President, go away!

Then she directly invited Shen Qingqing into the house and asked Shen Qingqing to help her choose clothes. Because it snowed all night last night, Shen Qingqing suggested that she wear a black coat.

For breakfast, they came to Laoliji steamed stuffed bun shop in the north of the city. This steamed stuffed bun shop has a history of nearly 100 years in Tongcheng, which can be regarded as the symbol of Tongcheng.

They came after the morning rush hour, so there were a lot fewer people in the store.

Shen Qingqing asked the boss to bring two cages of steamed stuffed buns and two bowls of eight treasure porridge.

"Try it, Mrs. CEO. The steamed stuffed bun here is very good!" Shen Qingqing gave the eight treasure porridge to Mrs. CEO, smiled, and then moved the steamed stuffed bun in front of her.

The CEO\'s wife took a bite, and she was very happy. She thumbed up and lamented the charm of Chinese food. In foreign countries, their perennial breakfast is bread and milk, which has never been so rich.

"I\'m afraid you can\'t eat spicy. If you can eat spicy, you can take you to try beef noodles!" Shen Qingqing smiled. The spoon in her hand kept stirring the eight treasure porridge in the bowl. Looking at the small steamed bun in the steamer, she suddenly thought of Ou Qing.

It seems that he has been angry for several days since he left that day. I don\'t know how he is?

Forget it, forget it, it\'s good, it\'s good!

Rao saw her mind. The CEO\'s wife looked at her and said, "Miss Shen is thinking of her sweetheart?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingqing couldn\'t help smiling bitterly, sweetheart?

She\'s not qualified!

"No, madam, you misunderstood. I have no sweetheart!"

"No? How could it be?" the CEO\'s wife smiled, but then she said, "but yes, a beautiful and intelligent woman like you is usually someone else\'s sweetheart!"

Shen Qingqing didn\'t answer. She ate a steamed stuffed bun and answered after a long time. "Sometimes it\'s not necessarily a good thing to be someone else\'s sweetheart!"

Before the CEO\'s wife asked, Shen Qingqing opened her mouth and interrupted her, "madam, we\'ll go to the master to measure the size in a minute!"

"Can you ask the master to do it as soon as possible?" the executive director\'s wife saw that Shen Qingqing didn\'t want to talk about this problem. She opened her mouth and stopped.

Shen Qingqing frowned slightly. Although she didn\'t understand her intention, she agreed, "I can talk to the teacher, but I can\'t guarantee it. After all, the teacher is old!"

"Good!" the CEO\'s wife should answer, "Miss Shen, I\'ll hold a charity dinner in Tongcheng next week. I hope you\'ll be honored at that time!"

"That\'s nature!" Shen Qingqing smiled.

After breakfast, Shen Qingqing took the CEO\'s wife to the old tailor to measure the size. At that time, she knew that the CEO\'s wife wanted to wear this cheongsam at the charity dinner, but the old tailor was also a strange old man. She didn\'t promise her, and she didn\'t insist.

However, after she sent the CEO\'s wife back to the hotel, she went back to the tailor\'s shop and begged the old tailor. The old tailor saw that she was sincere and had watched the girl grow up for so many years.

When Shen Qingqing returned to the Shen family\'s old house, it was already evening. As soon as she entered the house, she heard Ou Qing\'s voice——