The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

"no!"

Seeing that she had misunderstood, Gu Jingzhou quickly explained:
"I'm just checking, because I left my contact information and address there, but I haven't received any response. So please don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it."

I was afraid she would think of me as the kind of person who judges others with a petty mind.

Looking into her slightly angry eyes, Gu Jingzhou said sincerely:

"I'll be staying in Qing County for two more days. If you have time, I'd like to invite you..."

Suddenly remembering that she was married, I quickly changed my mind: "I'd like to invite you and your husband to have a meal together. You can choose what you want to eat, but I don't know if it's convenient for you."

Gao Qinghe's cold face instantly turned into a smile, "Of course it's convenient."

Gu Jingzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her smile.

Gao Qinghe pointed to the sofa, indicating that he should sit down and slowly gossip—no, slowly chat!
“I personally delivered the gift to Teacher Hao. Her friend, Teacher Ouyang, was also present at the time and can testify that Teacher Hao definitely received the gift you gave her.”

As for why Hao Huaping didn't reply to Gu Jingzhou, she didn't know.

Perhaps it was due to interference from Hao Huaping's "Good Woman System".

It's also possible that Hao Huaping herself didn't want to contact them anymore.

Or perhaps, she didn't send her reply, and the phone call went unanswered.

Who knows~
Gao Qinghe just wanted to watch the drama unfold.

She looked at Gu Jingzhou, whose eyes were full of confusion, with bright, sparkling eyes, and suggested:

"Since we're already here, instead of speculating wildly, we might as well go and ask them ourselves."

"The county's No. 1 High School isn't far from here, and they have classes tomorrow, so they're definitely at school."

Gu Jingzhou glanced at her excited face and said coolly:
"You are very concerned about my private life."

"Ahem!" Gao Qinghe coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment. "Hey, just a little gossip."

Just then, Lu Gaoming and the others came out.

Gao Qinghe stood up and asked, "Are you staying at a hotel?"

Gu Jingzhou nodded. "For now."

"Okay, I'll just call your room number to let you know when the time comes. Be prepared to pay a hefty price; I won't hold back."

Gu Jingzhou smiled gently, "I'll be waiting anytime."

"Xiao Gao!" Lu Gaoming waved.

Gao Qinghe left Gu Jingzhou and went to Lu Gaoming's side.

The two exchanged a smile, indicating that things were going smoothly.

Lu Gaoming gestured to his secretary to see the technician off, leaving only Gao Qinghe and Lu Gaoming by the door.

"Xiao Gao." Lu Gaoming patted Gao Qinghe appreciatively, "This time it went so smoothly thanks to you. Next time you need my help, don't hesitate to ask."

Gao Qinghe: Let's not do it next time, let's do it now.

He then took the opportunity to mention that he needed to find legal counsel for Jianghai Coal Mine.

Lu Gaoming agreed to help ask, but felt that Gao Qinghe had been taken advantage of, so he asked her if there was anything else.

Gao Qinghe thought for a moment and asked, "Director Lu, do you have any simple and easy jobs that I can take home to do?"

If anyone asks, Lu Gaoming will definitely say no.

But when Gao Qinghe asked, she actually thought of a simple, easy thing that she could bring home.

Assemble the buttons.

It involves attaching various decorative materials to the buckle surface.

Because the decorations are made of different materials and are of different sizes, this task can only be done by hand.

Because it's piecework, factory workers would take their shifts home and continue working overtime, earning an extra two or three yuan per month.

However, Lu Gaoming was also puzzled, "You don't lack this little bit of money, do you?"

“I don’t need anything,” Gao Qinghe said with a smile. “I’m just finding something for my mother-in-law to do so she won’t be too idle.”

Lu Gaoming tapped her forehead, "Your mother-in-law is truly blessed to have you!"

This is saying the opposite of what you mean, and Gao Qinghe is taking it literally.

With a grin, she replied, "Of course~" Lu Gaoming was truly impressed and could only ask Gao Qinghe, "Are you coming to pick up the materials, or should I have someone deliver them to you?"

"Let's get this straight: the pass rate must be over 90%, otherwise you'll have to make up for the cost of the wasted materials yourself."

Gao Qinghe repeatedly said yes, yes, yes, she understood.

He asked Lu Gaoming to find someone to deliver the materials to his home.

However, this was only the first time. In the future, she would let Jiang's mother pick up the materials from the factory and deliver them herself.

After the two finished speaking, Xiao Zhang and the driver returned.

Just as Lu Gaoming was about to take Gao Qinghe back, a red sedan pulled up at the hotel entrance and honked twice.

"No need, my husband is here to pick me up. Director Lu, I'll be going now. Don't forget what we agreed on."

Gao Qinghe picked up the roast chicken that the waiter had packed, waved to Lu Gaoming and Gu Jingzhou who was standing not far away, and walked towards the car.

Jiang Baohai got out of the car, took the things from his wife's hands with perfect ease, opened the passenger door, and watched her sit down.

After putting their things in the back seat and saying goodbye to Lu Gaoming, the couple drove away.

It was already ten o'clock when I got home. My mother had left the light on and was already asleep.

Gao Qinghe could only wait until tomorrow to tell her mother-in-law the "good news" that she had found her a part-time job.

Gao Qinghe originally planned to wash up and go to bed directly.

Jiang Baohai saw the roast chicken she had brought him and insisted on finishing the midnight snack.

This is the first time his wife has brought him a late-night snack, so he must give her plenty of positive feedback to encourage her to do it again.

Jiang Baohai ate with great relish, praising it endlessly; one might have thought he was eating dragon meat.

Gao Qinghe couldn't help but doubt, "Is it really that delicious?"

Jiang Baohai, holding a half-eaten chicken leg, said in a serious tone:

"It smells really good. Try another bite if you don't believe me."

Gao Qinghe knew perfectly well what roast chicken tasted like, but still, out of curiosity, she leaned over and took a bite.

The taste was just so-so!

Looking at that person's mocking expression, how could you not know he was acting?
Gao Qinghe slapped him in annoyance, "Jiang Baohai, the Oscars owe you an award."

Jiang Baohai didn't dodge when he was hit; instead, he thrust out his muscular chest so she could hit him.

Gao Qinghe grabbed two more handfuls in one go and even twirled them.

Jiang Baohai suddenly felt a surge of anger rising within him, and in a panic, he grabbed her hand, not daring to provoke her any further.

After playing around enough, the couple went back to their room.

Before going to bed, Gao Qinghe talked about Gu Jingzhou treating everyone to dinner.

Jiang Baohai was overjoyed; he had to eat this meal!
Knowing he would react this way, Gao Qinghe joked, "You're just incidental; they wanted to invite me."

Jiang Baohai: I won't listen!
“By the way, the Gu family gave us a big red envelope when we got married. How about we treat them this time?” Jiang Baohai suggested.

"There's no need. Gu Jingzhou is Gu Jingzhou, and his family is his family. They are two different things."

Jiang Baohai thought about it and agreed, "Then how about tomorrow night? I'll finish up with the condolence visit, and I'll have Fang Xiaoyu cancel the dinner invitation for me."

Anyway, it wasn't an important dinner party.

After agreeing on a mealtime, the couple started discussing where to eat.

In short, there are only two or three slightly upscale restaurants in the county.

Gao Qinghe felt too tired to eat at the Oriental Grand Hotel again.

After thinking about it, the couple decided to go to the Western restaurant they had visited together before.

"What was the name of that restaurant again?" Gao Qinghe asked.

Jiang Baohai turned off the lights, hugged his wife, closed his eyes, and said uncertainly:

"Xia Hai Western Restaurant?"

That's quite a peculiar name. (End of Chapter)