Chapter 3

One morning three years later, in an old apartment in City C. "Hehe!" The knock on the door woke Zhong Chun up, and then his best friend, Wen He, shouted in a crisp voice, "Good boy, open the tree hole!" Before Zhong Chun could open her eyes wide, the little Tuan Zi, who was lying next to her, nimbly got out of the bed and ran to open the door to let Wen He in. Helplessly, he sat up and rubbed his eyes. Zhong Chun said in a hoarse voice, "Why is it so early?" Wen He's wet hair was still wrapped in a towel. He hugged his arms and pursed his lips in disgust. "It's getting late. Hurry up and get up and take the bus back to City A. If you're late, the interview will be screwed up!" "Thank you for your help. I'll get up and dress up now." Zhong Chun squeezed out a smile at her, trying to coax her into laughing. "Humph! How dare you say such disgusting words when you're calling me 'bed in bed'!" But Wen He didn't appreciate it. He took the little hand of Tuan Zi and ignored her. "Tianyou, baby, come here. I'll take you to brush your teeth and wash your face." Zhong Chun had no choice but to take off her slippers and walk to the wardrobe to look for decent clothes. However, she heard the cute and handsome little bun say, "Aunt He, our kindergarten teacher said that the parents should try their best not to speak the same language when talking to me. For example, brushing their teeth. There's no need to say things like brushing their teeth, because I've grown up." "Pfft!" Zhong Chun and Wen He almost burst into laughter at the same time. Their best friends exchanged glances, then held back their laughter. "Fine. Zhong Tianyou, you're right. Aunt He will be careful in the future." Wen He collected his expression and replied seriously. If he hadn't been in a hurry to take the bus, Zhong Chun would have gone over and hugged her son and best friend. For the past three years, it was fortunate that they were by her side to accompany her through the lowest moment of her life. Otherwise, she might not be able to endure it and would go crazy. After washing up, he dressed up and came out of the room. Zhong Chun saw that Zhong Tianyou's little hands were lying on the edge of the coffee table, and he was seriously describing the English letters. His serious appearance made her feel sorry for him. "Little Treasure, stop writing. Have breakfast first." She sat on the sofa and rubbed her face against her son. Zhong Tianyou didn't even raise his head. Instead, he frowned and said, "Zhong Chun, please call me by my name, Zhong Tianyou. I'm writing an English letter right now. Don't let me be distracted, okay? Go get the bus." Well, Zhong Chun was embarrassed. Her sensible son showed that she was ignorant! "Look, you're acting like a genius son and an idiotic mother, aren't you? If you tell others that Mr. Zhong Tianyou jumped out of your belly, I'm afraid no one would believe you." Wen He didn't forget to add insult to injury to Zhong Chun. "At such a young age, you taught him how to calculate and send people away, and then taught him 26 letters. Wen He, I warn you, don't make my son's hair turn white!" Zhong Chun glared at her best friend. "Alright! Go get the car!" Wen He and Zhong Tianyou said in unison. Zhong Chun couldn't help but frown. Wen He had already quickly stuffed the bag into her arms and pushed her out of the door. He didn't forget to remind her, "Remember to read Zhen Huan's news that I have downloaded for you on the way. Think about what's going on in the workplace. Be prepared and avoid any trouble!" Turning around, Zhong Chun replied, "I've watched that drama countless times and it has nothing to do with the company!" "Oh, you're so noisy." Zhong Tianyou's friend pouted unhappily in protest. Zhong Chun put on an aggrieved expression and pouted innocently. Wen He couldn't stand it any longer and scolded in a low voice, "If you don't leave now, you really won't be able to make it in time!" Raising his wrist to look at his watch, Zhong Chun cursed in a low voice. She quickly waved her hand and ran to the elevator. They finally got on the bus to City A. Two hours later, they stopped a taxi and arrived at the headquarters building of the Chenxing Office. Fortunately, there was still enough time for the interview at 11 o'clock. Zhong Chun walked to the front desk and asked. The female receptionist in uniform was about to guide her when her eyes suddenly lit up. She straightened her back and put her hands in front of her. For some reason, he followed her gaze and looked back. Zhong Chun saw several men in suits and leather shoes walking in from the entrance of the lobby. The man in the lead looked very familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere! "Hello, President Feng!" The female receptionist bowed to the man. Oh! He is Feng Beichen, the CEO of the Chenxing Group! After Zhong Chun confirmed his identity, she couldn't help looking at him a few more times. Feng Beichen nodded slightly to the employees in the lobby. He inadvertently glanced at Zhong Chun and immediately turned back. Xiang Ming behind him also saw Zhong Chun. "What the hell? Why is she here?" Feng Beichen quickly recovered. He took the lead to enter the elevator without any change in his mind. After standing still, he turned his face and gave Xiang Ming a look. Xiang Ming immediately understood and took out his phone to make a call. The private elevator came. Feng Beichen walked into the ladder, followed by Xiang Ming in a hurry, leaving his subordinates to bow and see him off. After the ladder door was closed, Xiang Ming also closed the line and reported in a low voice, "President Feng, she's here to interview the secretary." Feng Beichen thought for two seconds and ordered, "Let her take part in the interview, but she's not hired." "Yes." Xiang Ming didn't dare to neglect her and ordered her to do it. As a result, Zhong Chun was sent back to the interview office and the CEO's secretary's office in a few words. Zhong Chun was an eye-catching person. From Zhang Junyan's attitude, she could tell that she had no chance. Therefore, after she left Chen Xing's company, she immediately went to buy a newspaper and sat in a small park to look at the job advertisement and design. Since she took her newborn son to City C to find her best friend, Wen He, three years ago, she only returned to the sanatorium in City A every month and at the end of the month to visit the vegetable mother. But at present, Wen He, who graduated from the Department of News in University C, had been recruited by the TV station in City A. She had also graduated from the university. It was time to move back to City A and settle down. It was urgent for them to find a job and a house. Throughout the afternoon, Zhong Chun was led by the real estate agent. She looked at several houses, either expensive rent or poor environment. No one liked them. It was late at night, and she dragged her tired body back to her friend Fang Xinping's private room to stay. Fang Xinping was the illegitimate daughter of the Fang family, and she was Zhong Chun's classmate in high school. They were good friends, but they were not close friends. This time, she also informed Zhong Chun that Chen Xing had hired a secretary. He unlocked the door and entered the room. He turned on the big crystal chandelier in the living room. The dazzling light made Zhong Chun half-closed his eyes and look around. After confirming that Fang Xinping was not at home, she immediately stepped down on her shoulders and walked into the guest room with her handbag. Buzz buzz! His phone vibrated in his trouser pocket at the right time. Zhong Chun took it out and found that the number was Fang Xinping's. She picked it up immediately. "Hello? When are you going home?" "Zhong Chun, come to the door!" Fang Xinping said and hung up. Hearing her anxious tone, Zhong Chun did not dare to delay. He turned around and went out to open the door of the hall. Standing in front of the gate of the yard, he looked around. There was no shadow of Fang Xinping outside. What was going on?