Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    A Bohemian red Rolls-Royce parked in the community, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

    The interior of the car is very confidential, and the atmosphere is indescribably weird.

    "Sheng Yan, have you reported to your mother that we are coming to visit?" Jing Zhenzhu was dignified.

    In the co-pilot, Jiang Shengyan turned around and replied, "I told her before departure."

    "Yes." Jing Zhenzhu replied lightly.

    The driver opened the car door, Jing Zhenzhu lifted his feet and went out, and Jing You sitting on the other side had "Rejected" written all over his face.

    With the sound of the door opening, Mama Jiang controlled the wheelchair to move towards the door.

    The door opens.

    Jing Zhenzhu nodded: "I take the liberty to interrupt, I hope Ms. Han doesn't think we are rude."

    "No, no, you can sit inside." Mama Jiang stepped back a little to make way for the entrance.

    Mama Jiang's surname is Han. She has been used to being called Mrs. Jiang in the past few decades. When she first heard her surname being called, she was a little dazed.

    Jing Zhenzhu smiled, "It came suddenly, I didn't prepare any decent gifts."

    The driver with white gloves put a dark red wooden gift box at the door, bowed, turned and left.

    In the box is the ginseng that Jingzhu got a while ago.

    "Thank you, you are so kind!" With a gentle smile on Mama Jiang's face, "Come in and sit."

    After that, he controlled the wheelchair and led people to the living room.

    King Pearl was seated, with a graceful and graceful posture.

     "Chairman Jing, what would you like to drink?" Mama Jiang asked.

    "I'm not the chairman of the board when I leave Jingteng." Jing Zhenzhu smiled warmly, "Our family has two generations to get married early, I'm not too much older than you, so I'd better call my old sister to be kind. ."

    "Then I'm not being rude." Jiang's mother obeyed Jing Zhenzhu's wishes and immediately changed her mouth: "Old sister, what would you like to drink?"

    "I smell jujube tea." Jing Zhenzhu said.

    "Yes, freshly cooked."

    Mother Jiang smiled, turned to the kitchen and shouted, "Mother Zhao, please pour some jujube tea for the guests!"

    "Okay! Coming soon!"

    The two elders chatted naturally.

    Jiang Shengyan couldn't get in on the side, but when she heard her mother screaming "old sister", she felt strange in her heart.

    The chairman is Jing You's grandmother, and her mother calls him the chairman. Isn't she and Jing You a generation apart?

    What if the chairman asks Jing You to call her "auntie" another day!

    Jiang Shengyan had a headache.

    Jingyou doesn't think about these things like Jiang Shengyan. Her mind is full of scenes of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law coexisting in TV dramas, for fear that Jiang's mother will say "You lazy mother-in-law who does not work hard and does not distinguish between five grains, you are far away from My daughter is far away!" Such words.

    After some enthusiasm, a dance music sounded on the TV, which was the dance music "Sleeping Beauty" by Tchaikovsky.

    Mama Jiang moved her gaze to the screen.

    Now on TV are the rare video materials she collected in her early years.

    Jing Zhenzhu smiled and said, "I'm no stranger to this song. I still remember Ms. Han's "Sleeping Beauty" when she was young."

    Did not avoid this topic because of the other's leg injury.

    "I didn't expect Jing Dong...Old sister has seen my "Sleeping Beauty"." Jiang's mother smiled, "I am very honored!"

    "My husband and I went to the tour of the Royal Kremlin Troupe to receive artistic edification. But at that time, we couldn't understand anything. After I came out, I couldn't understand anything after listening to the explanation from my husband, but Ms. Han gave I was deeply impressed that there were very few Asian faces in all the troupes at that time." Jing Zhenzhu chuckled a few times, heartily.

    Jing Pearl's husband - Jing You's grandfather - is a refined person who loves art, but is not crazy about art. Jing Zhenzhu was a big woman when she was young. Her husband had no pedantic insistence. No matter whether his wife wanted to fight for her career or whether her children took her mother's surname, she respected her wife's choice and only supported her silently with actions.

    However, in poor health, he fell ill and passed away at the age of forty.

    "It was a long time ago! This dance drama means a lot to me." Jiang Mama chuckled, "After the last show of the "Sleeping Beauty" tour, I said goodbye to the dance drama and started a family Otherwise, Sheng Yan might have been born a few years later."

    Jiang Shengyan found an opportunity to speak, and joked: "It's probably not me who was born in the next few years!"

    "That's true." Jiang's mother thought for a moment, "In the next few years, maybe a cute little girl like Xiao You will be born."

    Jing Zhenzhu said: "Since Ms. Han likes it, let her be your daughter for a while, and she can serve tea and water."

    Mother Jiang's words were originally just a joke, but now hearing Jing Zhenzhu say this, she couldn't help but have a look of surprise and confusion on her face.

    Jing Zhenzhu said again: "What does Ms. Han think of her daughter's future love and marriage?"

    "I don't usually worry about these things." Jiang's mother temporarily suppressed her doubts and bent her lips, "She said her intentions are right, her own happiness is the most important thing."

    Jing You breathed a sigh of relief.

    "To tell you the truth, my granddaughter has always wanted an elder who does not interfere with her freedom of love and marriage." Jing Zhenzhu sighed, "No, I just finished the conflict with me today, and I drove her away. out of the house."

    Jing You brought it up again in one breath.

    Mother Jiang was stunned and didn't answer for a long time, probably because she had never encountered such a situation.

    Jing Zhenzhu: "So, if Ms. Han doesn't dislike it, please accept this child."

    In the famine years, too many babies were born and could not be raised, and it happened frequently that small babies were sent out.

    But it is rare to send such an old child out.

    Mama Jiang curved her lips, "Little You looks like a reliable child. Is the old sister joking?"

    Jing Zhenzhu looked at Jingyou, "Xiaoyou, tell me if I'm joking."

    Jing You was very cautious in front of Jiang's mother, and her grandmother suddenly threw such a sentence, like sitting on pins and needles.

    Jiang Shengyan supported her mother's shoulder, leaned over, and lowered her voice: "Mom, you agree first, and I'll explain to you later."

    Mother Jiang had no choice but to let her daughter smile and nod, "Of course I'm happy to pick up such a beautiful girl for nothing."

    Jing Zhenzhu smiled at Jiang's mother and continued: "I really envy that you have an obedient and sensible daughter. If I had such a granddaughter, I would wake up laughing from my dreams!"

    Jiang Shengyan whispered to her mother again: "For some reasons, I have to live with the chairman for a while. Whatever the chairman says, you should come down, mother."

    Although Jiang's mother doesn't know what's going on, her daughter always has her reasons for saying this.

    "If the old sister likes it, she will use Shengyan as her granddaughter. She used to mention you to me." Jiang's mother said warmly, "I'm ashamed to say, I've never been a mother. Thank you in person for your financial support to Sheng Yan."

    "Sheng Yan mentioned that Ms. Han wanted to thank me, but I didn't want her to arrange it." Jing Zhenzhu said, "This is the financial support provided by Jingteng to recruit talents, not something free of charge. Giving, no special thanks."

    The tone is not polite.

    "Although you say so," Jiang mother bowed, "I personally still want to say thank you."

    "Since Sister Han sincerely wants to thank you, why don't you let Sheng Yan stay with me for a while to relieve my boredom, what do you think?" Jing Zhenzhu asked with a smile.

     "No problem." Mama Jiang happily agreed.

    Jingyou's temple jumped a few times.

    What's happening now, is it serious?

    But Jing Zhenzhu and Jiang's mother called her sisters, which made it clear that Jiang Shengyan was deliberately anxious.

    At this time, Jingyou moved a little closer to grandma, secretly poked grandma's leg, and whispered: "Grandma, don't make trouble!"

    "You were joking with you before you became a grandma?" Jing Zhenzhu replied, "Or you can tell Mama Jiang what you said to your grandma at the dinner table and see how they react."

    For her grandmother, Jing You can have no scruples, but for Jiang Shengyan's mother, she also knows how to measure.

    If Jing You didn't hear grandma's last sentence, she gritted her teeth and reminded: "We've been disturbed long enough, go home!"

    "It's very late," Jing Zhenzhu said to Jing You, "It's time for me and my granddaughter to go home."

    Jing You still wanted to express her dissent, Jiang Shengyan came over and sat beside her, put her ear to his ear and comforted: "Don't make the chairman angry anymore, you stay down and I will explain to my mother. Yes. When the chairman is in a better mood, I'll have a good talk with her. Don't get angry, eh?"

    "Is there anything Sheng Yan can't let my grandma hear?"

    Now, Jing Zhenzhu is really Jiang Shengyan's grandma.

    "No." Jiang Shengyan smiled and shook his head, "I told Xiaoyou that my mother is very happy to have a daughter like her."

    "Sheng Yan is very kind."

    Jing Zhenzhu had a smile on her lips at the moment, but Jiang Shengyan felt like she was being stared at by an eagle, like a awn on her back.

    Unlike the other three people, Jing You can manage facial expressions very well, and the eyebrows are already wrinkled into a high hill.

    No matter what grandma is doing, she needs someone to cooperate with her.

    It's time to leave a bad impression on Mama Jiang.