The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 73.073
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Jiang Mingyuan looked at the disaster not far away and said to his son: "This is not money, but it contains money."
"How can it be possible to put money in it?" The star broke the card and couldn't find any gaps, so he was even more suspicious.
"It's not that there is money in it..." Because of the children's suspicion, Jiang Mingyuan had to explain to him in detail how the small card contained money.
The star can't understand it, but knows that Dad didn't lie to him, so the little card that was originally not valued became his new favorite. The star stared at this card as if he saw a new toy on it. Shadow, he finished reading, and returned the card to Cheng Huan: "Mom, hold it for me."
Walking around, finally Gu Mingli's meeting gift for Xingxing arrived at Cheng Huan's hand again, she put the bank card in, and agreed to buy Xingxing new toys, and started rushing people.
Xingxing and Dad slept for two nights. He accepted sleeping with Dad well. When he saw his mother urging him, he consciously took Dad’s hand.
The father and son walked into the elevator, and the stars still took him to whisper: "Dad, am I great today?"
Jiang Mingyuan bowed his head and looked at each other with his son, and was slightly silent. When the elevator opened, he gave a low hmm.
"Then we won't let my mother know tomorrow!" The little guy clenched a fist and asked, "When will the glitter arrive?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"Did I give it to my mother?"
"No." Jiang Mingyuan glanced at his son, found a change of pajamas, and went in to fill the bathtub with water.
"Why?!" The star followed, stomping away: "I chose that!"
Jiang Mingyuan reached out to test the temperature of the water, while dealing with his son: "Because I paid for it."
When it comes to money, the little guy is full of confidence. He raised his hand, lay on his father's back, hugged his neck and snorted, "I have money too."
Jiang Mingyuan hummed, helped the star to hug him aside, feeling that he and the child are so naive, so he relaxed and said: "Next time you will count."
"But I like that glitter."
"You can buy the same glitter next time." Jiang Mingyuan proposed.
This idea was recognized by the stars. The little guy thought about it and thought it was true, so he stopped making trouble, and obediently cooperated with his father to take off his clothes and dive into the bathtub with water.
Jiang Mingyuan’s bathtub is big for swimming without drowning people. The stars pinch the hot pepper chicken in the water to play and fascinate, so the bathing time is postponed indefinitely. Jiang Mingyuan had been staring at the side, trying the water temperature from time to time, and felt that the water temperature was a little low, so he forcibly took the children out, put them under the shower and washed them again, dried their bodies, put on pajamas, and carried them out.
The star didn’t want to go to bed after taking a shower. He was put on the bed and rolled twice. He moved to the bed and picked up a picture book on the cupboard to see that there is heating in the apartment, and he is not afraid of freezing in his pajamas, Jiang Mingyuan There was nothing to worry about, so I told him not to go out and went in and took a shower by myself.
He took a bath very quickly. When he came out, the stars were still asleep. The little guy sat cross-legged on the bed with a picture book on his lap, reading and laughing.
Jiang Mingyuan dried his hair, walked over and lifted the quilt, asking him to come to sleep.
"Wait a while." The star lowered his head and said, his eyes still fixed on the book. He turned two pages, and after reading what he wanted to know, he put the book aside contentedly and rolled in by himself. In the bed, he actively asked: "Dad, I don't want you to tell stories."
"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan is really not good at telling stories. He was relieved when he said that. He tucked the quilt and took two pictures outside: "Go to sleep."
"Well, good night, Dad."
"Good night." Jiang Mingyuan kissed his forehead and asked in a low voice: "Will you go to the company with dad tomorrow?"
The little guy closed his eyes and shook his head, clenched his fist to his mouth, and fell asleep soon.
……
The next day, Jiang Mingyuan went to work by himself again. Not long after he arrived at the company, he received a call from Gu Mingli.
Gu Mingli was delivering news for Jiang Xudong, saying that he would go abroad to help him take care of the shipping business.
Jiang Mingyuan was not surprised when he heard it. He set a time for Jiang Xudong to come over at that time, put down the phone, and contacted the lawyer again so that he could prepare the materials he needed.
The appointment with Jiang Xudong was three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and the other party came half an hour earlier. When Jiang Mingyuan returned from inspecting the branch, he heard that the other party had arrived.
Jiang Xudong sat in the reception room on the top floor, and looked at the decorations in the room with infinite emotion in his heart.
A few years ago, he had the final say here, so that Jiang Mingyuan could wait here for a day without giving him a glass of water, or let the front desk stop people directly outside the door. But now the primary and secondary have dropped all of them, and he has become the one who begs for help, waiting here anxiously, waiting for his nephew's possible mercy.
In the past few years, Jiang Xudong can be said to have been frightened. Most of the people who mixed up in the past have gone to prison. He had clean hands and feet, no problems were found, and escaped from prison, but his career was over. Not only was his shares in the Jiang family forced to be transferred to others, but even the company outside of him was not spared and he went bankrupt. end.
Jiang Xudong spent most of his life savings in it. It can be said that he fell from the sky to the world. He was not reconciled at first and tried to make a comeback. However, every time he failed, he owed a debt to the bank.
He doesn't have a job, and no one dares to associate with him. If it weren't for Gu Mingli to help him pay off his debts and from time to time, Jiang Xudong would even have a problem with food. He was tired of his current life, so when he heard the news from Gu Mingli, even if he felt that the nephew could not have any kindness, he still came.
"Uncle San." The door of the reception room was opened. Jiang Mingyuan walked in with a person from the outside and sat opposite: "I've been waiting for a long time."
"I haven't been here long." Jiang Xudong returned to his senses and smiled at Jiang Mingyuan. His smile was humble, and reality made him lower his noble head in front of his nephew.
"Don't gossip, just talk about business." Jiang Mingyuan lifted his chin, and the lawyer took out the materials he had prepared and told Jiang Xudong about the company's various information.
That company was bought by Jiang Mingyuan when he was studying abroad, and Jiang’s father bought him to practice his hands. Later, Jiang’s father died unexpectedly and he dropped out of school and returned to China. The company has been in a state of stocking and was handed over to professional managers because of the foundation. Yes, there are still millions of profits every year.
"Only a few million?" Jiang Xudong was greatly disappointed. He thought that according to his nephew's ability, the company under his should be at least ten million to start.
Jiang Mingyuan stared at his fingertips and said indifferently the fact: "Go out and have these millions, or stay here, you can't make a penny, you can choose by yourself."
Jiang Xudong stared at him stubbornly, as if going to violent at any time. There was obvious and deep hatred in his eyes. He gritted his teeth. After a long time, he squeezed out a few words from his throat: "I'm going out."
"Okay, tell the lawyer about the following things. I still have something to do. I'm not with you." Jiang Mingyuan nodded, got up and walked out.
The transfer of company equity is not something that can be done overnight, and Jiang Mingyuan is not prepared to show much concern. He left the conference room and returned to the office. Not long after he worked, the assistant knocked on the door and came in. The person who said the "eleg" was below and gave him a package.
"Let her come up."
"Okay." The assistant nodded and went out ably. As soon as the door was closed, the expression on her face changed. She hurriedly ran back to the office, returned the call at the front desk, and couldn't wait to spread the news to her colleagues. : "The boss bought a bag, it looks like it is going to be given away!"
The female colleague next door sighed, fell on the back of the chair, tilted her head and looked at her: "Stop talking, I feel distressed."
"Don’t dream, get up and work quickly." The assistant who spread the news is already married and has no idea about the boss. Your bonus will be deducted for work performance."
The deduction of bonuses is a big killer. The female colleague didn't feel distressed when she heard it. She sat up and started working vigorously, and she was busy guessing: "How many year-end bonuses do you think the boss will give out this year?"
"I don't know, it won't be less anyway."
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Two minutes after the assistant went out, the staff of Eleg came up. She had a kraft paper bag in her hand and knocked on the door to let Jiang Mingyuan inspect the goods. She confirmed that there was no problem and handed over the bill for Jiang Mingyuan to sign.
For large customers, the bills of these luxury stores are settled on a monthly basis.
Because something was delayed in the morning, Jiang Mingyuan had to work overtime again at night, and it was already past 11 o'clock when he returned.
He went upstairs with the handbag he didn't give away, thinking about whether to send someone a message, and was afraid that the people downstairs were already asleep.
While hesitating, the other party's news came first.
"Have you got home?"
Towards the end of the year, Cheng Huan is also very busy. It is necessary to consider New Year’s activities and overtime arrangements, count the employees who are going to leave and fill up the staff as soon as possible after the new year, and the temperature rises after the year, and the dishes have to be changed. Change.
She wrote the plan on the paper, dimly as if she heard the sound of the elevator, Cheng Huan sneered, feeling that she had hallucinations.
The elevator in this apartment didn't make any noise at all, how could she hear it through several doors? Even though she told herself that, Cheng Huan couldn't let it go. After thinking about the meeting, she still sent a message to someone.
Unexpectedly, the man really came back.
It was late, and the two didn't talk for too long. After a few words, they urged each other to go to bed. After sending the message, Cheng Huan put down his phone, stood up and stretched, took a look at the star's room, changed his clothes and went to bed.
Wake up early the next day, Cheng Huan got up to cook, and Mi Jiang Mingyuan came down after washing. He is still in that neat suit, with bright leather shoes, but his hair is not combed to the back, and a few strands of broken hair fall on his forehead. The man has one hand behind him, and the broken diamonds on the other cuff that are naturally hanging down are shining slightly. The light looks a little different from usual, and I can't tell what is different.
Cheng Huan turned her head and looked at him for a while, but didn't find the specific difference, so she didn't look at it. She turned her head and plugged in the power supply: "Why are you here so early today?"
"It's a bit..." Jiang Mingyuan opened his mouth and found that his throat was a bit hoarse. He cleared his throat with a light cough, and then continued: "Something is looking for you."
"What's the matter?" Cheng Huan turned around and asked.
The man slowly approached, his jaw stretched in a straight line, looking a little nervous, he stretched out his hand behind his back, holding a bag in his hand, the bag is pure white with a little fluff, and used on the front. The trademark made of gems shines with a charming luster.
Jiang Mingyuan handed the things to Cheng Huan, and said dryly: "Give you a gift."