"What were you talking about with Dean Shan just now? Everyone upstairs ran down to watch." In Ding Qiunan's office, she asked when she saw her husband walking in.
"Today is the last day that Dean Shan is in the hospital. I saw him standing alone in the flower bed, so I went over to have a casual chat with him. Those who care are just bothering themselves."
Li Chu said without caring at all, pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down.
"Aren't you worried that Lao Du will put your shoes on when he takes office?"
"Haha, are you kidding? My files are not here, I am just working here. Can he give me clothes? Besides, if the relationship between me and Lao Du is not good, can Wenxuan get paid on the day of his wedding?
Go there with his lover?"
"I don't care if we have a good relationship or not. I'm just reminding you. Even though I've been in the administration building for a shorter time than you, I am more familiar with you in this building. There are many words that you can't hear.
I can hear it all.”
The Li Chuxin that Ding Qiunan was talking about was a place where women gathered, and all kinds of gossip was definitely flying in the sky.
Especially in the logistics department, there are women with all kinds of connections, and any one who seems to be unattractive in Baobuqi has a powerful background.
So this is also where all kinds of gossip spread.
Among this group of women, Ding Qiunan is definitely an outlier.
Apart from their looks, the person standing behind them is their own man, unlike them, who rely on the shadow of their elders in the family.
"It's okay, wife, don't worry about what others say, let's just be ourselves. These people can't affect me yet."
"Yes, my man is the most powerful, okay."
"That's right, you definitely have a deep understanding of whether I am great or not." Li Chu proudly raised his eyebrows at his wife.
Unsurprisingly, what greeted him was a charming eye roll.
"I just came back from lunch and I heard some of them say that Uncle Shen rejected an offer to improve your salary a few days ago?"
"These women in your logistics department are really powerful and know all the news." Li Chu smiled and shook his head, then nodded again: "What they said is right, I know this too."
"Why? Why did Uncle Shen do this?" Ding Qiunan asked with a frown.
"Don't think too much. We discussed it in advance. Some people want to push me to achieve their real purpose. The other one is that I won't turn fifty until next year. I'm still very young.
No need to rush."
"As long as you know what's going on, I don't understand either."
Perhaps before, Ding Qiunan had the idea of following her man and standing on a high place to look at the scenery.
But in that special era, she saw too many ups and downs with her man, and now she only has one thought in her heart, that is, as long as her family is safe.
"By the way, my dear, you will be fifty next year, do you want to have a good birthday celebration for you?"
"No." Li Chu quickly waved his hand: "The elders are still here. How can any junior celebrate their birthdays? But in two or three years, our father's seventieth birthday and Uncle Wang's eightieth birthday will be celebrated. We can give them a good birthday."
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Ding Qiunan did not refute her husband's words, but just smiled.
He said that the elders did not celebrate the birthdays of the younger ones and celebrated her and her two children's birthdays every year, but I have never seen him say that.
However, Ding Qiunan has always been confused about why her husband is so reluctant to celebrate birthdays. She has asked many times, but she has been put off by various reasons.
But she didn't intend to be fooled this time. Her man would be old enough to know his destiny next year, and she would celebrate his birthday no matter what, even if it was just her and the children celebrating him.
But before that, she needs to figure out the reason why she doesn't want to celebrate her birthday. If there is any taboo, don't let a good thing turn into a bad thing.
Ding Qiunan, who had made up his mind to pay attention, dropped the birthday topic, lowered his head and wrote something while chatting with his husband sitting opposite.
In fact, there is really no other reason why Li Chu doesn't want to celebrate his birthday, it's just superstition.
One can imagine how difficult it is for Ding Qiunan to figure out the reason this time.
"Okay, wife, it's time to get off work. It's just the two of us at home tonight, how about we eat together in the cafeteria?"
"Hmm? Where are Wenxuan and Yueyue?"
"He's going to Qiaoyun. Meet us at the entrance of the Great Hall tomorrow afternoon."
"Huihui is having dinner at Shen Yi's house?"
"Yes, didn't I tell you that when I left this morning?"
"Then let's eat in the cafeteria. You go get some food first. I only have a little left here. It'll only take a few minutes."
"Okay, I'll go there first, hurry up, don't let the food get cold in a while."
As soon as they got home after dinner, Wang Jiadong came over from next door.
"Uncle, aunt, you are back."
"Jia Dong, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
Li Chu sat on the pony, feeding the dog, and glanced at his nephew and said.
"Hey, uncle, it's like this. Can you lend me your car tonight?"
"Give me a reason."
Li Chu was surprised that his nephew wanted to borrow his car. Because of him, his car could go to many places, so it was impossible for him to lend this car casually.
And Wang Jiadong knew this, but he still came over and spoke, which meant something was definitely going on.
"Private matter, I want to take Xiaojuan back to her home. Her sister-in-law is about to give birth and we want to go back and have a look."
"The key is on the shoe cabinet in the living room, take it yourself."
"Thank you uncle!"
"Qiunan, get two barrels of malted milk for Jiadong, and let him take the handful of bananas."
"knew."
"Uncle, aunt, no need, my mother has already prepared something."
"You can take it here and bring it to Xiaojuan's parents for me and your aunt." Li Chu sat there and waved his hand without even looking back.
Cao Xiaojuan, who was waiting anxiously in the courtyard, saw her husband walking over with a bag, and quickly asked: "Jiadong, what are you carrying?"
"Grab the things that uncle and aunt brought, and we'll talk as we walk."
After getting into the car, Xiaojuan opened the bag and took a look.
"There are so many things, if your aunt gives them to you, you can take them."
"Oh, my aunt has already installed it. How can I still insist on not taking it? Just take it."
Looking at this bag of contents, Cao Xiaojuan felt warm in her heart.
In the years since she got married, except for the first year, she rarely went back to her parents' home. She didn't want to go back. Every time she went back to that home where boys were valued over girls, where money was valued over people, she always felt very depressed.
Occasionally, when she goes back, her husband's family always asks her to bring a lot of things back, which gives her a lot of face.