He Is Warmer Than Time

As soon as Han Ping turned her head, Zhong Qi immediately cared: "Ma'am, didn't the cart touch you?"

Han Ping hurriedly smiled and said, "No, no, thank you so much, little girl."

Zhong Qi smiled politely: "It's a matter of raising your hand, you're welcome."

Han Ping looked at her up and down: "Seeing that you are also wearing the uniform of the procuratorate, are you also an employee here?"

This little girl is good-looking, not glamorous, and an employee of the procuratorate. She looks pretty good, but she doesn't know what her family background is like.

Zhong Qirou judo: "Well, I am the prosecutor here."

Han Ping was a little surprised: "Really? Prosecutor, graduated from the University of Political Science and Law?"

Zhong Qi must answer any questions: "Well, I graduated from the University of Political Science and Law."

Han Ping nodded: "Not bad, young and promising."

Knowledge and appearance can be in Han Ping’s eyes, but what she values ​​most is her background, and she seems to be chatting: “If you can send you to the University of Political Science and Law, your family should still value your future very much. What does your father do? what?"

Zhong Qi is not from Haicheng. She lives in a small county in the north. She is indeed from the kind of small family that Han Ping often talks about.

However, she has always claimed that her family was in business and that her ancestors were officials of large families.

She smiled and said to Han Ping: "Father is in business."

Zhong Qi didn't dare to exaggerate too much. In case she said her father was an official, these officials and wives all have their own network of relationships. If you just ask about it, don't you just show your stuff?

As soon as she heard that she was in business, the smile on Han Ping's face was reduced by two points, and she reluctantly smiled: "Oh, doing business, it's pretty good."

Zhong Qi is a person who knows how to look at people's faces. When she saw that the aunt of the vice yard was not as enthusiastic as she was just now, she knew immediately that businessmen would not be in the eyes of this high-ranking official and wife, so she quickly added: "My grandfather I used to be an official, but my father preferred to be in business, so..."

The expression on Han Ping's face eased: "Oh, this way, um, not bad..."

Zhong Qi breathed a sigh of relief, even saying that doing business would not be in the eyes of the official wife. If she tells her true identity-the origin of an ordinary worker and family in a small county town, this senior official's wife will not see much. Take a look at yourself.

She feels a little unwilling. Is she a choice for her background?

Who doesn't want to be born with a golden spoon, but she was born in an ordinary worker's family, but she also made a **** road with her own efforts, didn't she? Why can't these people look at her, she is good enough.

Han Ping chatted with Zhong Qi again, and felt that this girl had good looks, knowledge, and conversation. It was from this background, the merchant's family, it was indeed a little bit worse.

If this girl is from the same background as Tan Shuyi, she would think she fits them well with Ji'an.

Han Ping went to another place for a while, and finally returned to Tang Ji'an's office.

She whispered: "Does your procuratorate have no girl at the right age for you?"

Tang Ji'an didn't look up, "No."

Han Ping leaned over to him and reached out and nodded his head: "Smelly boy, I'm talking to you, why don't you even look at me?"

Han Ping is sixty-one years old, her youngest son is a decade older than Tang Ji'an, and her eldest grandson is already in college.

To Tang Ji'an, there is always a feeling of getting a child through old age. Although it is just an aunt, because the child has not had a mother since he was young, and has not been seen by his father, she has more affection.