This cheap son-in-law is really like a gold mine.
Feng Shihua said last time that even if Jiang Qin was not Feng Nanshu’s favorite, but just a stranger, he would probably help him because he appreciated his talent.
Facts have proven that his judgment was correct, even worse.
Just for all the shots made in the past half month, not one of them has hit the target. In addition to a long-term plan, it also requires strong control capabilities. After all, not everyone can control a plan that takes half a year. of living.
“Is the Shanghai market stable?”
“Stay calm. Now everyone should understand that I, Jiang Qin, am not a vase.” Jiang Qin spoke with a face full of relief.
Feng Shihua was making tea for Jiang Qin. He didn’t hear the last sentence and asked again: “Do you want to continue to push forward this market?”
Jiang Qin shook his head: “It’s not that Lashou.com doesn’t want to go to the Shanghai market, it’s just that it can’t make any moves for the time being. But if I push them into a hurry, they will jump over the wall. After all, I hit them too hard this time. I have to do it again.” , they might give up the second and third lines and do it to me.”
“It’s a good choice to leave a piece of rations and eat slowly later. At least it’s stable.”
“Yeah, and I’ve almost used up all my capital this time in the market. I have to get some blood back.”
After hearing this, Feng Shihua turned to look at him: “How much do you need?”
Jiang Qin took a deep breath and thought to himself, rich people are really arrogant: “I don’t need it at the moment, uncle, if I use your money, someone should say that I took advantage of Feng Nanshu.”
Did you see it? It’s clean!
Feng Shihua sighed. He always felt that Jiang Qin had a clean world in his heart, which was reserved for his niece. How about it now? Hit the nail on the head.
Rich and wealthy families receive too much courtesy and intimacy due to their interest exchanges. They don’t like it after eating too much, but get tired of it.
It would take someone like Jiang Qin, who didn’t even give him any money, to convince them that this kindness was not mixed with too many profit-related purposes.
Jiang Qin raised his head and glanced at the living room: “Where is aunt?”
Feng Shihua pointed in the direction of the kitchen: “I’ve been cooking in the kitchen since morning. I said I was going to make a big meal.”
“Auntie cooks herself?”
“Don’t you think you are coming? Otherwise, if your aunt can be so active, the food she cooks will be available to everyone who wants to eat it.”
Although Uncle Feng’s words sounded a bit like dog-licking, he was quite right.
The Feng family’s investments in Shanghai are all made by their aunt, and the Qin’s real estate is also owned by her aunt. Being able to eat the food cooked by her is definitely not a treatment that ordinary people can have.
When Jiang Qin came last time, there were other guests, so the food they ate was cooked by Wu’s mother, but this time there were no outsiders. Qin Jingqiu insisted on cooking by herself, so she started working from the morning.
What kind of seafood, chicken, duck and fish, the aroma is filled when cooking.