"Why do you talk like my dad?"
"Call daddy!"
"Get out of here! I'm your grandfather!" Yan Nian shouted.
Ding Baoyi didn't reply anymore, and Yan Nian didn't say anything either. He held his cheek in one hand and was thoughtful.
She glanced at a photo in the upper right corner of her desk, which was a family portrait of the three of them.
It was taken on Jiang Qingchi’s birthday last year when their family of three went to the amusement park.
The sun was shining brightly at that time, pouring down from behind. Jiang Beiyuan held the baby with his left hand and Yan Nian's waist with his right hand.
And she herself was leaning in Jiang Beiyuan's arms, making a scissor hand gesture without any worries, with a smile as bright as a flower.
"You seem to really protect me very well..."
Yan Nian rubbed Jiang Beiyuan's face in the photo, his eyes a little red.
"I am so willful and you are so kind to me. How do you miss me? Sometimes you feel tired when you are with me..."
…
at the same time.
Jiang Beiyuan was sitting in the clinic today. As soon as a patient was sent away, he sneezed.
He frowned slightly.
The weather is getting colder, so you really need to keep warm.
After pressing the next patient number, the woman who came in this time was no stranger to Jiang Beiyuan. She was the woman who helped Jiang Beiyuan speak at the bathing center yesterday.
Jiang Beiyuan just glanced at her, then quickly lowered his eyes, his expression as usual, "What's wrong with you?"
"Mr. Jiang..."
The woman sat down opposite Jiangbeiyuan.
Today she was wearing an emerald green dress, and the strands of hair on her forehead were scattered around her ears, and she raised her hands to tuck them behind her ears.
She looked at Jiang Beiyuan, with clear pupils, a face with exquisite makeup, and two dimples on his cheeks.
"It's like this. I was fired from the bathing center yesterday because I spoke for you. I can't find a suitable job at the moment. I have a bedridden grandma and grandpa who need to be taken care of at home. I heard that you are a shareholder of Jiangnian Group. , can you arrange a job for me?"
Jiang Beiyuan put down the signature pen in his hand and looked over.
"Let me ask you one last time, didn't you put the membership card in my pocket?"
"No. It's really not." The woman said every word without hesitation, very decisive and with a calm expression.
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly and lowered his eyes to look at the medical record in his hand.
"If I go to Jiang Nian, I can only arrange the lowest level job for you. The monthly income is less than half of the one in the bathing center. Are you sure you can do it?"
"Yeah, I can do it! I'm not afraid of hardship. Now I really can't find another job, so I thought of coming to Mr. Jiang. My grandma and grandpa—"
"stop."
Jiang Beiyuan signaled her to stop, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
"I'm not interested in hearing about your miserable family situation. There are many people in this world who are more miserable than you. I help you not because of your family difficulties, but because you clarified it for me last time. I remember your favor. "
Jiangbeiyuan said.
"I'm returning this favor to you now, so you can concentrate on your work. It's up to you whether you want to resign or not. You don't have to come to me again."
Jiang Beiyuan's words were very clear.
The woman is not a fool. She could tell Jiang Beiyuan was telling her:
First, let her not push her too far, because he will only help her once.
Secondly, it was to keep her distance from him, a married man, because he was just doing business.
"By the way, Mr. Jiang, you probably don't know my name yet. My name is Qian Niannian. Qian is Qian Zhongshu's money. Nian means never forgetting."
(End of chapter)