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With the changing of the seasons, the year has come to the end of the year.

At the end of each year, Zhou organizes a family banquet for employees. Each employee can bring a family member to attend, watch the stage performance during the day, and everyone gathers for a dinner at night. The company will also prepare a lot of big prizes at home banquets, play games and draw a prize to give out benefits.

In previous years, Zhou Zhenyue would only come out at the end of the dinner to say a few summaries, but this year, she followed everyone on the bus to the performance venue from 9 o'clock in the morning.

Because the executives of the board of directors generally do not participate in this link, the people who bought the event did not prepare a special bus. Zhou Zhenyue could only pick one to sit with the employees.

In the bus of the marketing department, many people are children, and there is a lot of noise in the car. Although Fu Qian is about the same age as Zhou Zhenyue, but the child is already five years old, she wants to tell Song Jie the number, so she asks Mu Xueyi to help her bring the child.

The child is real skin, yelling to drink yogurt, spit out a sip, and deliberately vomited on the car seat cushion. Mu Xueyi didn't pay attention, so he took another mouthful of milk and vomited out to Xue Xiaobai in the back row.

Mu Xueyi hurriedly took out the napkin and handed it out: "Director Xue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Xue Xiaobai was not angry, and smiled: "It's okay, kids, it's normal to be naughty at all."

When Mu Xueyi saw that he was okay, she turned her attention to the little boy again.

Xue Xiaobai lay on the back of the chair in front, looked at Mu Xueyi who was taking care of the child, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Mu, do you want to have a boy or a girl in the future?"

Mu Xueyi didn't listen to him carefully, and replied casually: "It's all right."

Xue Xiaobai sighed: "How can it work? Of course it's better to give birth to a boy. Boys can be passed down from generation to generation."

Although Mu Xueyi didn't agree with this statement, it didn't matter to her how Xue Xiaobai thought, so he gave a perfunctory hum.

Xue Xiaobai smiled more cheerfully.

In his opinion, Mu Xueyi is willing to discuss with him whether he will have a boy or a girl in the future, and he must have liked him a long time ago, but he has a thin skin and refuses to confess.

The head nodded, Fu Qian took her son back, and the bus was about to leave.

Mu Xueyi is the lowest rank in the department, so everyone else is sitting in the front, she is sitting in the last row alone. Xue Xiaobai turned around and asked if she wanted to sit with her, but she politely refused.

The child just quarreled her up to the top and two, and she was still clean by herself.

When the car was full of noisiness, someone outside suddenly knocked on the closed car door.

The driver's master opened the door and saw Xiao Ai walking up quickly with two bags, pressing his hand on the people in the car and signalling that they are all quiet.

Within two seconds, Zhou Zhenyue slowly walked up.

For a while, everyone was silent for an instant, except for those children who could not understand interpersonal relationships.

The people who were already seated hurriedly stood up with their hands and feet in a panic, bowing their heads to Zhou Zhenyue and saying hello: "Hello, Mr. Zhou!"

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