The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 22.022

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The memory is sorted forward, and there is a deliberately forgotten detail resurfaced in my mind.

It was at the age of twenty-five. Due to the policy change, the development of the group was a little sluggish, the earnings report did not satisfy the shareholders, and the stock fell a lot.

After several years of hard work, Jiang Mingyuan has also gained a reputation abroad and is known as the most capable young entrepreneur in the contemporary era.

The money allocated to the hands has not risen, and the attitude of shareholders who originally supported those "elders" has begun to become ambiguous, saying that the Jiang family group might be more appropriate for the Jiang family to take care of it.

The "elders" whose interests are threatened certainly cannot tolerate someone threatening their status, let alone someone they have always looked down upon. Because of fear and jealousy, their targeting of Jiang Mingyuan has become more crazy and unscrupulous.

Jiang Mingyuan’s own company was suppressed, the monitor was put on where he lived, the brakes of the car were out of control, and he would run into drunk drivers when he walked.

His fate was big. He did not "die by fate" as they expected. Instead, he made the company bigger. Even in a direct confrontation with the Jiang family, he did not lose sight of it. He also found evidence and sent several old men. The descendants of the guys go to jail.

Jiang Mingyuan's tough counterattack awakened them. The person in front of them was no longer the one who let them squash and round and could not resist. They changed to a more "gentle" method and took the initiative to get close to him in various social situations. He expressed his friendship and invited him to a gathering of some business leaders, saying that Jiang will definitely need him to control him in the future.

Jiang Mingyuan knows that those people are not at ease, but he needs these opportunities, and he basically doesn't refuse those invitations.

Every time I participate in an event, in addition to developing my own connections and business, there are also women of all kinds.

This kind of women who accompany wine in public or private gatherings is almost a public "hidden rule." Jiang Mingyuan will not have any further relationships with them, nor will he pretend to be upright and reject others. Since then, there have been more scandals related to him. Today, he said he opened a house with someone, and tomorrow he will have a hot fight with another model. There are even two actresses who are jealous for him on social media.

These messy news won't have any effect on him. Jiang Mingyuan didn't care about it. Probably his silence gave the group of people confidence and made them bolder.

In an event, he drank the wine that was fortified.

He was young at the time, and his momentary vigor made him relax his vigilance. When he was half-forced to the room, Jiang Mingyuan had only endless regrets in his heart.

That night, he hugged a girl, and nothing happened the next day.

He only found out after the fact that those people who initially arranged to "accompany" him were an AIDS patient, and they also specifically explained that the more intense the better, it is best to make some wounds. The person they found still had a bit of conscience, but at the last minute he regretted it. The middleman was reluctant to bear the huge sum of money, and found another girl to replace him, letting him escape.

Jiang Mingyuan was both fortunate and afraid. After this incident, he acted a lot more cautiously, and was never found by those people. A year later, he regained his position, and the group of "elders" continued to enter because of economic crimes. After being in prison, it is unlikely that the wife will come out in this life.

He never let go of the people who participated in this incident. There are only two exceptions. One is the last regret, and the other is the woman who had spent the night with him. Jiang Mingyuan asked him to check that there was no problem, and gave me something. The money is gone.

Jiang Mingyuan inherited his father’s character and was not keen on sex. When he was a boy, he even joined in to talk about a few girlfriends. After the death of his eighteen-year-old father, all his energy was spent on his career, which actually happened. There is only one woman in relationship.

The child in the photo looks about three or four years old. If it was really that time, the time would be right.

He frowned and stared at the photo on the phone, thought about it, and sent a message to Li Kang: [Where did you get this person? 】

As soon as Li Kang was still at home wondering how to find out the matter quietly, and then told the boss to make some benefits, he received another news from the boss. He turned over and got up from the bed and watched the news split. mouth.

I used to pretend not to care, but now it's exposed, right? He was proud of his heart, but did not dare to delay his hand movements, and Jiang Mingyuan received a reply within a short while.

[Li Kangyi: At a barbecue stall in the night market at No. 65 Changning Street, I should be four years old this year. His mother is the owner of the stall, and the things she cooks are delicious and beautiful, and she seems to be a bit famous recently. 】

[Li Kangyi: Boss, I have a photo of the stall owner, do you want it? 】

He was afraid that Jiang Mingyuan's women had forgotten what they looked like too much, so he added a special sentence.

Jiang Mingyuan really didn't remember Cheng Huan's appearance. That night, he was unconscious and his medicine diminished, so he was busy dealing with this secret calculation. When he was finished, Zhou Hengyuan had already sent him away.

[Jiang Mingyuan: Yes. 】

As soon as Li Kang moved quickly, he received the reply and posted the photo he had prepared. Some basic information of Cheng Huan, such as his name and age, were attached to the photo.

Because the live broadcast was famous before, many customers would more or less ask about her situation when they went to the barbecue. Several former classmates of the original owner also stood up and said that they knew her, so now we need to find the information of Cheng Huan and Not difficult.

However, these materials are limited to the simplest ones, and the deeper ones are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Jiang Mingyuan received the photo and turned to contact another person.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silly: "Yeah, what makes you, a busy person, think of me?"

Jiang Mingyuan didn't waste time with him, and said straightforwardly: "The girl who was in Yicheng five years ago, remember?"

"How did you think of her?" Although it was a long time ago, Zhou Hengyuan immediately reflected who he was talking about. After all, he had known Jiang Mingyuan for so many years. It was the first and only time he saw a friend so embarrassed: "Why, after a few years, you find that they are getting better and you can't live without?"

Jiang Mingyuan ignored his jokes. His friend has always been rude, but one can believe: "Do you remember her name?"

"You don't even remember this thing. I just met someone." Zhou Hengyuan asked lazily: "What are you asking about this for?"

"Something happened." Jiang Mingyuan didn't elaborate: "The money you gave her back then should have a name, right?"

"Yes, yes." Since his friend asked, Zhou Hengyuan would not help this little favor. He went to the study and turned on the computer, and said to the person on the other side: "Wait and I will check."

The incident was less than five years away. Zhou Hengyuan looked for it and finally found this one in the running water for a few months.

"I found it, called Cheng Huan, He Chengcheng, happy Huan."

Hearing the name his friend said, Jiang Mingyuan tightened his hand slightly. Some guesses in his heart made him feel difficult to breathe. He pressed his throat and reluctantly said, "Okay, I know, thank you."

"Which one of us and whom, as long as you tell me what you can do with this person." Zhou Hengyuan still didn't give up.

"I have something else to do, I'm hung up."

……

On the other hand, Cheng Huan didn’t know that someone had fallen in love with her son. Huan didn't intend to intervene between the male and female protagonists, and never expected that the male protagonist would know their existence through other channels.

The barbecue business is the best in summer. The colder the weather, the fewer people are willing to come out to eat at night.

Because the business is booming, Cheng Huan’s money has almost been saved, and the renting of the storefront is also on the agenda. In her plan, the storefront should be bigger, and then you can do other business besides barbecue. .

For example, sheep scorpion hot pot or something, the cold and windy winter, it is perfect to eat delicious and heart-warming hot pot.

Finding a storefront is more troublesome than finding a place to set up a stall. Cheng Huan looked at it for several days and didn't see a suitable one. She was not in a hurry. She entrusted an intermediary to pay attention and continued to immerse herself in the joy of making money.

The weather is getting colder, and the stars have been in school for a month, and it is also the first holiday of a student's career-Mid-Autumn Festival + National Day eight-day holiday!

This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival falls on September 30, and the next day is National Day. For Chinese people, festivals are always related to food.

Cheng Huan lived with her grandfather when she was a child, and the grandfather and grandson always made their own snacks during the festival. The traditional snacks were mostly time-consuming and laborious, and she would be annoyed every time she did it. But when I grew up, those days when I prepared festive food with my grandfather became cherished memories, and were taken out again and again during the occasional sleepless night.

Cheng Huan has experienced this, and hopes that the stars have some memories worthy of nostalgia. She wasn't going to make those troublesome things, after all, the snacks she liked when she was a teenager didn't taste very good according to the current point of view.

Cheng Huan intends to make fresh meat moon cakes, which are a kind of Soviet-style moon cakes. The fresh meat moon cakes are golden brown, crispy and powdery, and the moon cakes are slowed by the gravy during the baking process. Slowly soaked, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside when it is eaten. It is salty and sweet. It can be called a must.

Xingxing is very enthusiastic about his mother's proposal to make mooncakes together. In his opinion, anything that can be done with his mother is very interesting, such as brushing teeth, such as school games, and cooking.

Xingxing is young, and the kindergarten is afraid of not digesting it and not supplying mooncakes. The little guy is very curious about the taste of mooncakes and asks when he goes to bed at night.

"I'll know when it's done." Cheng Huan came back early today, after nine o'clock, and it was just ten o'clock after returning home to take a shower.

However, this time has passed the time of star rest. Seeing the little guy still chattering, Cheng Huan took him over, patted his back, and demanded: "Stop talking, sleep."

"Okay." The star was held in his arms and closed his eyes obediently.

Cheng Huan also intends to take a day off on such an important holiday as the Mid-Autumn Festival. Before going to bed, she turned off the alarm clock, thinking that it would be okay to get up later tomorrow.

Probably because of the relaxation of energy, Cheng Huan fell asleep very deeply. When he woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

The curtain was opened a little bit, revealing a gleam of light, and the stars were standing by the bed, hands still on her arms.

Seeing his mother opened his eyes, the little guy withdrew his hand and urged: "Mom, get up, let's make moon cakes!"

Cheng Huan gave a "huh", turned his head and looked at the room. The sun in the dim room was particularly dazzling. Cheng Huan frowned, covered his eyes with his hands, and directed his son: "Help me draw the curtains up. ."

"Okay." The stars bounced around to draw the curtains, tugged several times and finally let the two sides meet. After doing this, he returned to the bed, and Cheng Huan said hello: "Mom, I will go outside and wait for you. Get up quickly."

"Got it..." Cheng Huan lay on the bed, her eyes closed again.

After the stars went out, Cheng Huan lay down on the bed again, and finally awake completely next time she woke up.

She quickly put on her clothes, went out to find the circle, and saw the stars playing in the study. The little guy dressed herself today. Except for the wrinkled top, everything else looked decent.

"Sorry, baby, mom gets up late." Cheng Huan tidied up the little guy's clothes, wanted to give a good morning kiss and remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth, so he stood up and said hurriedly: "You are hungry. I'll brush my teeth and make some food later."

"I'm not hungry." The stars followed, Cheng Huan brushed her teeth and he said next to him: "Mom, I ate this morning and it was given by Sister Xiaojin. I still brushed my teeth. I will send some brushes..."

He stared at Cheng Huan, like a young adult: "Mom, you are so busy, it's normal to sleep more."

Cheng Huan was holding a toothbrush and couldn't talk very much. She smiled and rubbed the little guy's hair with her other hand, feeling that the son was well raised.

Since the stars are not hungry, Cheng Huan is not in a hurry. She leisurely solves the personal hygiene problem, puts a bowl of noodles on herself, and puts on a beautiful makeup after eating, and then she goes out with the stars.

Because of the festivals, there are so many people in the supermarket, and walking is almost crowded. Cheng Huan held the stars tightly and took him to buy the ingredients needed for moon cakes.

Xingxing is very curious about many things. He has to stop for a while after walking two steps. Cheng Huan doesn't urge him, he just waits by the side when he looks at it.

It took nearly an hour for the mother and the son to get out of the supermarket. When they came out, the shopping cart was full. Only a small part of them were ingredients. The others were books and toys of stars. The stars also held a doll in their hands. Facing Cheng Huan, he pointed to the blonde and big breasted doll inside and said to her: "Mom, this one looks very much like you!"

Cheng Huan twitched the corners of her mouth. She didn't understand her son's eyes. She pulled the things over and threw them in the cart: "It's not like it at all."

"It's very similar!" The little guy was not convinced, and stretched out his hands again. Cheng Huan was afraid that he would have to stop when he wrestled. The star stood on tiptoe, and took the doll in his hand again. He wrapped the package Pointing to the baby's face, he said to Cheng Huan: "Look, mom, its eyes are as big as yours."

"Really..."

"Well, that's right!" The star nodded solemnly: "I want to put it on the bed, and I won't be afraid if my mother is gone in the future!"

In a car on the side of the road, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the mother and son who were going away.

He watched for a long time, until the two figures disappeared around the corner.

The assistant in the passenger seat turned around and called; "Boss."

Jiang Mingyuan retracted his gaze, pinched his eyebrows, and asked tiredly: "How about the project in Ping'an Village?"

The project of Ping An Village was decided by Jiang Mingyuan. He has a lot of things, and this is not a big project. After confirming it, he didn't bother much.

The assistant was a little surprised how the boss suddenly became interested in Ping An Murakami. Fortunately, he did a good job with his homework, and quickly found out the progress of the project in his mind.

"We have communicated with the government, and we will prepare to negotiate with residents in October."

"Yeah." Jiang Mingyuan looked out the window, with an unclear expression: "Progress faster."

"Okay."