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Chapter 1224 Sister Huaixiu also wants to join the party

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    Although Mr. Zhao could not board her Pingjiang twice a year, Chen Huaixiu had always reserved the best cabin for him. The furnishings inside were as before, and the flowers in the pots were as delicate as ever, as if he had never left.

    With the meticulous care of her sisters, Mr. Zhao¡¯s journey was naturally very pleasant. After having a sumptuous lunch with her, he took a nice nap.

    In the restaurant, Chen Huaixiu helped Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan clean up the dishes.  In fact, there were servants on the Pingjiang, but Zhao Hao's food was never inferior to that of outsiders. Even the tableware could only be touched by Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan.  So letting Chen Huaixiu help clean it up is to treat her as one of her own.

    Suddenly Zhao Hao asked for a drink of water in the inner room. Secretary Ma quickly put down his work, went to the heating cage to get a teapot, and brought it in to serve him a drink of water.

    Chen Huaixiu and Qiaoqiao cleaned the dining table and carried the bowls and baskets to the kitchen.

    The two of them were washing the dishes and chatting happily.

    Chen Huaixiu wiped the tall glass with a clean cotton cloth and asked Qiaoqiao casually, "Qiaoqiao, have you girls also formed a company together?"

    "Ah" Qiaoqiao panicked when she heard this. She slipped her hand and almost broke the Chenghua pastel fish dish.

    According to the regulations of Lianli Company, shareholders must strictly keep company secrets, and even the name and existence of the company must not be leaked.

    The honest Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a lot of pressure. She didn¡¯t know who leaked the news, the little county boss, President Jiang, Miss Zhang, or Sister Ma?

    But each of them is shrewder than the other. Even the little county boss who seems careless is privately evaluated by Sister Ma as "a wise man who is foolish but clever" and is definitely not inferior to President Jiang.  How could they make such a stupid mistake?

    Is it you?

    Qiaoqiao had sweat on his forehead and was busy trying to recall the past. Was there a time when he was quick to speak and said something he shouldn't have said?

    But she thought about it and couldn't remember which time it was exposed.  Then he murmured with a confused look on his face: "Didn't I tell my sister?"

    "What else can you hide from me?" Chen Huaixiu looked at her with curiosity.

    "No, of course it's gone." Qiaoqiao quickly shook her head.

    "Then what does your company do?" Chen Huaixiu asked with a smile: "What kind of business do you operate? Can I also buy a share?"

    "I don't know what they are doing" Qiaoqiao still shook his head and asked questions with a guilty conscience: "I don't know anything. They just brought me into a group. I didn't ask about the specific business."

    Swallowing with difficulty, she immersed the washed plate in the water again, wishing she could plunge her head into it, and said in a voice like a gnat: "Can I let you become a shareholder? I won't even say it"

    "That's it." Chen Huaixiu didn't know how much information he could see from her, so he stopped embarrassing her and turned the topic elsewhere.

    "It's a pity that Qiaoqiao didn't hear a word of what she said next. She was in a daze, as if she had made a big mistake.  I accidentally broke two bowls

    When she came to her senses, she found that Ma Xianglan had returned, but Chen Huaixiu was missing.

    "Where's Sister Huaixiu?" Qiaoqiao asked in a voiceless voice.

    "I went back a long time ago." Ma Xianglan looked at her little red face and asked strangely: "What's wrong? Are you so guilty?"

    "Sister, I think we have a traitor among us." Qiaoqiao hurriedly leaned into her ear and whispered what had just happened.

    "Hey, don't talk nonsense, there is no traitor." Sister Ma smiled.

    "If someone fails to keep his promise, isn't he a traitor?" Qiaoqiao said with wide almond-shaped eyes, "No matter how much Sister Huaixiu asks, I won't say a word."

    "Don't worry, if there is a traitor, why would Sister Huaixiu need to ask you for information? Besides, if she knows what our company does" Ma Xianglan smiled shyly and said: "No matter what you think in your heart, at least she will never tell you.  , I want to get a share.¡±

    "That's true." Qiaoqiao suddenly realized: "Our company is not a serious company. How could a serious person like Sister Huaixiu get involved?"

    "What nonsense are you talking about?" Ma Xianglan poked her forehead with her finger.  "You are not serious. There is nothing more serious than our company!"

    As she spoke, she sighed and said: "Imagine that there was no Lianli Company, and there was just a lotus meeting that night. I don't know how many people joined in, and how many people succeeded."

    "That's it" Qiaoqiao didn't expect that Lianli Company, which she thought was useless, had already played a big role.

    "Then who revealed it to Sister Huaixiu?" She still didn't understand.

    "There can still be??Crane, knowing that this is describing the magnificent scene of the new port construction.  I was just about to praise Donor Zhao for being far superior to those men of letters.

    But I heard Mr. Zhao change the topic and continued with a smile: "May I ask where Mr. Wen wants to go? The paper boat is burning with candles in the sky"

    "Puch" Sister Ma couldn't help laughing and quickly covered her mouth.

    Hearing this, Xue Lang said with a bitter face: "The young monk is just pushing me a little too hard. It is also to enable the young master to produce more good works. As for treating me as the god of plague?"

    "No, this is to celebrate the victory over schistosomiasis." Mr. Zhao replied seriously.

    "Oh, I believe you are the one this time, little monk." Xuelang sighed and warned uneasily: "Donor Zhao, please insist on writing poems and don't let your talent go to waste. That would be a good thing for yourself, the little monk, and the Ming Dynasty."  It¡¯s a crime.¡±

    "Oh, oh." Mr. Zhao agreed casually. The last time he went out with thirteen songs in one breath, he didn't have a few drops left.  You still have a long life, how can you dare to waste it casually?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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