Jiang Jianguo didn't react for a while to the fact that a multimillionaire was born in his family. om
He originally just thought that this kid made two to three million outside and solved the house problem. After all, going from nothing to a millionaire was already amazing. How could he have thought that being a billionaire, let alone a millionaire, would underestimate his son.
After washing the dishes, Li Xuemei cleaned up a guest room for Ayesha, and then she and Jiang Jianguo took their son to the living room, looked at him seriously and said.
"Chen'er, to be honest, you didn't do anything illegal, right?"
As the saying goes, a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass. Li Xuemei was really worried that her son had done something illegal. She couldn't think of any other way to become a multi-millionaire in a few months besides robbing banks.
"How is that possible? Do I seem like the kind of restless person?" Jiang Chen said with a bitter smile.
I have indeed done things like robbing banks... But in the end of the world, the word "picking up" is more appropriate.
"Then how did you become a multimillionaire overnight?" Jiang Jianguo couldn't help but ask.
"Let's develop software... But it's mainly to operate as an agent for foreign software vendors." Considering that there might be ears across the wall, Jiang Chen inadvertently changed his words mid-sentence.
"Software? Is it those things in computers? Is it reliable?" Jiang Jianguo stared in confusion.
He really couldn't figure out how to make money with those things.
"Mainly on the smartphone... Hey, what should I say? Anyway, Dad, don't worry about how I make money. Just think about how to spend it." Jiang Chen tried to explain, but when he thought His father didn't even know how to use a smartphone, so he had no choice but to give up the plan.
"As long as you didn't do anything illegal. You, Mom, I'm just worried that you might meet someone you shouldn't meet outside and lead you to bad things. Remember, don't do anything bad outside, even if you make less money. You have to live with your conscience." Li Xuemei rubbed Jiang Chen's hair lovingly. warned.
"Okay, Mom, I understand. I'm already in my twenties, and I'm not a child." Jiang Chen said helplessly.
"You will always be a child in our eyes."
Jiang Chen was stunned, and he suddenly felt the bridge of his nose was a little sore [Korean Entertainment + Variety Korean Drama] (gd) I didn't mean it! .
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The family meeting is over. Jiang Chen went to the study room.
Because Aisha was a guest, she slept in the bedroom where Jiang Chen used to sleep.
At first, the two old men insisted on sleeping in the study and letting their son sleep in the bedroom, but Jiang Chen was not willing to let his parents sleep on the sofa. By threatening to stay in a hotel outside, he finally convinced his stubborn father and his mother who doted on him like a child.
Two sofas pushed together. Covered with thick bedding, lying on it feels no worse than sleeping on a bed.
In fact, if Ayesha had made her relationship with Jiang Chen clear from the beginning, there would be no need for such trouble. Jiang Chen also secretly sighed that it was a pity that he couldn't fall asleep holding that alluring body.
Around ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the two old men gradually fell asleep.
Jiang Chen estimated that the time was almost up, so he sat up from the bed with a "hehe" and walked to the window. He reached out and gently closed the curtains.
Ever since he got the fourth-dimensional transmitter, he would talk to Sun Jiao and the others on the phone from time to time. Now he has returned to his hometown, according to the agreement between him and Sun Jiao and the others. He was going to show them what his hometown was like.
However, just when he was about to take out the EP, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Come in, I'm not asleep." He smiled slightly, without even thinking, it must be the little girl Ayesha.
Just as Jiang Chen expected, the door opened. It was that beautiful face that poked its head into the room.
Aisha entered the house quietly in her nightgown. Then he closed the door behind him.
"Do you miss me?" Jiang Chen walked to her side and put his hand on her slender waist with a smile.
The cold pretty face was slightly red. Her blue eyes shone with tenderness, but she soon shook her head and returned to her serious expression.
"I found this in the room." Aisha opened her little hand and handed the thing in her hand to Jiang Chen.
After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Chen picked up these three black button-like objects about the size of a fingernail from his fair hands.
"This is?"
"The bug."
With a stern look on his face, Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
Someone actually placed a bug in his home, which undoubtedly made him a little angry.
"Signal tracking, have you determined the location of the listener?" Jiang Chen said in a deep voice.
"It's confirmed." Ayesha nodded and said softly, "Do you need me to go over and take a look?"
After holding the three buttons and playing with them in his hands, Jiang Chen thought for a moment.
"No need, it will be embarrassing if you find someone who shouldn't be found."
Hearing this, Ayesha nodded "Yes" and turned around to return to her room.
Although I felt in my heart that it would be better to "deal with" those peepers, but since Jiang Chen said it was unnecessary, then so be it, the first maid.
"Wait a minute." Just as she put her hand on the door handle, Jiang Chen suddenly called her.
"Huh?" Ayesha turned her head around in confusion.
"By the way, check it out for me." Jiang Chen said with a bad smile.
Although she didn't know why Jiang Chen showed a naughty smile, Ayesha still nodded. She left the room quietly, and soon returned with something that looked like a black pen.
This anti-monitoring detection device was one of the special equipment Jiang Chen prepared for her. I bought it at the weapons shop in the Sixth Street Market for about a hundred crystals, which is considered the basic equipment for Pan-Asian Cooperation (PAC) agents.
In a future where information transmission channels are no longer limited to electromagnetic waves, and anti-reconnaissance methods are emerging in an endless stream, this device may not be able to eliminate all eavesdropping devices 100%, but in this world "more than 150 years ago", I am afraid that there are no eavesdropping devices. Can evade the scan of this thing.
Sure enough, even this study room, which was usually unoccupied, was bugged.
"Only one?"
"Yes, it's under the desk." Ayesha said softly, put away the anti-monitoring equipment, and walked to the desk.
Seeing her bending down and groping around the inside of the table, Jiang Chen swallowed unconsciously.
The hem of the white pajamas originally covered the upper part of the thighs, but because of bending over, the hem of the clothes gradually moved upward, exposing the entire slender and slender legs.
The snow-white skin looked so smooth and attractive under the moonlight.
What was also revealed along with it was the looming little inside.
In front of Jiang Chen, Ayesha always looked so defenseless, fumbling with the listening device seriously, not realizing at all that she had gone missing.
Soon, she touched the button the size of a fingernail on the inner compartment of the table.
"Found - um..." Just as she was about to turn around, the surprise on her face when she found the target was replaced by a blush of shame.
At some point, Jiang Chen had walked behind her and hugged her gently.
"Don't, don't be like this, my parents are still next door..." Biting her lower lip, Ayesha's eyes were blurred under the moonlight through the curtains, and she hummed in a pleasant voice.
However, there was no way Jiang Chen would let her go. He smiled evilly, raised his hands and whispered into her ear.
"So, you have to grit your teeth and hold back from making any noise..."
Like a docile little rabbit, Ayesha blushed and nodded.
A cloud drifted by, lightly covering the moonlight.
Even the moon in the night sky couldn't bear to look directly at it.
A depressing piece of music played inadvertently.
It wasn't until the hour hand passed quietly for two hours that the night returned to tranquility. ()