Jiangbeiyuan has a dinner party at noon today.
Originally he turned it down, but Yan Nian wanted to take the children to Ding Baoyi for dinner. Seeing that the family of four was settled, he no longer worried.
Originally, he was going to this dinner with Xu Kuangjie. On the way, he briefly mentioned to Xu Kuangjie, "Yan Nian wants to have a third child."
Xu Kuangjie said coolly and gritted his teeth angrily, "Did you say this on purpose or on purpose? Are you bullying me, an old bachelor?"
Jiang Beiyuan: "I won't want it, I won't risk her life."
"Then don't!"
"But she made trouble with me."
"Then divorce her! Divorce her quickly! Where is the world—"
Before he finished speaking, there was a screech of the brakes and Jiang Beiyuan drove Xu Kuangjie to the side of the road.
So now it is Song Yikai who accompanies Jiang Beiyuan to the dinner, not Xu Kuangjie.
"Boss, I see you don't look good. You haven't had any rest, okay?"
In the elevator, Song Yikai asked with concern.
Jiangbeiyuan ignored him.
Song Yikai took out a bottle of yogurt from his bag and handed it over, "Boss, are you unhappy?"
Jiang Beiyuan took the yogurt and glanced at him.
"Nothing, the president's wife wants to have three children."
"Ah, Madam, have you been using Douyin too much? Lao Jiang, do you want three children? You want me to give you one now, hahaha!"
Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Before he could get angry, Song Yikai stopped immediately and hurriedly slapped his mouth.
"I'm the wrong boss, I just want to make you happy!"
"..." Jiang Beiyuan's face was expressionless, with his angular chin and thin lips forming a sharp arc.
Song Yikai coughed twice.
"Boss, I think you shouldn't be worried. Instead, you should feel happy. I know what you're worried about. It's just about your wife's health, but think about it from another angle -"
"Only when a woman loves a man will she be willing to give birth to a child for him. Madam is able to give birth to a child for you without fear of hardship or pain. Doesn't this represent her unswerving and earth-shattering love for you!"
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's still cold face softened a little.
"It's hard to imagine that you also have this kind of awareness."
"It is my duty to share the boss's worries. As long as the boss is happy, I will -"
Before the rest of the words were finished, the elevator door opened. Song Yikai cut his losses in time, followed Jiang Beiyuan out of the elevator, and walked towards the restaurant's private room.
It is a veritable business banquet.
There are new faces and familiar faces, including Han Qiucheng, who introduced his daughter to Jiang Beiyuan last time.
Director Han also brought his daughter Han Weiwei today. She is a lady, full of self-cultivation, wearing a green cheongsam, sitting next to her father.
When she saw Jiang Beiyuan, Han Weiwei's heart skipped a beat.
It’s not that she’s never seen men or handsome guys before. She’s used to seeing handsome guys of all kinds, all very similar.
The person in front of me, not to mention the stunning face, has such an extraordinary temperament, an indescribable demeanor, and a subtle gesture in his movements, but it is indescribably eye-catching.
"Dad... is this Mr. Jiang you told me about before?" Han Weiwei covered her father's ear, but her eyes were aimed in the direction of Jiang Beiyuan.
Han Qiusheng nodded slowly, "That's right. When we meet today, do you think he is a talented person?"
Han Weiwei hummed, smiled shyly, raised her fingers, and tucked the scattered hair behind her ears. This action was gentle for a woman to do, but the person across from her was indifferent, not even paying a glance. give her.
Han Weiwei was secretly a little disappointed.
Isn't she beautiful? He actually didn't look at her the whole time.
That’s all.
She is a lady of the family, not one of those little family women who can't hold themselves back.
The waiter brought the dishes, and Song Yikai, who was sitting on Jiang Beiyuan's right hand side, could no longer hold himself back.
These were all dishes he had never seen before in his life. It was a rare opportunity to come over for dinner with the boss and have the opportunity to feast on his appetite.
But the boss didn't move his chopsticks, so of course he couldn't do it either, so he still understood the rules.
"Mr. Jiang, this is my daughter, Han Weiwei."
Han Qiusheng introduced his daughter to Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan's chin was slightly twitched, and his smile was fleeting, like a dragonfly touching water, inaudible.
Han Weiwei stood up and raised her glass to pay tribute to Jiang Beiyuan.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang is a leader in the business world. Today I saw that he is indeed well-deserved. There is no better way to describe Mr. Jiang than to be as refined as a gentle breeze."
"Thank you, Miss Han, for the compliment."
"Hey, I drank this wine for our Mr. Jiang. We, Mr. Jiang, are driving today and it is not appropriate to drink!" Song Yikai, who had long received Jiang Beiyuan's look, would be fired if he didn't stand up.
Han Weiwei smiled politely. She wanted to drink this wine to Jiang Beiyuan, but it ended up in Song Yikai's stomach.
I felt secretly unhappy for a while.
Why is this man's temperament so cold and unpredictable
Although the Han family is listed abroad, its status in Ningcheng's business community is second to none in recent years. No matter how powerful the big boss is, they have to give the Han family some face.
Ordinarily, as the daughter of the Han family, she would definitely be praised by others. "Beautiful", "Fairy", "Fairy" and "Dignified" are all bad words.
This Jiang Beiyuan... really doesn't know how to socialize.
Han Weiwei sat down and bit her lip.
She didn't give up.
The more he took a step back, the more she wanted to take a step further, just to see where his bottom line was.
But throughout the meal, he didn't speak much. He spent more time playing the role of a bystander, listening quietly to what others were saying, and adding a word or two at critical moments, sparing his words like gold.
Seeing that the dinner was almost over, Han Weiwei took a sip of water and glanced calmly in the direction of Jiang Beiyuan.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang was a surgeon before?"
This topic suddenly started, and it seemed a bit abrupt for no reason.
Han Qiusheng glanced at his daughter, "What's wrong? Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Dad, you forgot, doesn't my cousin have a bad heart? I was thinking, since Mr. Jiang was a doctor before, it would be better to let Mr. Jiang perform heart bypass surgery on my cousin."
In this way, through the intermediary of her cousin, she would have a reason to keep in touch with Jiangbeiyuan!
"Yes, I heard that Mr. Jiang is a good surgeon. He was known as the leader of the thoracic surgery department at the Central Hospital!" One of the bosses answered.
"That's right, Mr. Jiang has only returned to the company in recent years. He used to work in a hospital, but he is a public servant who saves lives and heals the wounded."
“…”
Every word you say to me is actually putting pressure on Jiangbeiyuan.
Han Weiwei's wishful thinking was good, and everyone else had their own motives. Han Qiucheng smiled and wanted to see Jiang Beiyuan's opinion.
Jiang Beiyuan hadn't spoken yet. Song Yikai beside him couldn't hold himself back and stamped his feet anxiously below.
My boss's right hand has been injured, and he still can't hold a scalpel. Surgery is definitely out of the question.
However, no one in the business world knows about this matter. If it is made public now and is spread out, it will be spread to ten people and hundreds of people. Some exaggerated media will write about it, saying that Jiang Beiyuan's right hand is disabled. Jiang Nian Group’s stock market has caused volatility and impact.
Thinking of this, Song Yikai hurriedly stood up, "Our boss -"
Jiangbeiyuan motioned for him to sit down.
He sifted a cup of black tea and raised the cup in the direction of Han Weiwei and Han Qiucheng.
"I'm sorry, Director Han. Medical skills aside, I have a gentleman's promise to my wife not to treat female patients."
"Oh? Is Mr. Jiang discriminating against female patients?"
"Of course not. It's just..."
Jiang Beiyuan's left hand rubbed the ring finger of his right hand. The pleats of the wedding ring on it were shining, which was his promise, as well as his deep affection and determination.
His thin lips were raised, his long eyelashes were lowered, and a soft light seemed to fall from his eyes.
"My little wife is hot-tempered and jealous. She can't stand my close contact with female patients. If Dr. Han's family wants to do bypass surgery, I have a few colleagues who I can trust and can introduce him to Dr. Han. .”
After speaking, Jiangbeiyuan raised his glass.
"Replace wine with tea. This cup is my apology to Director Han."
Han Qiusheng laughed heartily and clinked glasses with Jiang Beiyuan.
"Mr. Jiang is really a good and dedicated man, I admire him, I admire him!"
"A man should be responsible for his wife, as he should be."
Song Yikai, who witnessed all this, breathed a sigh of relief.
But Han Weiwei on the opposite side was unwilling to give in and wanted to say something, but in the end she had to give up.
…
When the meal was over, Han Weiwei did not leave immediately, sitting in her original position as if sulking.
"What's wrong, my precious daughter? Are you still angry at Mr. Jiang's rejection?"
Han Qiusheng put one arm on the back of the chair and stared at his daughter.
Han Weiwei bit her lip, "Dad, is that Jiang Beiyuan really married?"
"That's right. Didn't you see the ring on her hand?"
"Maybe I wore it on purpose to hide it from others."
To deceive others
Han Qiusheng laughed loudly, "Weiwei, you rarely get so serious! Do you like me?"
"I have some feelings for him. I feel that he is different from other men."
"But she refused to have the surgery, which indirectly shows that she just doesn't want to have anything to do with our Han family. Can't you tell?"
Han Weiwei snorted.
Just because I saw it, I was unhappy and unwilling.
Why don’t you want to have anything to do with their Han family
Is it because the Han family doesn’t have enough numbers or status
Han Qiusheng sighed and patted his daughter on the shoulder.
"Okay, since he doesn't care about you, don't think too much about it. There are so many men in Ningcheng, are there still one missing, Jiang Beiyuan?"
"Dad, I don't agree with what you said. You told me before that when you face someone you like, you have to fight for it. In the dictionary of our Han family, there is no such word as concession."
"But she's already married, right?"
"Dad, there is nothing wrong with liking someone, not to mention you know that it is difficult for me to like someone."
Facing his daughter's brainwashing, Han Qiusheng was helpless and finally just nodded.
"Just use your own discretion. Shall we go back?"
"okay."
…
"Boss, you are so smart, I almost told you about your hand injury!"
Song Yikai was full of praise for Jiang Beiyuan's responsiveness.
If only I could be so smart.
Then I thought about it, no way.
If he inherited Jiang Beiyuan's brain, would he still need to be his assistant now? Kill this arrogant and arrogant man in seconds.
"What are you scolding me for in your heart?"
"I scold you for being arrogant and arrogant." Song Yikai said subconsciously.
The corners of Jiang Beiyuan's lips curled up, with an unclear smile.
Song Yikai shivered violently and almost fell to his knees, "Old boss, I was possessed by a ghost just now, don't mind!"
"You are dismissed."
Jiangbeiyuan drove away by himself.
He didn't drink today, so he can drive.
He called Yan Nian and asked where she was. He wanted to pick her up.
Perhaps there was a connection between them, but as soon as the call was connected, he saw Yan Nian, Ding Baoyi, and three children at the corner in front.
Yan Nian pushed the cradle with Jiang Chunhe in it, Ding Baoyi held Jiang Jingming, and as for Jiang Qingchi...
The eldest young master came here today to carry bags.
"What's wrong, are you coming to pick us up?" Yan Nian asked.
Jiang Beiyuan stared at her through the car window.
"Roll your eyes."
"oh."
Yan Nian did so.
He just stood there and rolled his eyes up, down, left and right, as if doing eye exercises.
Ding Baoyi: "Are your eyes cramped?"
"No, Jiang Beiyuan asked me to roll my eyes. Who knows what he is going to do!"
The man on the other end of the electric ring was amused, his unabashed smile spread down the receiver, and his deep and magnetic voice was captivating.
"Silly girl, look to the right."
Yan Nian turned around and saw the luxury car driven by Jiang Beiyuan.
"Hey you, can't you just say you are on my right side?"
"Who knew you were so stupid."
"Am I stupid? It's obvious that you didn't explain clearly!"
"Well, it's my fault. I need to apologize to my wife."
Jiangbeiyuan hung up the phone.
The way to make amends is to get out of the car in person, pick up the daughter in person, carry her into the car, fold the pram and put it in the trunk.
Seeing that his younger brothers and sisters were getting on the bus, but he was standing in the sun, carrying these shopping bags and no one cared about him, Jiang Qingchi became unhappy, so he simply threw away these bags and ran towards Jiangbeiyuan.
"Daddy hug me!"
"Pick up those bags and put them in the trunk."
"I don't! Daddy hug me!"
The little guy maintained a hugging posture.
Jiang Beiyuan: "A man from the Jiang family is so irresponsible? How many shopping bags have you lost?"
The method of stimulating generals is definitely applicable to Jiang Qingchi.
The little guy then turned around, picked up all the bags, and put them in the trunk.
"Daddy hug me!"
Jiang Qingchi stood in front of the car, very stubborn.
Today, I have been exposed to the sun all day, my little face is flushed, and my forehead is still sweating. I am cute and inexplicably pitiful.
Jiang Beiyuan bent down to pick up his eldest son and weighed him.
"You've lost weight again." He pinched his son's face and said.
"Really!"
Jiang Qingchi was willing to listen and chuckled.
"Dad, does it mean that if I lose weight, I will become more handsome?"
"Um."
"Then dad, if you become more handsome, you can ask for a wife!"
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
"Dad, tell me quickly, when can I ask for a wife?"
"Twenty years later."
"cut!"
Jiang Beiyuan put the little naughty boy into the back seat of the car.
The passenger seat is reserved for his wife, who drives. As for Ding Baoyi, of course she has to sit in the back and take care of her three children.
Jiang Chunhe played with the chain on Ding Baoyi's bag and pulled it off with a strong force.
"You girl!"
Ding Baoyi glared at the little girl fiercely.
"Your brother, your younger brother, other boys are more honest than you. You, you, you really have learned how naughty and mischievous your mother is."
I can’t bear to scold the little girl!
She looks like Yan Nian, and Ding Baoyi only means a few words.
Yan Nian was unhappy, "Who are you calling naughty?"
"Hey, your daughter broke my bag, please pay me for it."
"I have no money!" Yan Nian spread his hands.
Ding Baoyi said reluctantly, "Then let Mr. Jiang compensate me!"
Jiang Beiyuan: "Okay, just ask Xu Kuangjie for it tomorrow."
"Him? Let's forget it. I don't want this bag."
Ding Baoyi stopped the loss in time.
…
(End of chapter)