As night fell, the family finally had dinner. Although they were really grateful, they were very uncomfortable with the rich people. The old lady pushed him to the seat, the old man sat in the main seat, the old lady sat next to the old man, and I sat next to the old lady, chatting like this.

Aunt Qin did not move her chopsticks after they finished their dishes.

"Grandma, just three of us?"

The old lady looked at the clock on the wall and said with a smile, "No, my son, daughter-in-law, and my grandson are coming back and having dinner with us!"

As soon as the voice fell, they heard the loud trumpet. Their family came back. A couple came in. The man was tall and tall. He was medium-sized. He had big bellies. Ha ha ha ha, wait a minute. His face is so familiar that he can't remember where he met.

The woman next to her has trendy curly hair, delicate makeup, necklaces, watches, diamond rings, and an air of dignity emanates from her hands and feet, just like the ladies in the TV series.

"Hello." Immediately stand up and send a message to say hello. Should that be the way to say hello? My heart searches for the greetings of the wealthy women in the novels I've read. No.

"Mom, what group's gold is this?" The lady sat opposite her grandmother and smiled and nodded to me.

Just as he was ready to answer the phone, the old man snatched "the granddaughter of my comrade-in-arms."

The lady still does not die. "Where are you tall? How old is it this year?

"I work in the city's Fourier, just graduated this year, 24 years old."

"Fourier? Do you work in Fourier? Not only ladies were surprised, but all four of you looked at me in surprise.

"Yes, just looking for a job." Tell me honestly.

"What do you do at Fourier?" This time it was Grandma who asked me,

The lady's face changed when she heard Grandma's question. If there were some sincere words in her original laughter, now although she is laughing, it's very false, very hypocritical, just a smile on her face.

"I'm at Fourier! I was about to introduce my work to them, interrupted by a young man's voice,

"Grandpa and Grandma, I'm back!"

It sounds familiar to me. As if I heard it every day, I consciously looked at the man coming and touched the tall figure. My pupils could not help enlarging.

"Shen Xingyue? Why are you here? He was asking me,

Fu Zhiyu? My boss! What did he shout just now? Grandma and grandpa? I looked at my grandmother in close proximity with surprise and said, "Is he your grandson?"

"Yes." Grandma laughed and covered her mouth as if she had found something terrible.

After Grandma's confirmation, I immediately stood up and said hello to Fu Zhimei, my boss.

It's just that Fu Zhimei's eyes are full of inquiry, which makes me stand on my feet. I don't know that you are the grandson of this family. Blame me me?

If I had known earlier that this is Fu Jia, I would rather not come over and go to the cafe.

"Meet you, sit down and wait for you!" Grandma rescued me at the critical moment, and greeted me to sit down and sneaked a sigh.

The whole dining atmosphere is so quiet that no one speaks. Do big families believe in eating and sleeping?

The atmosphere is awkward enough, but also from time to time to receive Fu Zhimei's parents'exploratory eyes, especially when Fu Zhimei is sitting opposite to me, the pressure mountain is big, I only eat the chopsticks in front of me enough place, picking up and pulling the meal, quickly end it!

After dinner, the dishes are packed quickly and seasonal fruits and tea are served. Is this the rhythm of the conversation? Should I withdraw?

"Grandma, it's not too early, I..."

Before I finish, the old man spoke: "Star-moon girl, don't rush, wait for the stinky boy to send you, let's talk first"! uuuuuuuuuuu

stinky boy? Fu Zhiyu? How dare I! I'd rather walk back and laugh awkwardly with my face on.

"Star Moon Maid, what do you think of Fu Zhimei?" What does that mean, sir? Let me praise his grandson? In addition,

"Mr. Fu is excellent. He manages the company so well at such a young age. Many people in our company admire him."

Flattery? Who can't? Give me a microphone, it's blowing you down.

"What young talent is handsome? All 30, not married yet. "The old man blew his beard and stared at him. See if Fu Zhimei had no special reaction, he would not be often scolded!" How to answer this? I'm just an outsider.

On second thought, Fu Zhimei, as a big boss, was seen by his subordinates like this grandson. Would he fire me in a fit of pique? I shouldn't be here. In case I get fired, can I come to my old man for a stable job? What should I say and not what should I say in all kinds of cram work in my mind?

There's no one to let me go.

"Miss Shen, who do you work under Fu's hands?" The lady finally asked me, and she looked at me from the door till now she finally spoke to me.

looked at Fu Zhiyue and said, "Fu's men do things."

Grandma answered, "Secretary? But I remember one of the secretaries I met, Shuzhen?

"Grandma, Zhenjie is in charge of work, I am the Secretary of General Fu's life, responsible for carrying tea and water, ordering flowers and sending people, receiving beautiful women".

Let me see if there's anything missing. I broke my finger and continued counting. "There's still 24 hours to stand by."