The staff is kind and seductive: "If Miss Tang is interested, you can sign up now, as long as you fill out this application form, and then the country will be responsible for the birth of the child." ”

  "Who said I was interested?" Tang Zhou immediately put the leaflet on the table mercilessly, and pushed it to Leng Shenmo's side in disgust.

  Leng Shenmo looked very interested, and said to the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau: "Let's discuss it when we go back." ”

  "We will leave the form first, if you are interested later, you can send the completed form to the Civil Affairs Bureau, the country not only guarantees the birth, but also has a new policy, every child is rewarded with 100,000 yuan, the two of them are naturally not bad money, but they also hope to contribute to the increase of the country's population, so I will not disturb the two of them to continue to eat."

  The staff is super polite, as if the purpose of coming here today is not a home visit at all, but a birth.

  After the two staff members left, Leng Shenmo was still reading the leaflet, and Tang Zhou couldn't help but snort coldly: "What, are you interested?" ”

  "When I'm older, I really want to have children, and my friends around me have children, and there is more than one." The cold ink watched while eating.

  Tang Zhou: "You're only twenty-nine this year, right?" You're old, how can you let people over thirty live? ”

  Leng Shen Mo lifted his eyes, glanced at him, and smiled: "I'm also very patriotic, do you want to try?" ”

  "Try your sister, if you want to try it yourself, I'm not interested."

  Tang Zhou put on a look of no interest at all, after breakfast, he went out for a walk, he loved to wander, and ran directly to Ye Junqing's villa, at this moment Ye Junqing was also receiving a home visit from the Civil Affairs Bureau, and he also received leaflets and application forms.

  After waiting for the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau to leave, Tang Zhou immediately picked up the application report on the table: "Brother Qing, are you doing this or not?" Don't just take it to Weibo to publicize it, the country's aging population is so serious, we must publicize it more! ”

  "Who said I don't want it, put it down." Don't have a little fishtail to give birth to a child by yourself, don't have a little fishtail to bear the pain of ten months of pregnancy, Ye Junqing is not only interested, but also wants to sign up.

  "Then you asked me to take it and copy the form, the Civil Affairs Bureau went too far, and only gave you the form, but didn't give it to me! By the way, what about my first love fish sister-in-law? ”

  "Remove the first few words of my sister-in-law, her first love is not you, and your first love is not her."

  Ye Junqing glanced at him coldly, and threw out another sentence: "How can you get up so early?" ”

  That also seems to be too useless!

  As soon as the words fell, a girl rushed down the stairs, carrying a handbag and shouting: "Ahhh......hh Why didn't anyone wake me up, I'm going to be late for work. ”

  Today is the first day that the presidential press and public relations team moved into the presidential office, how can she be late, she has never been to the presidential office, she feels tall when she thinks about it, the night starlight looks at the time, and she can't even take care of the time to eat, so she has to rush out.

  Yejun frowned: "Come over for breakfast, I'll send you after eating." ”

  "It's too late, it's too late, I go to work at half past eight, and I don't know if there will be traffic jams on the road for half an hour."

  "Little Starlight, I'll send you, with my driving skills, even if it's a traffic jam, I can deliver you on time." Tang Zhou is positive, being able to send the mermaid's sister-in-law to work is simply a blessing from the ancestors and the cultivation of the previous life.

  As soon as Tang Zhou was about to get up, a big palm pressed him back into his position, and Ye Junqing threw the form to him: "Take it and copy it." ”

  His woman, when will it be someone else's turn to send?