“Can my small company’s products be exported?”

After Acheng left, she couldn't help but be curious, so she asked.

Jianye Automobile Company is called a car company, but in fact it can only manufacture some auto parts, and the technology is not advanced enough. They are all used by some low-end domestic cars.

Unexpectedly, it was sold overseas just a short time after being acquired by Jiang Rongqing.

"Um."

Jiang Rongqing seemed not to want to say more and nodded perfunctorily.

"Is the shipping company you brought from the Shen family responsible for the overseas shipping routes?"

She asked further.

Jiang Rongqing still dismissed her with a "hmm" word.

"However, the income from exporting such low-end industrial products is completely incomparable to your investment in movies. Why are you so concerned about my small company?"

When he asked this question, Song Yunyan had a trace of expectation hidden in his heart that he had not noticed yet.

After she finished speaking, her heart was beating fast, and she lowered her eyelids, feeling embarrassed to look at the man's face.

Hearing this, Jiang Rongqing tightened her fingers.

Glancing at the little woman's shy little face, his lips suddenly tightened, and a slight feeling of guilt surged in his chest.

After a moment of pause, he said calmly: "You also said that it is your family's company."

Is it really for her?

Song Yunyan's face turned red, she said "Oh" stupidly, and finally stopped.

I couldn't help but feel a little sweet in my heart.

After Acheng left, the two had a simple dinner together.

It is still a soup that is easy to digest.

Staring at a dish of garlic pork ribs on the small dining table, Song Yunyan licked her lips.

"This is not yours, eat this."

With a cold face, Jiang Rongqing pulled away the plate of ribs and placed a plate of boiled vegetables under her eyes.

"Just one bite."

Song Yunyan gestured with her little finger, staring longingly at the delicious ribs.

Seeing this, a smile broke out on the man's stern face.

A stubborn and cold little woman, once she softens, is just a childish and silly little girl.

"how old are you?"

He couldn't help but tease.

Song Yunyan flattened her mouth, lowered her face to eat her tasteless white porridge, and said dullly: "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. What's the big deal!"

Jiang Rongqing couldn't help but laugh, shook his head helplessly, and suddenly stood up.

"what are you doing?"

Song Yunyan asked curiously as he picked up the plate of garlic pork ribs and braised fish.

The man didn't answer, but dumped the two plates of barely touched hard vegetables into the trash can.

"What are you doing! What a waste!"

Song Yunyan cried out distressedly.

The man Shi Shiran came back and took a mouthful of the same white porridge as hers with a spoon. Without raising his head, he said calmly: "Don't be greedy. Why don't you let me accompany you?"

The tone was not very gentle, and seemed to be a bit angry.

But Song Yunyan's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been hit by something.

Her face started to feel hot for no reason, she ruffled her hair and hurriedly lowered her head to eat, not daring to look at him anymore.

he……

Does this mean that you want to share the joys and sorrows with her?

Suddenly, she felt that the bland white porridge and boiled vegetables were not so unpalatable.

After the meal, the aloof Mr. Jiang refused to be condescending.

Today Song Yunyan can walk normally, so he naturally told her: "Go and get rid of these."

Glancing at the table full of kitchen waste and tableware, Song Yunyan curled her lips and tidied up obediently as he ordered.

After cleaning up, she returned to the ward and found that Jiang Rongqing had already put on her coat.

"Want to go back to the hotel?"

Last night, he spent the night with her here.

After all, the conditions here are not good, and since he is so valuable, I'm afraid he won't be able to get used to living there and will have to leave.

Song Yunyan asked, feeling a trace of reluctance in her heart.

"Heh, I've been with you all day, and now I'm going to chase you away? Your conscience has been eaten by a dog?"

The casual suit, worn on his straight body, gave him a more formal look.

While buttoning up, he lowered the corners of his mouth and said angrily.

Licking her lips, Song Yunyan hurriedly said: "No, I didn't drive you away, I just asked." Then she continued to ask, "If you don't leave, why are you wearing clothes?"

Before she could finish her words, a piece of clothing was put over her head.

"Hello!"

Her vision suddenly went dark, and she was startled. She hurriedly took her clothes away, and saw the man with a half-smiling look on his face.

"The doctor said you can go out and walk today!"

He explained to her angrily: "Why don't you go for a walk after eating and wait to gain weight?"

Song Yunyan glared at him speechlessly.

Can't you just say that you want to take her for a walk?

It has to be so awkward!

They each put on their coats and went out together.

"Hey, wait!"

When he reached the door, Song Yunyan suddenly remembered something and shouted.

"Why is it so troublesome!"

The man's face darkened slightly, but his figure was already frozen in place, obviously waiting for her.

Song Yunyan laughed secretly in her heart, quickly opened the drawer and took out a board of colorful stickers.

Jiang Rongqing frowned when he saw her tearing off a small rabbit pattern and sticking it on her collar.

"What is this?"

"Anti-mosquito stickers! This place is close to the wild, and the mosquitoes are very powerful! One bite can lift a big bag."

While she was talking, she tore off another one with a lion pattern and pretended to stick it on him.

"Hello."

The man looked disgusted and ducked away.

"Put it on, otherwise I won't be responsible if I bite you."

Song Yunyan insisted.

Lowering his eyes and briefly glancing at the cartoon sticker, Jiang Rongqing had a complicated expression on his face.

But in the end, he froze and didn't move, letting the little woman put the sticker on his chest.

The pure black fabric is high-end and crisp, exuding a serious and ascetic aura.

And that colorful sticker…

It's really too inconsistent.

Because of this sticker, Jiang Rongqing kept a straight face all the way.

When he got downstairs, he pursed his lips and said nothing, as if he had been greatly insulted.

Seeing his cold face, Song Yunyan not only lost her initial fear, but she couldn't hold back her laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

The man's eyes immediately glanced at me coldly, with a questioning and oppressive look in his eyes.

"Ahem!"
To be continued...