its 053: help

Sitting in front of the computer and browsing the fighting webpage, Gong Ping couldn't help thinking of Yu Qianyu's craftsmanship last night. Thinking of the smell, he couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter, sad face?" Wen Yating looked over from the opposite side and asked with a smile on her face.

"Don't mention it, I didn't eat well last night, and I didn't eat enough this morning." Gong Ping sighed. Last night, all the dishes made by Yu Qianyu were poured out by him, and then he cooked again. As a result, this morning's food storage was seriously occupied, so he could only eat half full.

"It's so pitiful for people without a wife." Wen Yating sighed. Can't men learn to cook by themselves?

"People who often eat in hotels are not qualified to talk about me." Gong Ping smiled at her.

"Are you jealous that I went out with Lao Mu yesterday?" Wen Yating smiled ambiguously at the palace, "I can't help it. You know, some occasions are not suitable for male secretaries."

"Don't think wrong." Gong Ping waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in this kind of thing. I'm going to ask you to blow in Mushan's ear. Don't take me to this kind of social thing in the future. As a secretary, it's good to do desk work."

"Isn't that a big deal?" Wen Yating shook her head and said, "You are so good at interpersonal relationships. If you only do desk work, it's really a waste."

Gong Ping waved his hand repeatedly: "Can I beg you to do it? I just want to have some quiet time and do something for myself.

"Hey, what do you usually do? Let's talk about it." Wen Yating suddenly became energetic, and her eyes flashed.

"It's nothing." Gong Ping said slowly, "It's just watching TV at home, surfing the Internet, exercising by the way."

"A otaku." Wen Yating smiled.

"Yes." Gong Ping nodded, "A otaku." Then he asked in a low voice, "How's your business going?"

"It's a secret." Wen Yating smiled and turned to look at her shopping network.

"I should see Huang Jing." Gong Ping thought in his heart, and at the same time, a bold idea gradually came to his mind.

After work, I didn't dare to go anywhere else. I hurried home first. I opened the door and saw that Yu Qianyu was chatting about MSN on the Internet. Seeing him coming back, he immediately shouted, "I'm starving to death. Go and cook!"

"Am I your babysitter?" Gong Ping sighed softly, and Yu Qianyu smiled and said, "Who wants you to take me in? Just think of me as a pet. Since you are willing to raise it, you have to feed me.

"Okay, I'll take you as a pet." As Gong Ping said, he rolled his arms and walked to Yu Qianyu: "Pets have to be washed frequently, otherwise it is easy to grow fleas. Come on, master, I'll take you to take a shower first!"

Seeing that he came aggressively, Yu Qianyu screamed in horror and immediately escaped. Gong Ping chased him with a ferocious smile and shouted, "What, how dare you not listen to your master? It seems that it won't work if I don't beat you up.

"I beg you, I admit that I can't fight you?" Yu Qianyu had to forgive: "I'm wrong. I'm not right. I'm guilty. I'm a big bad guy. Are you a big guy?"

"What is a big egg?" Gong Ping learned from Yu Qianyu, rolled his eyes, and then turned his head to look at the computer. Yu Qianyu has a lot of friends on MSN, but they are basically English names. It seems that she is her classmates and friends in the United States.

"If you have time to chat, why don't you help me clean up the house?" Gong Ping snorted.

"Big boss, I can't do this kind of work." Yu Qianyu sighed helplessly and spread out his hands: "I think if I do a job that I don't know, maybe I will become self-defeating. You don't want to see the basin fall to the ground, the computer soaked in water, and there are more holes in the sheets, do you?

"It's really a young lady." Gong Ping sighed and stuffed the dishes at the door into the refrigerator, then cooked in person, and cooked two dishes. As soon as the food was served, Yu Qianyu immediately rushed up and ate a bowl. Gong Ping knocked on the table and said, "I said, this table is mine, the rice is mine, and the dish is mine. The stool under your buttocks is also mine. As a guest in my house, you have to look like a guest, right? Give me a bowl first.

"Yes, Lord Gong." Yu Qianyu squeezed his throat and saluted, filled Gong Ping with a large bowl of rice, and respectfully put it in front of the palace plane: "Please, please don't swallow it. If you swallow it to death, I will cry."

"You can't run away even if I die." Gong Ping looked at Yu Qianyu and smiled, "Do you know why I know what your uncle looks like?"

"Why?" Yu Qianyu's eyes lit up. She was really curious about this.

"Because I can be psychic." Gong Ping deliberately put on a gloomy expression, "The white ghosts you can't see in the dark. They all obey me. They will do whatever I want them to do. If I die, I will become the king of them, haunting the people who killed me all my life!"

His gloomy expression made Yu Qianyu tremble with fear. He sat down on the stool and said half a day later, "I... I won't hurt you..."

"That's good." Gong Ping smiled loudly, picked up his rice bowl and began to eat.

After dinner, he told Yu Qianyu to stay at home. No matter who knocked on the door, he called Qiu Hua first. After making sure that Mu Shan was not there and Huang Jing did not go out, he came to Mu Shan's house. Shortly after ringing the doorbell, Qiu Hua greeted him in person and said to him, "Ms. Huang is waiting for you in the study on the second floor. I'll take you up."

When she came to Huang Jing's study on the second floor, Huang Jing was sitting by the window reading a book. When she saw Gong Ping coming in, she smiled and closed the book: "What, our celebrity is free to see me?"

"Don't be kidding." Gong Ping smiled and sat down on a chair casually. Qiu Hua wisely helped them close the door of the study.

"What kind of celebrity am I?" Gong Ping said.

"President Mu's big secretary, male secretary." Huang Jing deliberately dragged the man's handwriting very long, "This is really strange. You should know that few bosses can use male secretaries because they are not fully functional.

This joke made Gong Ping couldn't help laughing and shaking his head: "How is your cooperation with Wen Yating? Have you made any progress?" At this time, Yunzhi flew over and massaged Huang Jing. Gong Ping deliberately stared at Huang Jing's bad luck, and at this time, he found that his luck had become the image of Mu Shan.

"What a convenient ability." He thought to himself, "It's a pity that he hasn't reached the strongest yet."

"Yes." Huang Jing nodded, "Wen Yating is more useful than I thought. She is a smart woman, and it is a pleasure to cooperate with such a smart person. I think... It won't take long. Maybe in about half a month, Mu Shan will suffer the biggest blow in his life.

"That's great." Gong Ping took a long breath. Hurry up. When your business is over, I can leave."

"Leave?" Huang Jing was stunned, "Where are you going? Don't you want to help me? Last time we agreed..."

"We haven't said anything." Gong Ping said calmly, "But don't worry, I'm actually willing to do something for you."

"So what does it mean to leave?"

"I have something to do." Gong Ping said, "One thing that may scratch my head and may waste a lot of my time."

"Can you reveal what kind of thing it is?"

"Of course." Gong Ping smiled and said, "And to be honest, Sister Jing, I have to ask you for help on this matter."

A "Sister Jing" made Huang Jing's slightly squinting eyes beat violently, which may have something to do with Gong Ping's luck pressing her hard. In a word, she felt that a soft place in her heart had been touched.

"What's the busty?" She said almost without thinking, "I will try my best to help."

"It's a little troublesome to talk about this." Gong Ping thought about it for a moment, but he still didn't know where to start. After thinking for a while, he said, "I have a friend. Because I was not satisfied with the marriage arranged for her by her grandfather, he escaped from home and now lives in my house. My family... is an embarrassing topic - I'm afraid it's only half the size of your study. The living room, bedroom and study are all together, and she is a girl. It's too inconvenient.

"Girl?" Huang Jing smiled, and the smile was very ambiguous. What's the inconvenience? Why don't you sleep together in **?

"Don't be kidding." Gong Ping smiled awkwardly, "My friend is a little special."

"Special? Why is it special?" Huang Jing asked with a smile, thinking about that aspect.

"Actually, she has nothing." Gong Ping smiled, "It's just that her grandfather's identity is very special, especially for people like me. It's impossible for anything to happen to her."

"Oh?" Huang Jing raised her chin with her hand, "Her grandfather? What kind of person is that?"

"You know it."

"Do I know him?" Hearing this, Huang Jing was somewhat surprised. Who is it?"

"Cung Guotao." Gong Ping looked at Huang Jing and slowly said the name. As he expected, Huang Jing was stunned at first and then asked, "Who?"

When Gong Ping repeated the name, Huang Jing stood up and looked at Gong Ping with excitement in his eyes.

"You're not kidding me, are you?" Her voice also trembled a little.

"Sister Jing, how can I make such a joke?" Gong Ping sighed, "That's why I said that she is a little special. You see, this is a difficult thing to do, but I have to do it. Who makes her my friend?

"Wait." Huang Jing made a stop gesture, "Are you sure she is Cheng Guotao's granddaughter? As far as I know, Cheng Guotao's eldest son and family of three were killed in the air crash, and his second son set up a business and had no fertility at all..."

"Her surname is Yu, her mother's surname, and she is the illegitimate daughter of Cheng Anbang." Gong Ping said slowly, "When she was five years old, she was picked up by Cheng Guotao and began to carry out elite education. After Cheng Anbang's death four years ago, Cheng Guotao sent her to the United States to study economics, management and other studies."

"Oh, my God." Huang Jing slowly sat down and said, "Does this old man want to cultivate this granddaughter to be his successor?"