“asshole!”
“Didn’t you say that you can survive on bonuses?”
“Who would dislike having more money?”
Gao Wenhui turned her head and started to make milk tea.
Jiang Qin took a sip and said to himself, maybe my friendship with Feng Nanshu has reached its peak and we will be married to Jinlan under a red cloth, but you don’t need to worry about it!
At the same time, Qin Jingqiu began to look around the milk tea shop, glanced at the check-in wall, and then observed Hui Huizi who was making milk tea.
Xitian is currently the most popular milk tea brand in the domestic market, with 1,500 branches open all over the country, and its valuation has exceeded 10 billion.
Let’s put it this way, even if Nan Shu was not born into the Feng family, she would still be a shining little rich woman.
Feng Nanshu has a vague concept of money, and he doesn’t care about Xitian’s valuation. What he cares most about is the identity of the boss’s wife.
But the Xitian brand fell in Qin Jingqiu’s eyes because of Jiang Qin’s doting on Feng Nanshu.
To be honest, Qin Jingqiu felt that Jiang Qin was a little too kind to Feng Nanshu, almost sparing no effort and being unprepared.
Of course Nanshu is worth it.
But from a normal perspective, human nature always has a selfish side.
But Jiang Qin didn’t seem to have this side to Feng Nanshu at all.
What Qin Jingqiu didn’t know was that ever since the little rich woman borrowed Jiang Qin’s first pot of gold, Jiang Qin was destined to have no reservations about the little rich woman in his life.
At this moment, three figures came to Xitian’s door, blushing and waving to Jiang Qin. They were Jian Chun, Song Qingqing and Jiang Tian.
They thought about it for a whole class and finally decided to explain the pillow matter to Jiang Qin.
“Jiang Qin, that pillow…”
“Actually, I understand, not everyone can be in the same class as Yanzu.”
“Huh? Oh…”
Jian Chun and Jiang Tian looked at each other: “And the water stain on the pillow is on your face. Tea was accidentally poured on it.”
Jiang Qin was silent for a while, thinking that it would be better not to explain.
At the same time, Qin Jingqiu was sitting in front of the bar, listening to Gao Wenhui complaining about Jiang Qin’s salary deduction. When she saw three little girls outside the door who were blushing, she couldn’t help but feel a little concerned.
Jiang Qin’s career is getting bigger and bigger, and she is a little afraid that Nan Shu will be bullied.