"You can lay 20 eggs at a time?" Jiao Qi was confused, grabbed a handful of small balls and threw them on the ground, "Bah, who wants to play spawning play!"
Zhang Chenfei clamped the three unthrown ones between his fingers, hugged his tantrum, and whispered in his ear, "Do you really like it?"
"..."
When I woke up the next day, it was already 9:30, which was past work hours. Jiao Qi rubbed his eyes, his arm touched the wireless remote control next to the pillow, the memory of last night flooded like a tide, and his face was flushed instantly.
Although I didn't play spawning, I was tossed enough by those three little things. In addition, someone who hadn't eaten for several days was so excited that Jiao Qi almost died young on the waterbed.
Struggling to get up, he stretched out an arm behind his back, and pulled him back around his waist, slamming into the warm arms of Lao Gong. With his furry head rubbing around his neck, Jiao Qi felt itchy and raised his elbow to punch him: "Don't make trouble, get up to work, yawn..." He said, he couldn't help but yawn.
Zhang Chenfei stood up and kissed Xiaojiao's wife's face: "Are you satisfied with my performance last night?"
Xiaojiao's wife refused to answer this question.
"Not satisfied? Then let's continue."
"satisfy!"
Mr. Jiao's decisive answer gave Mr. Dior great encouragement. I gave my little wife a nice massage on her back, provided after-sales service conscientiously, and falsely promoted like the younger brother of the hairdresser who sold the card: "In the end, if you don't beg me to stop, you can come a few more times."
Jiao Qi couldn't raise his hand on his stomach, so he bent his leg and hit his ass with his heel.
The full-fledged masseur was not afraid of being beaten. After pressing it with his unprofessional technique, he caught the client who tried to escape the order: "Did you forget something?"
"What?" Jiao Qi glanced at him diagonally.
Zhang Chen clenched his fist, it seemed a bit difficult to tell, but thinking that this was his due labor income, he became hardened again: "Prostitution!"
Jiao Qi stared at him incredulously: "You fucked me, and I will pay you back?"
"What's wrong? The piledriver workers are still billed by the hour!" When Zhang Chen heard that the other party wanted to go back on the bill, he immediately put on the face of a peasant worker asking for wages, saying that if Jiao Qi didn't pay any more, he would go to his company's door to pull a banner. .
Mr. Jiao, speechless, turned out a checkbook that had not been used for ten thousand years, and signed a check for one thousand yuan to him.
Mr. Dior, a migrant worker who drove the pile driver, gave up and found out his wallet and found him 400 yuan in cash.
"What are you doing?"
"Two hundred at a time, I won't take advantage of you." The president who is honest in business said seriously.
Jiao Qi's backhand was a slap, leaving a bright red five-fingerprint on the sturdy upper arm: "Don't look for it, count the medical expenses for your work injury."
Previously, because Zhang Chenfei insisted that Xiaojiao's wife is a mermaid, he took him to swim every day after get off work. After exercising for this period of time, Jiao Qi's physical strength has indeed improved a bit. I was so tossed last night. Although I was still tired, I didn't have the feeling of being unable to lift my fingers before. The rest of the night would not affect my work.
I missed the peak and came to work, and the journey went smoothly. The square in front of the Bajiao Tower was deserted, and the employees were basically on their posts. Only the late boss had just been sent by the old attacker.
Jiao Qi got out of the car, was caught by Zhang Chenfei and hit him, staring at him and quickly stepping into the building. As soon as they stepped into the president's room, the three directors who received the news rushed in to report on their work.
Basho video and Basho live broadcast are two sets of management systems. Previously, because Basho live broadcast was just on the road, some departments used a model where the director directly reported to the president. In the past, Jiao Qi worked a long time and could handle it completely, but he has not changed. Now that working hours have been shrinking repeatedly, I realized the unreasonableness of this.
After dealing with urgent matters, he called several vice presidents over and held a high-level meeting.
"Bajiao Live has more and more business recently. I'm considering setting up a position of vice president. These departments will report to the vice president in the future." Jiao Qi pointed to several departments on the screen. "Who can you recommend? ?"
"The Xiaoliang in personnel and Xiao Cheng in operation are all good."
"The one in the market is fine too. This year's business development is particularly good."
Hearing that the president was finally willing to reduce the burden, the vice presidents who always had to work overtime with the president were very active and discussed the candidates seriously, without any panic of being decentralized.
While talking, Jiao Qi's phone rang suddenly. During the meeting, Jiao Qi would usually turn off the phone. But recently I was sick, and I was afraid that he might have any accidents, so he signaled several vice presidents to continue the discussion, and use the headset mode to listen to the phone directly.
"Something?"
"Well, I forgot to tell you that when I checked in, I stuffed you with a small thing in your pocket. If you want it during work, use that. Don't find another man, you know?" A deep, magnetic voice, with A somewhat pleasant smile.
Jiao Qi touched his trouser pocket blankly and touched a round object. His forehead suddenly stretched with blue veins, and he took a deep breath: "It's nothing important. I'm hanging up first. I'm in a meeting."
"Huh? A meeting?" Zhang Chenfei was suddenly excited, "Would you like to try it? Go to the toilet and put it in now as an excuse. This thing is tied to my brain and can be controlled remotely."
As soon as the voice fell, the little thing in his pocket shook, and Jiao Qi almost jumped up in shock. He hung up the phone directly, used the excuse to go to the bathroom, and threw the little ball into the trash can.
"Isn't Louis XIV a child model? Why does it have this function?" Jiao Qi asked Annie through gritted teeth.
Annie retrieved it: This toy is equipped with a remote control car virtual controller, which is not restricted. This app is not marked as inappropriate for children. Do you need to report it for you
"report."
Shi Fei Technology President Office.
I don't know that my toy remote has been reported by Brother Annie. The president is happily guarding the interface, waiting for the reply from the young master.
"President?" The secretary came in and whispered a reminder when he saw his own president's slightly wretched smile.
Zhang Chenfei immediately put away his smile and looked up at the secretary: "What's the matter?"
"Confirm with you, whether you will participate in the new product launch tomorrow." Tomorrow is the concept release of the new version of "Aquamarine Fish". The game is not ready yet, so let's warm up to see the market reaction.
The cooperation between Handsome Games and Shi Fei Technology has attracted much attention and many media will come. Taking into account the lace news of the past two days, I am not sure whether the president will still participate, and I need to reconfirm it.
"Of course to participate." Zhang Chen said with a serious face.
This is his first game after his bankruptcy, and it is the key to his comeback. It must not be absent.
After confirming attendance, people on both sides must check the process with each other. Before long, Li Yingjun sent a message.
[Li Bujunjun: I will wear Armani's show-style gray plaid suit tomorrow. Let's not run into our shirts. 】
Show models... Suits...
Mr. Dior, who was too poor, remembered that he had no money to buy a high-end suit. What about tomorrow's press conference
He took out the cheque earned in the morning from his wallet and asked the secretary to go to the bank to cash it.
"Are you sure?" The secretary looked at the pitiful three zeros before the decimal point. "You need cash now. I can get you some points first."
"Come out, I'm going to buy new clothes." Zhang Chenfei said firmly.
Is one thousand yuan enough to buy you a button? The secretary was puzzled. After reading the check again, he suddenly found the handsome signature underneath—Jiao Qi.
It turned out to be the pocket money given by Mr. Jiao! The secretary who thought the president was crazy was suddenly blinded by this show of affection. Go to the ATM machine downstairs to take a thousand yuan to the president, and leave the check first. Maybe the president regrets it later, and wants Mr. Jiao's signature check for collection.
Zhang Chen pinched the stack of thin banknotes, very melancholy. The gray boy can never become a prince without a dress. When I got Jiao Qi after get off work, he drove him directly to the luxury store and tried a suit.
"Why do I suddenly think of buying clothes?" There are still a few new ones in the house that I haven't worn. Jiao Qi sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and looked surprised at the guy who was picking and picking. Zhang Dajiao often buys things for him, but he is impatient to pick out clothes for himself. Jiao Qi looked like he almost let them go home.
"There will be a press conference tomorrow." Zhang Chenfei walked out of the fitting room and stood in the spotlight to show Jiao Qi.
With tall stature and regular exercise, Zhang Chenfei's figure is almost impeccable, and he looks especially good in a suit. The close-fitting tailoring design and low-key detail decoration, taking advantage of the mature and stable temperament of the President, are handsome and impeccable.
Jiao Qi, who had been careless at first, held his chin with one hand and looked up and down with his eyes brightly, and suddenly realized some kind of fun: "Buy it."
The clerk nodded with a smile.
Zhang Chenfei frowned, asked the price, hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you rent this clothes?"
"Rent?" The clerk was taken aback for a moment, and quickly reacted, "Mr. Zhang, you are our senior VIP, you can borrow it."
Zhang Chen used to come to this store to buy gifts for Xiaojiao's wife, and he was never verbose when he bought it.
Hearing that he could borrow, Zhang Chenfei was relieved immediately. Jiao Qi, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and passed a black card between two fingers: "Buy it, swipe my card."
The young master swiped his card! Zhang Chenfei stood there, humiliated and happy for a while.
The clerk silently accepted the black card, trying to maintain a polite but not exaggerated smile. This husband can really play...
"Yeah, Mr. Zhang, it's rare to meet you at this time and buy gifts for Xiaojiao's wife again?" Mr. Wang, the plastic brother of the nightclub, came in with a beautifully dressed beauty and greeted Zhang Chenfei.
"Aren't Mr. Wang chasing Lawyer Xiao?" Jiao Qi stood up, took the card and bag handed over by the clerk, and greeted Mr. Wang with a smile.
"My sister-in-law is here too, haha." President Wang smiled awkwardly.
Zhang Chenfei glared at Mr. Wang, and took Xiaojiao's wife and hurried away: "He is going bankrupt, and he is relatively declining, so ignore him." He was unlucky enough and didn't want to talk to people with bad luck.
"Huh?" Jiao Qi didn't react, and was dragged away by the old attacker.
President Wang's face was convulsed, and the beauty next to him looked at him.
"President Wang, why are you... going bankrupt?"
"It's probably because the weather has turned cold."
Chapter 75 The President's Daughter-in-Law (6) ┃ will become a part of his ups and downs in the legend of life in the future
When I went back in the evening, Zhang Chen hung up his new clothes with great importance. He looked and looked happily. While Jiao Qi was in the bath, he wandered to the study to write a diary.
…
Tuesday, the apartment.
At 20:00, he bought me new clothes. After my mother was gone, Jiao Xiaoqi was the first and only one to buy me clothes. I want to take him home and show him to my mother. I want to put him in my pocket and not let him buy clothes for others.
Ah, call a man of despair, rushing out of all sorts of difficulties for love.
One day, I will make a comeback and get Jiao Qi!
…
After writing the diary, I sighed about my ups and downs in the study, and walked back to the bedroom with the background music of "Rising Back".
Tired Jiao Qi has fallen asleep on the bed, his hair is wet and not dry, and his brain is still playing Basho’s newly introduced TV series.
Zhang Chenfei walked over, turned off Zhinao, and took a hair dryer to dry her little wife's hair. He touched the soft top of the hair, couldn't help but leaned forward, and kissed gently.
"You only like me, OK? Don't like others, don't buy clothes for others... I will try my best to satisfy you."
"Boom!" The affectionate Mr. Dior was punched, and indifferently held the hand that beat him.
He closed his eyes and listened to Lao Gong's whispering, Jiao Qi was still secretly laughing, but couldn't help but want to hit someone when he heard it, and opened his eyes to stare at him.
"Tomorrow's conference, you go too." If this game is successful, he can get rid of the current predicament, redeem the old Gao, and Xianyu turn over.
"Is it important? I have a high-level selection interview tomorrow, so I can't go away." Jiao Qi was a little embarrassed. The selection of the new vice president has been notified. In order to see the most true situation, the candidates will not be given too much preparation time, so they will run for an interview tomorrow without any delay.
"Not really, I'm just," Zhang Chenfei lowered his eyes and clenched his fists, "I want you to see how successful I am, so stop treating me like a plaything."
"Who treats you as a plaything?" Jiao Qi rolled his eyes.
"Don't you dare to say you didn't? You don't care about me at all, and you won't even participate in the press conference of my comeback!" The glass heart toy began to make trouble unreasonably.
"..." He saw a lot of Zhang Dazzle, who was silly, and Zhang Dazzle, who was eager to weep, was really rare. Jiao Qi couldn't, so he could only accept it. "I'll rush over after the interview."
The next day, Jiao Qi went to Basho first.
There are three candidates for vice president, Director Liang of Personnel, Director Cheng of Operations, and Director Chen of Marketing. Yesterday afternoon, the interview was conducted this morning, and the three of them obviously did not sleep well.
The main purpose of adding this deputy head is to coordinate several departments and reduce the workload of Jiao Qi. Director Cheng has first-rate eloquence, and Director Chen's performance is amazing, but Jiao Qi finally chose Director Liang who worked hard.
Director Liang hired the Demon King with his own power and has a strong ability to persuade people. What surprises Jiao Qi is that although he works in personnel, he also knows a lot about operations and marketing.
"You need to understand the work of other departments in order to better coordinate and cooperate," Director Liang smiled gently. "Work is the same as living at home. You must understand the needs of the other party so that you won't do wasteful work."
"Hahahaha..." Several vice presidents laughed.
Jiao Qi nodded, without announcing the result on the spot, and asked the senior executives to draw up a promotion email and send it to the entire company after he reviewed it. After the interview, he drove to the press conference site.
When we arrived, the press conference was nearing its end, and the presentation was finished. The host was interacting with the two presidents on stage.
Li Yingjun wore a gray plaid suit and a very irritating bow tie. With the peach eyes that had been smiling, it was very eye-catching. But it is Zhang Chenfei who is even more eye-catching. He usually wears only low-key luxury suits, but today he wore a rather fashionable style.
"Ms. Zhang's dressing style today is not the same as before. Is this dark blue suit to match the theme of the Aquamarine Fish?" the host asked with a smile.
"No." The heroic posture just now was not seen by Xiaojiao's wife, Zhang Chenfei was a little bit lost, and his patience also decreased.
"Uh, is there any special reason for that?" The experienced host would not be defeated by a simple answer, and continued to ask.
Jiao Qi was taken to the front row by the conference staff and sat down on the reserved president seat.
Seeing the little wife who suddenly appeared, Mr. Dior immediately became happy, and slightly curled his lips: "This dress was bought by Master Jiao from my family yesterday."
"Wow -" the host exaggerated, and there was a young girl in the audience who couldn't help screaming. There was a live broadcast of this press conference, and a bunch of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" were quickly displayed on the barrage.
[Ah, my young master Jiao! Chen Fei's father said my young master! 】
[My wife bought it yesterday, but I couldn't help putting it on today, as if he was only three-year-old father Chen Fei. 】
Hearing this, Jiao Qi couldn't help but smile in his eyes while embarrassed. Think about it carefully, every time he buys new clothes for Zhang Chenfei, this guy will definitely wear them within three days. Perhaps, he really likes buying clothes for him, or it is a need.
The host asked this side, but couldn’t leave that side in the cold, and asked Li Yingjun the same question: “Who bought the clothes of President Li?”
Single dog Li Yingjun: "... I bought it myself."
"Hahahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the audience.
After the joke, it entered the quick question and quick answer time. Media reporters asked questions, and the two presidents on the stage responded quickly. It was all game-related at first, but when I asked, I got to gossip.
"Mr. Li, do you think this game can surpass "The Vampire Prince"?"
"Different forms, no comparison."
"Why hasn't Mr. Li been looking for a partner yet? Doesn't a diamond king like you want to get married until 30?"
This question is asked in almost every interview. Li Yingjun feels helpless: "First of all, I am not Wang Lao Wu, but Li Lao Wu. Furthermore, many people are married early, such as Mr. Zhang."
Misfortunes lead to the east.
"Mr. Zhang, why do you think Mr. Li hasn't gotten married yet?" The reporter turned to Zhang Chenfei and continued to ask questions.
"He is ugly and has no object." Mr. Dior answered with a serious face.
The reporter couldn't help but got stuck, and looked at Li Yingjun, who was suave and peach-eyed, and felt that Mr. Zhang's standard was a bit high: "That Zhang always thinks what kind of look is good."
"Jiao Qi is like that."
"There are rumors that you married Mr. Jiao because of the investment of Jiao's family. Is it true?" The fan who was previously attacked by Zhang Chenfei's fans was uneasy. . Turning to the list of major shareholders of Shi Fei Technology, and seeing Jiao Zuoren impressively listed, it is as if he saw the flies of leftovers, rubbing his hands and buzzing.
The media at the scene were invited by the two companies, and how many of these questions were asked to help clarify.
Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment. The words "for the investment of the Jiao family" deeply hurt the little toy. He really wanted to marry Jiao Qi, but the start was too bad, and he silently looked down the stage.
Because Jiao Qi's photos have been exposed, the live broadcast camera turned to Jiao Qi who was sitting in the first row without any shy. In a high-profile suit, the crisp and neat elite president came into the spotlight.
[Oh my God, Master is actually there! 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, I exploded! 】
[My mother, I can't breathe anymore, why is it so good-looking! 】
[Such a good-looking young master, still let Comrade Lao Jiao post investment? Haha, this kind of joke is believed by some! I don't want to invest, give me Master! 】
Zhang Chenfei on the stage couldn't see the barrage. He didn't know what the whole country thought of him at the moment, but the strong Mr. Dior was fearless. This shameful transaction will sooner or later let people know that it will become a part of his bumpy life legend in the future, there is nothing to hide.
Picking up the microphone, looking at Xiaojiao's wife, solemnly admitted: "It's true, I sold myself to the Jiao family."
Chapter 76 The President's Daughter-in-law (7) ┃Do you still suspect that I have a relationship with others
The scene was silent for a while, and suddenly fell into a burst of laughter that could not be stopped. The general Jiao's expression in the lens was cold and didn't change at all because of Zhang Chenfei's words.
【Selling oneself, selling oneself, selling oneself...】
[Hahahaha, the young master has no fluctuations in his heart, even a little bit wants to hit someone. 】
[Papa Chenfei, you have to figure out that your wealth ranking is higher than that of Jiao's family, hahahaha! 】
[Old Comrade Jiao said: I can’t afford it, so goodbye. 】
My personal topic level is comparable to that of Xiao Xianrou's father in the entertainment industry. He is undoubtedly on the hot search again. This time the keyword is not very elegant, called "Zhang Chenfei sells his body".
The personal ranking of the rich, which was announced at the end of last year, was once again picked up and reposted a lot, and the following is full of various jokes. The funny ones are like "The huge wealthy enters the Jiao family to do long-term work in pursuit of the rich young master", and the lyrical "the longest love confession is to sell to you and be richer than you". Of course, there are also a lot of bargaining:
[If you don't do business well, you will know that Xiuenai's enthusiasm will make it look like a celebrity, Shi Fei is about to end. 】
[I don’t want to see Zhang Chen’s hot search anymore, so why don’t you donate money with such money to buy a hot search. 】
[Speaking of selling oneself, it is obvious that no one will believe it. Do you think that Zhang Chenfei is covering up? Maybe it was really the father-in-law who made his fortune in the first place. 】
After all, those who can't understand are a minority, most of them are "hahaha", and some people even wrote about doujin. The support club, which hadn't moved for a while, went online again, reposting all kinds of novels and comics frantically.
Going home at night, Jiao Qi took a bath and brushed his brain for a long time, and found that Zhang Chenfei was still in the study. Seeing that the time had come to the point where he usually fell asleep, he got up and called him.
Zhang Dazhao didn't write a diary today, instead he held his Zhinao and looked at something intently. He walked quietly behind him and looked at Zhinao's virtual screen. It showed a novel titled "MB Zhang Chen's Selling Body and the Young Master of the Jiao Family Was Tragedy".
Since Louis XIV is now in child mode, many sensitive words have become two white boxes.
[Zhang Chenfei is a boy who has just graduated from college. In order to pay his father's debts, he works in a game company during the day and works as a cowboy in a nightclub at night. The young master Jiao Qi, who went to the nightclub with friends and friends, caught Zhang Chenfei, who was sitting on the stage for the first time. "How much do you cost a night?" "Eight thousand."]
Behind, there are fragments composed of various mouths, which I can't understand at all, and I don't know how Zhang Chenfei read it with gusto.
"I think this little remark speaks to my heart." The President said moved.
"Where do you tell that your heart is born? Are these words?" Jiao Qi knocked on his forehead, "Go to sleep."
Zhang Chenfei stretched out his hand, took Xiaojiao's wife into his arms, and invited him to watch the full screen together: "Art is really higher than life. In fact, I don't even arrive at 800 a night."
"..."
The president who was short of money tried to recommend the eight-thousand-one night service to Young Master Jiao through fan fiction. However, Young Master was not fooled and only chose a basic package of 200 yuan.
I thought that the matter of selling oneself had passed, but when I woke up the next morning, an article titled "Revealing the Family History of Zhang Chen's Feifa" was suddenly circulated on the Internet. This article was written by a self-proclaimed former employee of a financial company. He said that he had done a project seven years ago and borrowed a lot of money to Zhang Chenfei. The reason was that Zhang Chenfei was very short of money at the time. He sold 5% of the shares to the old man, but the money was still not enough, so he borrowed it from them.
[At that time, Shi Fei was in a business crisis and almost couldn't keep it. If it weren't for the life-saving money of Lao Zhangren, he estimated that he would not be able to support the funds we loaned to him. 】
If the truth is mixed, it will bring a lot of financial industry terminology, which will make laymen feel very credible. Of course, some people questioned, saying that since the old man’s thighs are reported, why not borrow more money at once? The financial company’s lending is very expensive.
[Jiaoyang Real Estate was completely able to eat it at that time, but they were not married at that time, and the old man refused to give so much money, so he asked us to borrow it. We were originally unwilling to lend him a small start-up company, but Jiao Zuoren gave it a guarantee. 】
He has a nose and eyes, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Zhang Chenfei's fans, in addition to a group of boys and girls who chase his Jiao father every day, also have some chicken soup noodles. The so-called chicken soup powder is to drink Zhang Chenfei's struggle experience as inspirational chicken soup every day. Starting from nothing and becoming a super rich within ten years, this legend has attracted a large number of young people who are still struggling.
As soon as this article came out, many fans expressed their disappointment with Zhang Chenfei.
[What grassroots struggle is not because you have climbed up to be rich and handsome. 】
[Let it go, let it go, it is impossible to become the top rich man in a short time from scratch. 】
[It’s so mourning, why did my dream break! Zhang Chenfei, I hate you. 】
Jiao Qi looked angry, he knew best how his old attack climbed to this position step by step. Zhang Chenfei is a genius, a legend in the game industry, and should be respected instead of being inexplicably labeled as relying on the old man.
"Let them laugh, it's all facts." With a detached look that saw through the red dust, the president picked up the cucumber dipping sauce on the plate and handed it to Xiaojiao's wife for him to have breakfast quickly.
"Fact!" Jiao Qi took a bite of the cucumber and chewed it chuckingly.
While eating, Xiao Wei called Louis XIV. Seeing this name, Zhang Chenfei subconsciously looked at Xiaojiao's wife and ordered the speakerphone.
"That financial company is in trouble and has recently laid off a large number of employees. It should be the employees of their company who posted the article. It is estimated that it was bought by someone. Selling secrets at this time is very detrimental to the company." The lawyer lady over there explained concisely and concisely. Circumstances, this company wants to jointly file a complaint with Shi Fei.
"No need," Jiao Qi said directly, speaking on behalf of Zhang Chenfei. "For the financial company, it is an employee leak, and for Zhang Chenfei it is a reputation violation. Moreover, it is the financial company's responsibility to fail to protect customer information. If In the event of a stock price drop, Shi Fei is going to sue this company together. Please be prepared to respond."
The reason why gold medal lawyers have a high winning rate is that they not only have super-high professionalism, but also have a lot of contacts. Xiao Wei wanted to help clients tide over the difficulties with the help of his classmate relationship with Zhang Chenfei.
"President Jiao?" Xiao Hua choked, "This number..."
"I turned on the power amplifier." Zhang Chenfei admitted. When answering the phone call from the subject of the scandal, you must let the young master know, so as to avoid Jiao Qi's misunderstanding and reduce the service fee.
Talking to Zhang Chenfei alone can still rely on his classmates to help him, Jiao Qi couldn't talk while listening. Xiao Wei had to give up this plan and hung up the phone in a weird manner.
Driving to the company, Jiao Qi thought silently all the way. The plan Xiao Wei said is no loss to Shi Fei Technology. But joining with a financial company will make it possible for Zhang Chenfei to borrow money, and because of that sinister article, borrowing money from a financial company and borrowing money from Jiao Zuoren have been combined into a whole. In the face of the general public who are generally unwilling to think more, it is difficult to restore Zhang Chenfei's image.
This matter must be resolved quickly.
Send a message to Dad, telling him that he will be there this morning, and let Lao Gong drive the car directly to Sunshine Property.
"Are you angry?" Zhang Chenfei grabbed Jiao Qi who was about to get off the car, his expression a little disturbed. Why did you suddenly come here to Dad Jiao? Is it because you want to return his item
"no."
"You have it! Do you still suspect that I have a relationship with others?" The President's eyes were full of grievances.
A black business car steadily stopped behind the Maybach, the door opened, and Mr. Jiao Zuoren, who was holding a gentleman's walking stick, walked out. He looked up and saw his son's car, so he walked over and knocked on the window with his cane.
The co-pilot's glass slowly fell.
Jiao Qi was troubled by the unreasonable glass heart Zhang Da's trouble, turned his head to look at the person knocking on the window: "Who... Dad."
Zhang Chenfei is still swearing to the sky: "My cucumber is cleaner than the one you ate in the morning!"
Jiao Qi: "..."
Jiao Zuoren: "..."