“What kind of instant noodles do you want to eat? You invested in a logistics park and a customer service center in Jeju, and people treat me to dinner three times a day.”
Jiang Qin glanced at his biological father: “Then you send photos to my mother all day long and say you eat instant noodles again?”
Jiang Zhenghong hissed and showed a serious expression: “This is a man’s wisdom. Don’t tell your mother, she will love me because I eat instant noodles.”
“Is this also the wisdom of men?”
“This is how men survive.”
After a while, Jiang Qin brought his father to the hospital. Qin Jingqiu and Feng Shihua were also there.
My uncle seems to be a little irritable at work recently, his eyes are not bright, and he has completely lost his previous happiness.
When Jiang Qin saw Feng Shihua, he felt happy and said to himself that his uncle’s mental state was really like that of today’s migrant workers. He always didn’t want to go to work seven days a week, and the thought of going to work made his life feel bleak.
Time passed little by little, and the due date was getting closer and closer.
During this process, the four elders also went to Jing’an Temple together to pray for Feng Nanshu and Jiang Ainan.
Jiang Qin was actually a little anxious and excited. He couldn’t calm down. Even when he was working, he would be a little distracted. He was always thinking about his little rich woman and the mini-rich woman who was about to be born in his belly.
At this time, Pintuan’s overseas research team has been formed and fully prepared to embark on the road to overseas markets.
Dai Zhitao failed to persuade Guan Shen to change regions, and he still had to go to Singapore.
Just kidding, Korean dramas are so popular right now. As a woman, Guan Shen has long wanted to watch them. How could she possibly switch to researching the market with him, not to mention that their team has collected all the information on the Korean market.
Dai Zhitao was helpless. He stared at his yellowed fingers for a long time, thinking to himself how many whippings he would get for this. Don’t make it a hobby…
Jiang Qin came to the company specially, took them on the bus to the airport, and then called Cao Guangyu.
The young master’s voice has become hoarse these days when he speaks on talk shows, and his words have an electronic sound, which sounds very exciting.
“Master, what are you doing?”
“I’m training Chaozi to brag. From now on, we’ll take turns on stage to brag, otherwise I’ll be useless. What can I do for you?”
“My little rich lady wants to eat your apple pie. Make me one. I’ll go to your store to get it later.”
After hearing this, Master Cao’s voice became sharp: “Where is the apple pie? This thing has been on sale for two months and is now off the shelves.”
Jiang Qin smacked him: “Don’t beep, give it to her if she wants to eat. Let’s do this. I’ll go get it after work.”
“It’s so annoying, no!”
“You make me apple pie, and I can tell your fortune for you.”