Jiang Shu shook his head, a little helpless, "Isn't the plane delayed? Why are you still here?"
"What are you talking about?" Qi Lang walked straight into the villa and said, "I miss the grapes, so why can't I come and see you? You, on the other hand, are just being ridiculous. How could you bring your child to a place like that?"
"Then what should we do? Leave her at home. Wouldn't that be a disappointment to Mr. Qi's hard work in setting the venue for the final in Switzerland?" Jiang Shu half-joked and followed him.
Qi Lang took the bag for her and said, "Those little bastards said something bad again."
Jiang Shu didn't reveal his thoughts. He opened the door and saw all Putao's toys, especially the multiplication table hanging on the wall.
"Who carried this?"
"Can it still be me?" Jiang Shu felt helpless and proud at the same time.
Grape fluttered, "Uncle, I carried it!"
"Don't be too exaggerated. Putao is just over a year old and hasn't stopped drinking milk powder yet. You want her to memorize multiplication tables?" Qi Lang was in disbelief and pinched the child's face.
Jiang Shu half leaned against the table and poured a glass of water to relieve the dryness of his throat. "If she's interested, let her play on her back."
In fact, she was also surprised by Putao's talent in mathematics. Putao's sensitivity to numbers always reminded her of someone.
Qi Lang hadn't been here for three months, and Putao was particularly attached to him. After playing with him for an hour, a child was a child after all, and he couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep.
Qi Lang settled the child, then looked up and found that Jiang Shu was also sleeping on the sofa. He picked up a blanket, walked over carefully, and was about to cover her, but she suddenly opened her eyes.
Jiang Shu had been sleeping lightly. She sat up and said, "Sorry, I'm a little tired."
Qi Lang sat down and sneered, "I thought we wouldn't be so at odds with you after we worked together for more than two years."
Jiang Shu realized later, "So fast, has it been more than two years?"
"Two years and three months." Qi Lang said every word.
"It's so fast. I still remember the first words you said to me when I first arrived in Switzerland." Jiang Shu half-squinted his eyes, "We must open up foreign markets for the Qi family within three years."
Qi Lang's eyes were filled with admiration, "You did it in only one and a half years. Eight of those months were when you were expecting to give birth."
Jiang Shu curled her lips and sighed when she thought of the war and chaos during that time. She was too tired every day at that time, but she had no choice. She couldn't let herself stop. Once she stopped, she would think of many unnecessary memories. It was too painful.
"Without you, there would be no Qi family today."
"I should be thanking you for giving me the most tiring work during my most difficult period, so that I didn't fall down."
Qi's headquarters is in Jiangcheng. As soon as she arrived in Switzerland, Qi Lang called her: "Ms. Jiang, you are a very famous person. Is it appropriate to delay joining the company for so many days without giving a reply?"
Jiang Shu immediately frowned: "Sorry, I'm already in Switzerland, I'm afraid I can't..."
Qi Lang almost gritted his teeth after hearing what she said: "Switzerland, right? Do you still want to join our company?"
"Of course I want to, but..."
"That's it, I'll leave all the company's overseas affairs to you."
"..."
Even though Jiang Shu is now Qi's design director, looking back on the initial stage, he still feels that Qi Lang regarded himself as a cheap labor force!
Jiang Shu stood up and said, "I'm sleepy. Let's go take a nap."
"Hello……"
"I'm afraid I'll end up empathizing with the capitalists if I keep talking to you, so let's forget it." Jiang Shu smiled, exuding confidence and ease.
Qi Lang laughed and shook his head, taking a closer look, he felt a little doted on.