The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 757 The Child Was Injured (11)
It was okay during the meeting, it was not as serious as what the secretary said, he didn't talk much, you looked at him and didn't listen much, but when you pointed it out, it was the focus of the problem, everyone wanted to cry, and wanted to say, boss, are you real? Didn't care, or pretended not to care?

Jiajun went to the supermarket to buy vegetables after get off work. The family didn't use a nanny, but sent Aunt Chen to her mother. Kexin saw that it was going to be soon. Jiajun didn't care about Kexin now. She also told Kexin Don't pick on yourself, Kexin understands that Jiajun is in the most difficult time now.

After buying the food, I paid the money and walked to the parking lot with the bag. There might be a lot of things, but the bag was torn, and the things fell all over the floor. A few apples rolled out. Jiajun squatted down and felt dizzy. It may be anemia recently.

When I got home, I drank a bowl of sugar water first, and it was much better. I started to cook, and he entered the house on time at eight o'clock. He looked like an ordinary couple. How they lived before is how they live now, but the inside is the same. Still different, only you know.

"You can eat after a while."

After dinner, the two sat in the living room watching TV. Jiajun didn't know where her mind was. She got up at six o'clock in the morning to make breakfast. She was so tired that she couldn't bear it alone, but the current situation There can't be one more person in the house, her face is blue, and she goes to work first after eating, and the first thing she does when she arrives at the unit is to send him a text message, asking if he has left, and when Lu Zhanjiang comes back to text, she starts Work.

The secretary said that there was a dinner party in the bureau at night, and she would definitely not be able to leave.

My head hurts, thinking about how to get out.

The driver glanced at the back. The boss is not in a good mood recently. Aunt Chen said something, and he probably knows it, but is it really going to be a divorce?It doesn’t look like it. Lu Zhanjiang’s cell phone rang, and the driver peeked at it. Sun Jiajun sent text messages at this time every morning. At first, the driver thought it was from other women. Aunt Chen meant that Jiajun was so kind to them. , I have to help Jiajun, the driver pretended to be chatting, and asked Jiajun if he sent text messages to Lu Zhanjiang every morning. Jiajun understood after hearing it, and told the driver not to care about it, saying that he sent it himself, the driver Looking carefully at Jiajun's face does not seem to be lying.

When Lu Zhanjiang saw the text message, he would wait for a few minutes before replying. You saw that his face did not look like someone who would propose a divorce. The driver wondered, was it for Zhi Jiajun?
This may not be impossible. Isn't Jiajun putting his family first now?

Jiajun said that he had a dinner party at night, Lu Zhanjiang's face was hanging, and he put his phone aside and didn't return. Jiajun was waiting for his letter. If he couldn't wait, he was busy in the morning and didn't have much time to take care of him. I sent two more during lunch.

"Have you eaten, husband? Show you the dishes I ate today. I want to eat."

Jiajun took a picture of what she ate with her mobile phone and sent it. She got up and went back to the office without eating two bites.

Over there, Lu Zhanjiang was having a meeting in the conference room. He was very angry today, and the people below were scolded one by one, and they fired more than 20 times in a row. He is not a charity here, and he will leave if he has no ability.

At this time, I am hungry. Who dares to say that I am hungry?It's not about looking for a draw.

The phone moved a bit, he took it over to look at it, and took a sip of water himself. The economy is a bit sluggish recently, but the downturn has nothing to do with this industry. If others are making money, it means that this industry is very prosperous. The atmosphere of the meeting Relatively depressing.

Lu Zhanjiang put his phone aside, looked at the things in his hand, and said that he should go out to eat first, and a few people left to continue the meeting, and asked the secretary to go out and buy a meal for him.

Lu Zhanjiang personally ordered the meal, and the secretary was puzzled. Don't you usually eat boxed lunches at such times? Today is so troublesome?
But she is a salary earner, what else can she say, go buy it quickly, the atmosphere in the conference room is still very stuffy, Lu Zhanjiang is a little upset, wondering if there are too many people in trouble now, light the table, those few A supervisor also feels pressure. This period is really a matter of economic downturn. If you say you have no money, who will invest.

I don’t know who said something, but Lu Zhanjiang smiled so that there was a little atmosphere in the conference room. The secretary brought the meal in, and everyone had a meeting while eating. They must do it, if they can't do it, they will leave, and if they do it, they will be rewarded.

Lu Zhanjiang was very busy, really busy, but he didn't forget something. He hung up the phone and pressed his head on his head. He has always had migraines, and Sun Jiajun also has it, but it is much better now, and his brain is used too much It is estimated that this is the case.

The secretary said that there was Jiajun’s postal package. She went down to take it up and put it on the table. Instead of looking at it immediately, she stood by the window and looked down. She has always been in this mood lately. I called my son. After all, Lu Peining was still too young to play with. With a grandma, he didn't know how to miss his mother. Jiajun hung up the phone lonely. Who said that a child can't live without his mother?
Turning around, I found the things on the table. I opened it and saw that the things inside were tightly wrapped. The address was no stranger. One of Lu Zhanjiang’s buyers often brought her things. It wasn’t what he ordered or that one. People will come, take it apart, it is an E5 gold buckle color match, Jiajun has two fluorescent powders in his hand, the price of the purchase agent is 4 yuan, and the price for Jiajun is [-] yuan, which is paid, Jiajun see I cried with that bag.

It's useless, why does she need so many bags?What can you keep?
When I got home at night, I found out all the things he bought for himself, took photos and posted them on Weibo to sell cheaply. The 4 was sold for 4. The most classic wallet of Xiangjia, she used once , I remember that it seemed to cost more than 6000 at that time, and 3800 was thrown away. The textured black suede of CELINE size 36, the original price was 9000, and 3900 turns was considered a gift.

Jiajun hung it up and felt relieved. There are really too many clothes in her closet, shoes, bags, why does she need so many of these things?
Lu Zhanjiang clicked on Jiajun’s Weibo when he was resting, and looked at the ones she posted. They were not for sale, they were just gifts. Jiajun’s private messages have never been interrupted. She doesn’t do Taobao, it’s very simple, just put money on the card , she received something and mailed it out. Those who follow her are either friends or follow them from Ye Banquet’s Weibo. Halfway through, there is a message below, and everyone can understand it at a glance.

(End of this chapter)