Chen Nuo hastily put away his smiling face: "Yes, young master, there is indeed a reason why I don't have a girlfriend at such an age, for example, I'm too busy with work and don't have time"
Mark Tingchen said quietly: "Then shall I give you a long vacation? Or let you retire twenty or thirty years earlier?"
Chen Nuo shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I'm happy to help you. Even if I reach retirement age, if I don't have any serious problems, I can still drive for you for ten more years."
Jingjia Mansion.
After Xia Lan was pinched by Anya, she has been lying in bed, with a low fever from time to time. The doctor said it was caused by excessive shock, and she just needs to rest and recuperate.
Because of this, Jing Shaoqing ran back to Jing's mansion more often, mostly out of distress and guilt for his mother. Seeing Jing Chengxu personally serving Xia Lan on the saddle, he changed his mind towards Jing Chengxu a little. Although he still didn't say hello, he no longer had a cold face.
"Shaoqing, don't worry about me. I have your dad taking care of me. I'm fine. The small problem is that I can't stand it when I'm old. By the way, pay more attention to the Jiangnan branch in the southern part of the city. The company has a solid foundation, its annual profit is second only to the head office, and it is in the imperial capital, hurry up, mom can't make trouble anymore, your father is not this material, it's up to you."
Facing Xia Lan's broken thoughts, Jing Shaoqing said helplessly: "I know, I'll go over there for a few days after I'm done with the work at hand, and you can just leave it alone and have a good rest."
There was a triumphant smile on the corner of Xia Lan's lips: "Okay, you can go back if you have nothing to do, you don't have to run to me all the time and delay your work. Fortunately, Anya has nothing to do with you, and the piece of meat in your stomach has nothing to do with you, either. This is the greatest relief to me, I am in a good mood, and I can get up and jump tomorrow."
Jing Shaoqing nodded, didn't say anything else, turned around and left.
As soon as he left, Xia Lan sat up on the bed full of energy: "Have you noticed that your son has become less talkative recently? He wasn't like this before."
Before Jing Chengxu could say anything, Xia Lan put a hat on him: "It must be because you don't like to talk, this problem is contagious!"
The corners of Jing Chengxu's mouth twitched: "Xiaolan, without such a person, how long have I been with Shaoqing? If you want to be infected, you must be the first to be infected, right? I think he has a hurdle in his heart and he is suffocating himself. Now, it's none of my business. Aren't you making arrangements? Whether it works or not will be seen soon."
Xia Lan muttered: "Aren't I in a hurry? I deliberately got Yaoyao to the branch office, and then let Shaoqing go there. As long as we can meet and get along, there will be progress. I'm afraid he won't be smart enough."
On this point, Jing Sung-wook is still quite confident: "Does he seem to be the kind of person who is not enlightened? You just worry about it, unless he doesn't want to, there is no such thing as not being enlightened. If you are fine, just leave Let's go, just pretend to show Shaoqing, Doudou has been guarding your bed all day."
Xia Lan is already fine, the main reason is to create a tense atmosphere for Jing Shaoqing to see, otherwise how could he take her words to heart? She got out of bed energetically, picked up the dog and went downstairs: "Let's go, let's take you to eat delicious food. I have treated you badly these two days, and I didn't even hug you. Are you wronged?"
Half a month later, the weather in the imperial capital reached the highest temperature that is customary every year. It was so hot that people just wanted to stay under the air conditioner without moving at all.
Wen Yan and Xiaotuanzi were about to get sick from boredom. The little guy couldn't resist heat, so he was afraid of heat stroke if he was taken outside. She rarely even took him to the yard, and only walked around the yard in the evening after sunset. No matter how big the Mu residence is, it looks small right now, and it would be boring not to go out.
Mark Tingchen has been so busy recently that he can't see anyone sooner or later. He left before Wen Yan opened his eyes, and he didn't go home until he fell asleep at night. She doubted that if this continued, Xiaotuanzi would become ignorant of him. Dad, after all, even though we live under the same roof, we can't see each other. It's not normal for children to have a bad memory.
M Moser Group Building, President's Office.
Mo Tingchen's face seemed to be covered with ice, and he leaned against the desk with his hands propped back on the edge of the desk. The tense atmosphere made the company employees standing in front of him shiver.
"Looking for the land, I searched for a long time, and found it in someone else's hands. He, Ye Junjue, can spit out the food he ate? The land we fancy was snatched by him. Don't you have no brains?! Your brains pretend Is it paste? Just take out the paste and paste it on the wall!"
That¡¯s right, after some investigations into the market, I found out that Ye Junjue has monopolized all the valuable and tradable land, and none of them was left behind. That kind of thing doesn't make sense to buy.
Ye Junjue spends a lot of money, and there is no ambiguity in every bidding meetingHowever, no matter how much it cost, I bought them one by one, as if what I was buying was not a sky-high price of land, but a piece of candy, without batting an eyelid. His behavior is very unpredictable, but if he is rich and willful, as long as he monopolizes so much land, he will definitely make huge profits in the end. If he is rich, he can really do whatever he wants.
Mo Tingchen was so annoyed by this matter that he couldn't find a good solution. He vaguely felt that he was being targeted, but Ye Junjue's behavior was not only targeting him, but also all the real estate developers and buyers in the imperial capital. people of the land. The moment Ye Junjue came to the imperial capital, there was a turmoil. This is not a good sign.
Someone suggested: "How about Let's talk to Ye Junjue? He is too unkind to do this. He will not give others a way to survive, and he is not afraid of eating so much to death."
Mark Tingchen's stern face showed a dark smile: "Go to talk to him? Do you know what that means? It means that I am giving in to him and begging him to be merciful and give me the land. You think he got into it Will you really spit it out?"
There was a sudden silence in the office, and no one dared to speak anymore.
Mark Tingchen also saw that relying on this group of people would not accomplish anything, he waved his hands irritably: "Go out, let's put this matter aside, you don't have to worry about it."
Now, Ye Junjue can't get through, so he can only start from other places. If he remembers correctly, Jing's family has rich real estate, and Jing Shaoqing may still have vacant land in his hand. Of course, he will choose to look for it. My good brother.
The call was made, and it was connected quickly. He cut to the point: "Shaoqing, do you still have any good land in your hand? I'll buy it at the market price, and you can add more."
Jing Shaoqing said playfully: "What a coincidence, just now my secretary came to tell me that Ye Junjue was looking for me, and now you are calling again. To tell you the truth, there is really a good piece of land. He must already know about it. Listen to what he has to say."
Mo Tingchen held his breath, and soon, Ye Junjue's voice came from Jing Shaoqing's side: "Mr. Jing, don't come here without any problems." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com