Chapter 2458

After eating, Zhou Andong saw that it was still early, so he went to the back building to see his wife and daughter and mentioned the matter of finding a chef.

"Xiaocui is a clever, steady, hardworking, and capable girl. There shouldn't be much of a problem handing the family affairs to her."

Jian Qiu nodded: "Actually, I had this idea a long time ago, just waiting for my confinement to end to discuss it with you. Since you also have this idea, let An Jing help find someone; she has more contact with talent in this area."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There was a knock on the door outside. Zhou Andong glanced at the time; it was just seven-thirty: "Who is it, coming over so early, and knocking on the door so politely."

Jian Qiu laughed. Such a polite knock was definitely not Lao Si or Su Su. Moreover, it couldn't be her mother or mother-in-law so early, and it couldn't be the nanny either.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The knock sounded again, and the force was increased, and the sound was much louder.

Jian Qiu pushed Zhou Andong: "Hurry up and open the door!"

Zhou Andong opened the door reluctantly. When he saw the person standing outside the door, he couldn't help but laugh: "Speak of the devil and he shall appear."

An Jing was wearing a black dress, her hair draped behind her head, and glasses perched on her nose; she was still as beautiful and knowledgeable as ever.

"What are you two editing about me again?" An Jing rolled her eyes at Zhou Andong, then raised her arm, extended her finger, and poked Zhou Andong in the chest, pushing him aside, and walked into the room with her proud little steps.

Jian Qiu said with a smile: "Why did you come over so early?"

"I haven't seen my goddaughter for a while, I missed her." An Jing didn't stop, but went straight into the bedroom. When she saw the nanny, she wasn't surprised, because she had phone calls with Jian Qiu almost every night, and she knew that the family had hired a nanny to take care of the child.

Huang Jie was tidying up the child's clothes, preparing to take them out to wash. When she heard the door open and looked back, she saw a beautiful woman walk in. She hadn't seen her before, but seeing that she could enter the bedroom by herself and the chairman and his wife hadn't followed her in, she saw that she wasn't an outsider.

"You must be Huang Jie." An Jing smiled at Huang Guihua: "Let me see Little Feather."

Huang Guihua whispered: "Little Feather ate milk in the middle of the night and has been sleeping until now. I just touched her, and she actually didn't wet herself."

"Really?" An Jing stood by the crib, slowly bent down, and looked at the little person sleeping soundly in the small bed, her eyes full of doting: "Little Feather, Godmother is here, wake up."

An Jing stretched out her finger and poked the little one's cheek lightly. But Little Feather just smacked her lips, and there was no sign of waking up at all; she was sleeping so soundly.

"Little thing!" An Jing grabbed the little one's hand, bent down, and kissed it lightly: "When you grow up, you must be filial to your godmother, otherwise I will have loved you in vain."

At this time, Jian Qiu walked in and just happened to hear An Jing's words, and said with a smile: "Why are you so thick-skinned? Hurry up and find a man to marry, give birth to two yourself, and then you'll have someone to be filial to you."

An Jing stood up straight, then raised her arms and stretched: "Me? I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to marry in this life."

Jian Qiu walked to the crib, looked at her daughter, and then said: "Who told you to have such high standards? Just find someone and make do."

"Marriage is a lifelong matter." An Jing said in a faint tone: "I'd rather not marry for a lifetime than find a man to make do with."

Jian Qiu was silent for a moment, but then laughed: "It seems I have to keep an eye out for you and find you a good man. Otherwise, Uncle An and Auntie will be anxious to death."

"Okay!" An Jing laughed along: "I'll wait for you to find me a wishful husband."

The two women were chatting and joking, while Zhou Andong had already arrived at the main gate.

Gu Bing was squatting under the tree at the main gate smoking. Seeing Zhou Andong come out, he looked at Zhou Andong like a resentful woman abandoned by her man: "Why did you just come out? Look at what time it is, you're late for work again."

Zhou Andong ignored him, walked to the car, opened the door, and got in.

"Damn!" Gu Bing cursed, hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt, ran to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in. He didn't doubt at all that even if he were a few seconds late getting into the car, Zhou Andong wouldn't wait for him.

Quite a few people were gathered in front of the notice board at the main gate of the Woolen Mill, discussing one after another. The topic was only one, and that was that the school was going to select excellent teachers and teachers with special contributions, and it wasn't a gimmick; everyone had a bonus.

The bonus for an excellent teacher was five thousand, and the bonus for a teacher with special contributions was ten thousand, with the total bonus amount reaching as high as twenty thousand. And all this money was sponsored by the secretary personally, which was also the focus of everyone's discussion.

"Ha!" A laugh came from the crowd, and immediately after, a male voice with a strange tone sounded: "Sponsoring twenty thousand personally, I just want to know, where did he get so much money?"

"Exactly!" Someone echoed: "If this twenty thousand was donated by our factory director, I wouldn't say anything. But this money was sponsored by the secretary, so I have to doubt the source of this money."

"Twenty thousand." Someone else in the crowd said: "Even if the secretary's salary is two thousand a month, he would have to eat and drink nothing for ten or eight years to save it up. But anyone with even a single thread of brain would absolutely not take out their own hard-earned money to donate. Of course, unless the money came from an improper source, that's why he's so generous."

The discussion became louder and louder. Originally, most people hadn't thought about this, but hearing the words of a few people in the crowd, doubts also arose in their hearts. That's right, how could the secretary have so much money?

Regarding Gu Bing's status as a shareholder of the Yugong Group, except for a limited number of people, no one knew, let alone ordinary employees. Therefore, when someone raised a question about this matter, it immediately resonated with most employees.

The few people who had just started the topic listened to the discussion around them, and some even began to curse Gu Bing. A strange smile appeared on their faces, and then they silently withdrew from the crowd and soon disappeared without a trace.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The bell for work rang, and the crowd gathered in front of the notice board dispersed in a rush, running toward the workshop.

Zhou Andong and Gu Bing arrived at the factory more than ten minutes after the bell rang. As soon as they entered the factory office, they felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. Especially Gu Bing, who felt it even more clearly. Everyone he met still greeted him, but it lacked the previous respect.

Zhou Andong entered the office, Gu Bing followed closely behind, first poured himself a cup of tea, and then said: "As soon as I entered the factory office, my right eyelid kept twitching, and I always felt that something bad was going to happen."