ace female assistant

Chapter 714
Cen Qinghe chatted with Shang Shaocheng until after twelve o'clock at night, and she had to get up early, so she didn't procrastinate too late, and went to bed after hanging up.

When the mobile phone alarm clock rang, Cen Qinghe was in a deep sleep, and opened her eyes in a daze. The room was dark, and she was a little dazed for a while, thinking that it was not dawn, but when she looked at her mobile phone, it was already six o'clock.

There was only dim light outside the curtains. Cen Qinghe got out of bed and walked to the window. When he opened the curtains, he found that it was raining outside and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Fortunately, she set the alarm clock, otherwise she would have slept until the afternoon.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She put on light makeup, then put on a white shirt and a black high-waisted skirt that reached her knees. She agreed to wait in the lobby downstairs at 06:30, and she went down at [-]:[-]. Cheng Jia and the people he sent were already waiting.

The other party greeted Cen Qinghe, "Hello Miss Cen, I am the driver of the third young master, and I will take you to the cemetery."

Cen Qinghe nodded, "It's troublesome."

It was raining like needles outside, and the driver held an umbrella for Cen Qinghe himself, and Cen Qinghe thanked him for coming, and the driver hurried down to help her open the door, making sure that she didn't get a drop of rain on her the whole time.

The inside of the car was a bit shady, and the driver turned on the heater after getting in the car, so Cen Qinghe didn't feel too cold along the way.

She was not familiar with Jiangcheng at all. The car drove for about an hour, and slowly drove into the cemetery. Through the window of the car that was obscured by rain, Cen Qinghe could vaguely see that there were private cars parked outside, and the people under the cars were all in their cars. Umbrellas, so at first glance, there are dark umbrella tops all over the place, densely packed.

The driver drove the car to the front seat and stopped, quickly got out of the car to help Cen Qinghe hold an umbrella, and said to her: "Miss Cen, I will take you to the front hall."

Cen Qinghe didn't know anyone here, so he walked forward subconsciously. When he entered the front hall, he looked up and realized that this was not a place for ordinary guests to rest, because all the people inside were members of the Cheng family.

Don't ask her how she knows, because they all criticize wearing heavy filial piety, which can be identified at a glance.

Cen Qinghe's sudden appearance attracted the collective attention of the Cheng family. God knows that Cen Qinghe's heart is roaring at this moment, and she is most afraid of embarrassment.

Fortunately, Cheng Jiahe came from the adjacent side hall and saw Cen Qinghe from the side, and he walked towards her.

Today, he was dressed in black, and the filial hat on his head looked more and more glaringly white. Standing still in front of Cen Qinghe, he said, "Qinghe."

Cen Qinghe whispered: "Your driver brought me here. I thought it was an ordinary reception hall, but I didn't know it was the inner hall of your family."

Cheng Jiahe said: "I specially asked someone to bring you here. You don't know anyone here, so follow us in a while."

Cen Qinghe was about to say that this is not good, and she is not from the Cheng family, so as not to be misunderstood.

Before the words could be spoken, someone already said, "Sir, are you friends?"

Cheng Jiahe turned his head and said, "Sister, this is my friend from Ye City."

Cheng Jiahe had an older brother and a younger sister, and he introduced Cen Qinghe on the spot. There were also Cheng Daohan's brothers and sisters in the hall, as well as the children of the brothers and sisters and the next generation. There are dozens of people.

A cousin of Cheng Jiahe seemed to have a good relationship with him, so he walked over immediately and asked in a low voice, "Sir, is your girlfriend?"

Cheng Jiahe said, "It's not a girlfriend."

His cousin didn't believe it. He looked at Cen Qinghe with meaningful eyes, and Cen Qinghe also felt extremely embarrassed. This is like the longan that strayed into the longan pile. Who would believe it if it wasn't longan?
It made Cen Qinghe feel that the unspeakable is yet to come. People who normally come to mourn don't need to wear mourning, but because Cen Qinghe has a 'special' relationship with Cheng Jiahe, and Cheng Jiahe said: I talk to grandpa. After passing Qinghe, Grandpa also said that he would like to meet her if he had the chance.

Because of this sentence, the Cheng family made an exception and allowed her to wear close filial piety for Cheng Daohan, that is, a white filial belt around her waist to show her close relationship.

It is impossible for Cen Qinghe to say no to this kind of 'honor'. Firstly, he is disrespectful to Cheng Daohan, and secondly, he has ruined the proposer's face, so Cen Qinghe can only bite the bullet and stand among Cheng's family.

Before the condolence ceremony officially started, a six or seven-year-old girl approached Cen Qinghe and asked her in a low voice, "Sister, are you my third uncle's girlfriend?"

She is Cheng Jiahe's eldest brother's daughter. Cen Qinghe smiled awkwardly when he heard that, then shook his head and replied, "No, I am friends with your third uncle."

The little girl said: "That's why my third uncle likes you and hasn't caught up with you, right? You see, my second uncle also brought his girlfriend here, wearing the same filial piety as you."

Cen Qinghe tried to explain, "Don't get me wrong, I have a boyfriend, and your third uncle and I are really friends. I'm not from here, and I don't know anyone else, so your third uncle asked me to stay with you, afraid that I would Embarrassing alone."

If I had known that I would be inferior to a person, it would not be more embarrassing than it is now.

Hearing the words, the little girl seemed to believe a little bit, and said out loud, "Then you will come with me later, I will take you with me."

Cen Qinghe nodded with a smile, "Okay, thank you."

The condolence ceremony was held at eight o'clock sharp. Everyone waited to move to the largest welcome hall outside. Cen Qinghe went out with Cheng's family, so when he got outside, he found that everyone had already stood up in the huge hall. In a piece of land, at least there must be three to five hundred people.

Seeing this, Cen Qinghe lowered his head subconsciously, always feeling that he was a 'fake', just like this was made public.

In fact, Cen Qinghe is indeed the focus of attention among the crowd, because apart from the offshoot of the Cheng family, Cheng Daohan only has one son, which is Cheng Jiahe's father, and Cheng Jiahe's father has only two sons and a daughter under his father. Grandchildren, there are only a few people outside the family.

So far, Cheng Jiahe is the only unmarried grandson of his generation. As we all know, Cheng Daohan's favorite grandson, Cheng Jiahe, now appeared beside Cheng Jiahe at Cheng Daohan's funeral, wearing a close relative What is the identity of Xiao Xiao's young woman? Isn't it worth thinking about?

Cen Qinghe could only try his best to persuade himself that he should do his part for the death of a famous teacher.In fact, there is nothing wrong with putting this matter on people who are acquainted. In the north, old people often pass away, and friends who are especially good friends of their children and grandchildren also wear mourning for the old people. It is just a respect and close relationship.

The reason she is so awkward today is indeed because the Jiang family is no different from ordinary people, and she is afraid that she will be suspected of having a relationship with someone deliberately.

After finally surviving the end of the condolence ceremony, Cheng Daohan's body was pushed to be cremated, and Cen Qinghe did not walk with Cheng's family for an excuse. She chose a corner to stand, but she still caught sight of guests looking at her from time to time .

"Qinghe." He suddenly heard someone calling himself, and in such a strange city and place, Cen Qinghe instinctively searched back and forth.

"Here." The voice came from behind, and Cen Qinghe turned around to take a closer look, and couldn't help but stare.

"Duanyan?" Cen Qinghe could hardly believe it.

Duan Yan saw Cen Qinghe and said aloud, "I've just been looking for you for a long time. What's your relationship with the Cheng family? Why are you still wearing mourning?"

Cen Qinghe glanced at the filial piety belt on his waist, and replied aloud: "I am friends with Cheng Jiahe. The old man didn't meet each other before he was alive, so we can only see him off after leaving."

Duan Yan's eyes were very treacherous, and he joked, "Are you a friend or a girlfriend?"

Cen Qinghe knew that this matter was easy to be misunderstood. She said with three fingers: "I swear, we are pure friends, and Cheng Jiahe is still my biggest client. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Duan Yan said: "Okay, okay, I'm not checking the household registration, so I don't need to be so nervous."

Cen Qinghe asked: "What about you? What is your relationship with the Cheng family?"

Duan Yan said: "I belong to the public school, and I came with our director."

"Oh." Cen Qinghe nodded, suddenly belatedly realized, and stared: "Director? You came with General Helian?"

Just as Duan Yan was about to say something, he suddenly glanced at Cen Qinghe and said, "Director."

Cen Qinghe turned around, and saw a woman with a particularly strong aura walking a few meters away, dressed in a smart business attire and wide-leg pants, her hair was combed meticulously.

Cen Qinghe had never seen He Lianmo himself, but he felt it all at once.

He Lianmo came to Cen Qinghe and Duan Yan, and said to Duan Yan: "You disappeared as soon as I turned my head."

Duan Yan smiled and said, "When you see a colleague, come over and say hello. Director, this is the team leader of the sales department of Ye City, Cen Qinghe."

Cen Qinghe quickly nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello Director Helian, I'm Cen Qinghe."

She had admired her name for a long time, but she didn't dare to say it.

He Lianmo stretched out his hand to shake it back, and said, "It turns out to be Team Leader Cen, who has known his name for a long time."

Cen Qinghe panicked in an instant, and looked up at Helianmo, not knowing what she meant by this, could it be that he was named in front of General Helian?Good thing or bad thing?

Seeing the blankness on Cen Qinghe's face, He Lianmo smiled and said: "Before you went to Rongcheng to attend a seminar, I heard the word Cen Qinghe from many people, and I never had a chance to meet. I didn't expect to meet on such an occasion. .”

It turned out to be a seminar, but it was okay, she thought she had a meal with Zhao Changfeng and was discovered.

Quickly straightening his expression, Cen Qinghe replied with a smile: "I made you laugh. When I first entered this industry, I didn't understand anything at the time. Guan Gong was playing big swords in front of him."

He Lianmo said: "I like your newborn calf not afraid of tigers very much. Whether you have been in the industry for three months or three years, you must have this hard work in your heart. If you want to be content with the status quo so much, why bother selling this business?" You bastard, just go to a nursing home."

She had a smile on her face, but what she said made people feel like a cold wind.

Cen Qinghe finally understood why everyone was frightened when they mentioned the word He Lianmo. Who wouldn't be afraid of such a female boss?
But He Lianmo said he likes her, Cen Qinghe didn't know whether to be happy or worried, and even put his name in front of General He Lian, it seems that we can no longer be low-key and transparent, we must always remember to be cautious in words and deeds, no, be careful in deeds Lian Mo doesn't like it, she likes those who dare to fight.

(End of this chapter)