"Auntie, explain to me, where are my little yellow chicken bowls and chopsticks?" Xiang Xiaotian is a child with a cleanliness habit. Eat with fixed bowls and chopsticks, not a little yellow chicken, and never eat.
"Well¡ª¡ªI'm sorry, I broke it for you." An Xinyu showed embarrassment, and said instead: "But don't worry, I will definitely buy you a better looking one, definitely better than your little yellow chicken." nice."
"I just want a little yellow chicken!" In this regard, Xiang Xiaotian has an incomprehensible attachment to ordinary people.
"Okay!" An Xinyu was absent-minded, and after seeing Mo Yu and Xiang Xiaonuan's expressions looking foolish, she was stunned.
Is it so difficult to buy a dish?
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"Aunt Yu, are you stupid?"
An Xinyu:
? To be called stupid by a four-year-old child, her mood is very strange. Could it be that her IQ is not as good as that of a child? joke!
"Why do you say that?" She decided to perform well in front of Mo Yu.
In fact, compared with many housewives, although she is not a qualified housewife, this does not prevent her from suffering from the shortcomings that all housewives have.
People who have shallow interpersonal relationships and are isolated on the fringes of society.
"My brother didn't buy the little yellow chicken bowls and chopsticks, he made them himself. You definitely can't buy them!"
An Xinyu:
She turned her eyes and gave Mo Yu a look of asking for help.
"This is what you promised, and you can solve it yourself." Mo Yu looked calm, took a bite of the dish, and said leisurely: "Since Xiaotian made it himself, you can take him to make one."
Upon hearing this, An Xinyu burst into laughter.
She knew that under Mo Yu's indifferent face was a burning heart.
She pinched the boy's fair and tender cheek with one hand, but the latter avoided him in disgust.
"Okay, I'll buy you new bowls and chopsticks first, so you can make do with it first. When you don't have to go to school on weekends, I'll take you to the pottery shop and let you make a set of little yellow chickens yourself. How about it?"
I thought this sentence would win the other party's consent, but it made the boy's face black.
"Are you going to stay at my house forever?"
The corners of An Xinyu's mouth stiffened.
This child is too shrewd, too unlovable!
"I don't live here for nothing. In this short period of time, I will help your mother take good care of you. You see, your mother is so busy and tired. If there is someone who can help her share, your mother It'll be a lot easier, won't it?"
Seeing that the two children were silent, An Xin was confident and high-spirited, and continued to work hard.
"So, my stay here is only good for you and your mother, and there is absolutely no harm at all."
"Then what will you do?" Xiang Xiaotian spoke sharply and hit the nail on the head, "I think you don't know how to do housework at all."
An Xinyu was embarrassed, and suddenly, something flashed in his mind.
"I don't know how to do housework, it doesn't matter! I know the way. During this time, I will be responsible for picking you and Xiaonuan up."
"No, I only want my mother!" Xiang Xiaonuan said quickly, "I only want my mother to pick me up!"
Xiang Xiaotian was silent for a moment, looked at An Xinyu with a confident face, and Mo Yu with a chuckle, and nodded.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance. Perform well and don't let us down!" The little boy showed the aura that only a superior person can have.
Mo Yu was surprised for a moment.
How much did she not understand her son?
Seeing that his brother compromised, Xiang Xiaonuan no longer insisted, and reluctantly accepted this new nanny who could only pick up and drop off.
For the first time, Mo Yu was worried and followed An Xinyu to send the children to school.
All the way down, very smooth.
This is the ease she has never had in seven years.
Arriving at the company a little early, she found that many salesmen had already gathered in the office, printing and sorting out materials, and they were extremely busy.
In just less than half an hour, he hurriedly left with his briefcase.
"Mo Yu, when will your husband come home?" Qu Ying's sudden question made Mo Yu puzzled.
"This time it will take longer, maybe half a month!" she guessed.
"You can talk more about your work with your husband, and ask about his work by the way." Another inexplicable sentence.
"Sister Qu, have you met my husband Xiangyang?"
"Yes, I met him on a business trip. He is doing well." Quying bit the word "good" very hard.
Mo Yu panicked.
Hastily took out the phone and dialed Xiang Yang's number, the line was busy as expected.
"Sister Qu, do you have something to tell me?" Mo Yu felt something was wrong, and his heart sank.
It seems - Xiang Yang lied to her!
Wanting to continue asking, but feeling the haste on the other side's face, he also accepted the thought of continuing to ask.
Such a result should have been expected long ago, shouldn't it?
You have long since lost confidence in the man who lost your heart, haven't you?
It should have been firm in your mind when you talked about divorce last time, shouldn't you?
She smiled bitterly, lowered her head, and quickly put away her sadness.
A heart that has been broken long ago has no qualifications for disappointment and pain. Time is precious and must not be wasted on useless people and things.
Pack up the materials that need to be prepared today, carry the briefcase, and rush to the client company as if nothing happened.
After the woman went out, Qu Ying raised her head, looked at the woman's back that became more and more straight, smiled, and shook her head.
It seems that she underestimated Mo Yu too much.
What I am going to visit today is a committee association of a certain country in city x, which is responsible for helping domestic companies provide reliable news and advertising channels.
The person who received Mo Yu was a Spanish man with a straight nose and deep eyes. The man was dressed in a high-end black suit, with a polite smile and a well-mannered manner. At first glance, he looked like a standard gentleman.
"Beautiful lady, I have been waiting for you for a long time." His Chinese is obviously not good enough, and he stutters, but it does not prevent him from expressing what he wants to express.
Mo Yu really wanted to say forcefully, "We can communicate in English."
Can think of being forgotten by myself, and my English pronunciation has become crappy, and I didn't say anything.
Next, the attitude of the other party remained lukewarm, and Mo Yu politely explained all of William's publicity channels and advantages.
"These are superficial things, I just want to know why we chose you?" The man was still smiling, but the words he asked were sharp.
"Miss Mo, what I represent is our national enterprise. If I don't give them sufficient and convincing reasons, it will be difficult to convince them to choose you."
Mo Yu paused, then smiled.
Such a scene is very similar to the one she faced when she just got out of social work.
At that time, what did she say when she was still childish?
All she said from the beginning to the end was how good the company's products are, and even compared her company's products with those of other companies.
The result is often a failure, and she has been living on a basic salary for several months, living a life that is stretched.
Will she still go the old way?
Obviously not.
She sat up straight, with a correct attitude, showing a confident smile of appropriate advance and retreat, and spoke politely.
"Mr. Powell, I believe you must have known about William's reputation and market evaluation in advance. After all, this will be related to the publicity of large companies in this country. You should know better than anyone that William is your best partner. This That's why I'm sitting here today!"
Her words are affirmative and beyond doubt.
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