Zhang Qinqin sneered, "It’s all because of the news report about Shuqing. Not only did you fail to reward her, but you fired her for a minor celebrity."
She said that on purpose for the boss to hear.
As expected, Song Zhiqing’s face turned dark as the bottom of a pot when he heard Zhang Qinqin’s words. He said sternly, "Hand over the work you have on hand to Chief Editor Zhang. From tomorrow, you don’t have to come in."
Song Zhiqing stood up and said to Zhang Qinqin, "You’re promoted."
Zhang Qinqin was pleased and repeatedly thanked him.
He nodded, "Do well." He took a couple of steps with his long legs and walked over to Zhuang Shuqing, "I’m Song Zhiqing, Jinyang’s college friend."
Zhuang Shuqing did not expect him to know Lu Jinyang. She was initially stunned, then displayed a professional smile, "Hello, I am Zhuang Shuqing."
She did not mention Lu Jinyang.
Song Zhiqing slightly raised his eyebrows, "Lu Jinyang has good taste; you are quite suitable for him." After that, he walked away without turning back.
Zhuang Shuqing smiled, facing the inquisitive gaze of Chief Editor Zhang, she laughed sincerely, "Congratulations, Editor-in-Chief Zhang."
"Thank you." She glanced back at Li Nian slumped on the sofa, "Let’s talk in my office."
It was already off-work time in the afternoon when Zhuang Shuqing left Xinghai Studio. As soon as she got home, she nestled on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest. The ringing of her phone in her bag startled her awake.
Checking her phone, it was Lu Jinyang.
She had saved his number the last time she called him.
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Just about to say no, she reconsidered and said, "I have."
"How’s the child doing today?"
"Not so well. The doctor said we need to find a matching bone marrow donor and perform the surgery as soon as possible."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Zhuang Shuqing continued, "I’ll go see him tomorrow."
"After work in the afternoon." Having started a new job, Zhuang Shuqing felt it wasn’t good to keep taking leaves.
"Alright, get some rest early."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Jinyang stared at the lights in the hallway, somewhat lost in thought.
The dim light shined on his face, adding a layer of haziness, making the man look even more enigmatic.
Leng Yixing walked over, with a teasing smile, "Calling your sister-in-law?"
Lu Jinyang glanced at him lightly and spoke slowly, "What is it?"
"Tsk, having a wife really is different; even a comrade needs to have a reason to catch up. I’m saying, Lu, aren’t you rushing into marriage a bit too fast?"
"It has already been delayed for a long time."
He was well aware that this guy had only met Zhuang Shuqing for the brief span of a month from their first encounter until now.
"Cough cough~ Haven’t figured out about retiring yet?"
"Not considering it."
"You haven’t discussed it with your father, have you?"
Watching his indifferent face, Leng Yixing felt even more that the man before him was both arrogant and audacious.
"So when do you plan to bring your wife to meet your parents?"
Lu Jinyang withdrew his gaze from afar, pausing on him for a few seconds, then lightly uttered, "I never thought you had the potential to become Tang Seng." With that, he turned and left.
So it seems that after talking for so long, that was the only impression he left?
Zhuang Shuqing arrived at the hospital where Xiao Xuan had just finished chemotherapy and looked very pale. Her heart wrenched, and she hurried over to ask, "Xiao Xuan, how are you feeling?"
Seeing her, Xiao Xuan’s previously furrowed brows slightly relaxed, and he looked at her weakly, "Shuqing Mom, I’m okay."