Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

After she left the office, she saw many people in the office looking at her, but she was used to this situation, so she walked towards her desk calmly.

When she walked to her desk, she saw Wang Jiajia looking at her with eyes full of curiosity, which made her lose her temper.

So she directly told Wang Jiajia about the visiting group.

Wang Jiajia frowned involuntarily after listening to Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she asked Shi Qinghuan: "Can you postpone the work of receiving the visiting group?"

"Why did you push it?"

"Because a visiting group came to visit us last year, and I heard that there were a lot of troubles."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know the specifics, because I didn't come here to work at that time, but if I go and ask around, I can find out something. I'll help you find out later."

"No need, that's it."

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen then?"

"I'm just a little shrimp. Even if something happens, it's not my fault."

"Then you have to be more careful tomorrow and don't get plotted by others."

"Don't worry, I'm not easily plotted."

Wang Jiajia finally felt less worried after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words. Then she saw Shi Qinghuan starting to work, and she also picked up her pen and started working.

When Shi Qinghuan returned home from get off work at around five o'clock in the evening, she saw that Mu Fusheng had not come back. She was immediately worried about Mu Fusheng's health.

So she decided to deliver dinner to Mu Fusheng, just in time to deliver the chicken soup she made for lunch to Mu Fusheng. There was nothing more comfortable than drinking a bowl of steaming chicken soup on a winter night.

She did as she said. After finishing her dinner quickly, she took out the chicken soup from the cupboard to heat it. Then she took out a few steamed buns from the space and put them into oil paper bags and wrapped them, planning to take them to Mu Fusheng later. Eat chicken soup.

After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan saw that the chicken soup was hot, so she put the hot chicken soup into a thermos pot, and then she took the thermos pot and steamed buns and went out to find Mu Fusheng.

When he came to the door of Mu Fusheng's office, he saw the lights in the office were brightly lit, and the sounds of conversations could be heard from time to time. It seemed that Mu Fusheng was really busy. She didn't know whether to send the chicken soup in or just go straight to the original place. Road back.

"Sister Huanhuan, why are you here?" Zhang Changliang said to Shi Qinghuan immediately when he saw him.

"I'm here to deliver food."

"That's just right, Brother Mu hasn't eaten yet."

"Will it bother you?"

"No, there is still time for a meal."

After hearing what Zhang Changliang said, Shi Qinghuan thought for a moment and decided to ask Zhang Changliang to help her bring the rice to Mu Fusheng, so she handed the thermos pot and oil paper bag she was carrying to Zhang Changliang and said, "Please, please Help me give the meal to my brother."

"You're not going in?"

"I won't go in. You ask my brother to go home and rest early."

"Okay." After Zhang Changliang finished speaking, he reached out and took the thermos jug and oil paper bag handed to him by Shi Qinghuan. Then he watched Shi Qinghuan leave before walking towards the office with the thermos jug and oil paper bag.

After he entered the office, he placed the thermos bottle and oil paper bag he was carrying on Mu Fusheng's desk, and then said to Mu Fusheng, "Sister Huanhuan brought this to you."