw Qiu Wenya and Lin Xia, and understood what she meant by her question.

"Rich people are not idle, and those who are rich but have no brains are not clear. They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" Zhang Xinting didn't come forward to stop him: "Zhongkai is really a sweet potato, and they all chase after home gone."

He watched Qin Zhuier still staring at Lin Xia, and suggested: "Otherwise, you can live in my dormitory. Anyway, you have nothing to do in the village, and some people don't see it."

"No need, I still like to sleep in my nest." The main reason is that Fang Zhongkai won't be happy if he finds out.

When I went back in the afternoon, Fang Zhongkai's letter arrived in a bulging envelope. After Qin Zhuier opened it, it was full of materials he copied by hand.

Breeding precautions, the route to buy lambs, and the letter of introduction from Dingmao people, what should be paid attention to when building a sheep pen.

Wax drips could be seen on some papers, it was probably written to her by a candlelight after the lights were turned off, Qin Zhui'er seemed to be able to see his tall figure busy at his desk between the lines.

The last one was written to her heart, and the inexplicable sentence at the beginning made Qin Zhuier's nose sour.

'Zaier, my baby...'

She is indeed his treasure, not just talking about it, but the kind that is afraid of flying in the hand and melting in the mouth.

When I received Liu Zhengcai's letter saying that the sugar cane field was burned, I knew you, a fool, would cry, because you love money so much.

Love it more than love me.

Qin Zhuier smiled and wiped away his tears, as if everything in the world could become the object of his jealousy.

So this time I won't bother with you. If you like money, I will find a way to make you money. For the sake of my hard work, you must wait for me obediently at home.

If one day I go home and you are gone, then please tell me where you went.

Love you Zhongkai.

Qin Zhui'er didn't know why this fool was so sad all of a sudden, the tears in his eyes fell like broken threads when he saw his last name.

(End of this chapter)

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