She casually took the decoration template, held her cheek with one hand, and thought for a while: "As for Xu Kuangjie, men should all like black and white decoration, or gray and white, dark blue, what do you think?"
Jiangbeiyuan didn't answer.
Instead, he asked: "Which one do you like?"
"Eh? Why are you asking me, aren't you Xu Kuangjie's good brother?"
"Having said that."
Jiang Beiyuan calmly lowered his eyes, nodded, and then said calmly: "That guy will always want a wife in the future, so he indirectly asked me to ask you which one you like, so that he can have an idea. "
"Haha, I'm convinced. My preferences only represent myself. What if his wife doesn't match my taste?"
"More of the same."
Jiangbeiyuan was very calm and indifferent.
Hearing this, Yan Nian no longer doubted anything, and pointed at a decoration that was entirely emerald green, "This is it!"
After taking a look, Jiang Beiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth twice.
Why green
"Besides this one, which one do you like?"
"If there is anything else... it would be this orange color. It is a warm color and makes the home look brighter!"
"kindness."
Jiang Beiyuan put one hand on the table, then bent his index finger and tapped quietly under the orange decoration picture.
After receiving his signal, Xiao Liu nodded quickly and smiled, "That's it. Then I will contact Mr. Xu myself later, so I won't bother Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang."
Finally said the right thing.
Jiang Beiyuan's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and then he left with Yan Nian.
Yan Nian was still a little confused, "Are we leaving like this?"
"otherwise?"
"Okay, but is this man named Liu the boss?"
"should be."
Jiang Beiyuan had an expression on his face: "I don't know anything, I don't know anything."
Yan Nian said "oh" twice and smiled indifferently, "I feel like he doesn't have the temperament to be a boss, but more like a salesperson selling insurance."
Temperament is said to be a matter of cultivation, but it is actually something you are born with. Not everyone looks like a boss in a suit.
…
The two men returned to the car.
Jiang Beiyuan did not drive immediately, but put his hands on the back of his head, leaning on the back of the chair in a lazy and casual manner.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
Yan Nian fastened his seat belt and couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Beiyuan glanced sideways slightly and asked her why she was sighing.
Yan Nian: "Your luxury car probably burns a lot of gas..."
Having a car at home these days is like raising a son. Maintenance, repairs, and gas, which one doesn’t require money
Jiang Beiyuan's lips curled up with a leisurely smile, "I'm not short of money, my wife, don't worry."
Yan Nian turned to look at him in surprise.
"Okay, did you save your private money behind my back? My husbands always hand over their private money!"
"I give it to you, but you don't want it."
Jiang Beiyuan's tone was a bit resentful, but he still had the nerve to mention his husband.
"Have you ever touched the three hundred thousand I gave you last time?"
"Oh, yes, yes! And the three hundred thousand, if you didn't mention this, I would have forgotten it!"
He didn't say that she had really forgotten all about it. Whose husband gave her an allowance of 300,000 yuan? This was probably Jiang Beiyuan's entire savings over the years.
"I'll keep that card of yours for you. If you need it, take it back."
"What do I need?"
"Tsk..."
Why is this man so stupid? Does she need to explain everything clearly
"If you want to start a business or trade, you need investment, right?"
Jiang Beiyuan became more interested and teased her, "What do you think I can do? Huh?"
(End of chapter)