It snowed heavily in Beijing all night and didn't stop until early the next morning. The Yuntu Villa was completely white.
The property management staff got up early in the morning to shovel the snow to make it easier for vehicles to enter and exit. They even sent someone to the door to ask if they needed help?
"No, thank you!" Chen Qingshuang, the housekeeper of the villa, declined politely. There are indeed not enough maids at Yuntu Villa. However, the area to be cleaned is only the parking lot inside the gate, and the rest can be walked.
She just went to the second floor to take a look. Brother Jing hadn't gotten up yet, so he, Guan Yujia, Feng Wan, and Zheng Xiaobing were playing Honor of Kings online with their mobile phones. The four of them were shouting and having a great time. She went over to take a look.
At a glance, Brother Jing chose Sun Wukong. The line was: Eat my old Sun Yi ().
Guan Yujia chose the mage "Da Ji" to take the middle route. Feng Wan chose the assistant "Cai Wenji", who stayed with Brother Jing throughout the whole process and was considerate and gentle. Zheng Xiaobing chose the shooter "Yu Ji" to accompany Brother Jing to the canyon.
Taking heads, constantly being super awesome.
She had an average personal relationship with Guan Yujia. After saying hello to Brother Jing, she went out and did not participate. Brother Jing really still plays this game!
Therefore, she would definitely not let outsiders come in to clear the snow. She ordered the kitchen to prepare a nutritious breakfast, and she started to deal with her work time again. At this time, Jing Gao's cell phone that was kept in her hand suddenly rang.
The call was from Ren He's eldest son, Ren Zhi. After a few words of greeting, he said: "Assistant Chen, my dad passed away at 2:24 this morning. I will formally notify Mr. Shijing. The memorial ceremony is scheduled for 10 a.m. tomorrow morning.
at home…"
Chen Qingshuang said: "Mr. Ren, I will tell Mr. Jing in time." She was sure that Brother Jing had received the news early this morning. Many people knew about the affair between Ren Jiahui and Brother Jing.
But when the eldest son of the Ren family officially sent the obituary, Brother Jing would definitely express it. As for whether Brother Jing would go in person or send a representative, that was not something she could decide.
"Assistant Chen, thank you!" Ren Zhi's voice was filled with pain and dryness.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingshuang thought for a while and called the assistant Guo Qianqian who was transferred from Tang Xuan, the person in charge of Xiangcheng takeout, to explain the matter again and said: "Qianqian, go and see if the general manager is up, and ask him to get one."
idea."
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After the morning exercise ended, the room became quiet. You could hear the sound of dead branches blowing in the wind outside. This is the advantage of the villa area. It is quiet in the bustle of the city and has its own style.
"Brother Jing, the snow has stopped!" Feng Wan, who was moist and gentle, sighed softly. The 26-year-old beautiful young woman was like a piece of gentle and soft jade.
"Yeah." Zheng Xiaobing gave a lazily nasal sound.
Guan Yujia is 1.65 meters tall and the oldest. She is twenty-eight years old this year. She is a charming beauty. After asking Feng Wan, she learned that it was just before nine in the morning. She said softly: "Brother, do you want to sleep for a while?"
meeting?"
Jing Gao was enjoying his refreshing saint time. Hearing the big demon Guan Guan say "brother", he felt very soft. He was so gentle and gentle in his hometown! He smiled and said, "I have something to do today! I'm going to leave the capital."
"What's going on?" Guan Yujia is Jing Gao's secretary outside. Major groups and companies rely on her to upload and deliver reports. Whether it's the housekeeper position at Yuntu Villa in Beijing, or Nie Yunxi, Gu Xi in the Magic City
The Xi team is all under her control. But in front of the man she loves, she, who is nicknamed the "big fairy", just wants to be a big fairy and does not want to think about annoying things in business.
Jing Gao smiled and held Guan Yujia's hair, leaned over to look at her charming face, and said: "Dayuan Investment has been scrapped, I have to prepare to go abroad. Before leaving the capital, I have to make arrangements for the future.
road."
The foundation of Song Yao invested by Dayuan was too shallow. He gave a gentle push and Song Yao collapsed. The money borrowed from private equity funds is always not as good as having money of his own! And his final opponent is not someone who has returned to China for two years.
A mere child with a yellow mouth!
His enemies are in the South.
The three beauties all nodded.
After following Jing Gao for a long time, of course they understood what was going on. It would be very bad if Jing Ge left the capital to engage in business competition outside and was sued to the higher authorities.
Jing Gao looked at the three beauties looking at him with their beautiful eyes, full of tenderness, and nodded in unison. He couldn't help but feel tenderness in his heart. This scene of beauties like delicate flowers was really beautiful. And he was the only one in this scenery.
It’s so satisfying to be able to appreciate this point in my life!
At this time, when he heard a knock on the door, Jing Gao said: "Come in!" His play with the concubines did not shy away from Concubine Qingshuang and Xiaoli.
But the girl who came in made him stunned.
"." Guo Qianqian almost screamed in shock. This scene really made people's eyes look like needles! Her fair and innocent oval face suddenly turned crimson, and the words in her throat were so heavy that she couldn't speak.
She knocked on the door as usual, preparing to report. But when Mr. Jing heard the knock on the door, he called her in. How could she have imagined that this was the scene inside.
Jing Gao is very thick-skinned. Anyway, I am not embarrassed. It is others who are embarrassed. He smiled and said: "Qianqian, when do you want to see it? Why don't you close your eyes!"
I was really stupid. Guo Qianqian followed her words and quickly closed her eyes.
Guo Qianqian closed her eyes and said: "Mr. Jing, Ren He, the boss of Galaxy Group, passed away early this morning. His eldest son Ren Zhi just called the mobile phone kept by Sister Qingshuang to officially notify the obituary. Sister Qingshuang asked me to come and give the obituary notice.
You report it."
"I knew the news right away. I haven't decided yet whether I want to go to express my condolences or not." Jing Gao received a phone call from Ren Jiahui in his sleep early this morning, and also received a WeChat message from Zhang Ting.
He endured tiredness and called Jiahui for nearly an hour to comfort her. He also sent a WeChat message to comfort her to Sister Ting.
"Sister Ting, my condolences..."
"Xiaojing, thank you."
He writes mostly old sayings. But birth, old age, illness and death are common occurrences in the world, and old sayings that can be passed down for hundreds of years are naturally the essence of comforting words.
However, in terms of his true nature, Jing Gao didn't have much feelings about Ren He's death. Through the ages, heroes have never been found, and Sun Zhong sought a place. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind and rain always blow away the wind. Ren He,
Galaxy Group was no longer his opponent a long time ago! It was just a dilemma for him whether to go to express condolences or not.
"Qianqian, bring me the phone. I'll ask someone."
"Oh." Guo Qianqian did as she was told, walked over, took her mobile phone and dialed out according to Jing Gao's instructions.
Jing Gao's call was to his former assistant Nie Yunxi. The thirty-three-year-old beauty Yunxi traveled from Shanghai to Beijing in November. After becoming pregnant, she resigned and returned to her hometown of Hangzhou to recuperate. Naturally, Jing Gao would not
Treat your own woman badly.
Doctors, maids, chefs, nannies, and accommodation were all arranged for her. She planned to settle down in Hangzhou after giving birth and continue teaching at Zhejiang University.
As for Yun Xi, actually few people know her in Hangcheng, and even more people know her in Jinling where she used to work. After all, she is only an associate professor at Zhejiang University in Hangcheng, specializing in teaching eloquence, etiquette, and success studies.
.And she has been working in Jinling for a year and a half as a deputy mayor...
"Xiaojing, it depends on what you think. If you are worried that the Ren family notified you just out of etiquette, and will be regarded as a demonstration by relatives and friends of the Ren family who are still in the system at the memorial service, then you can go with Professor Zhao
.His personal relationship with Ren He is recognized. And you were introduced to Ren He by him.
In this way, if you go, you can be seen by the outside world as reconciling with the Ren family, which will also be good for your personal image. Husband, although it is a modern society, the upper class circle is actually very small. A polite and polite image will be good for you
From a human perspective, it’s a good thing. It’s well-known!
Of course, you can also send Guan Yujia and An Zhiwen to represent you. This way you will save a lot of trouble. Let this matter pass peacefully. No one will go back to accuse you. The current status of you and the Ren family is poor.
far away."
Jing Gao himself is just a middle-aged man, so he usually pays great attention to learning and listening to the opinions of the Taichu Think Tank he established. In the past few years, he has also improved under pressure from all aspects. He can hear Yun Xi
My opinion is to let him go to express condolences.
"Okay, Yunxi, I'll go there tomorrow!"
Nie Yunxi giggled. She had her mother taking care of her during her pregnancy, and she was in a great mood. She said, "Xiaojing, you are so good!"
Jing Gao also laughed.
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It took more than an hour for Chen Qingshuang to receive a report from Guo Qianqian in her office on the first floor of the west annex building of Yuntu Villa: "Sister Qingshuang, Brother Jing said that he would go to express condolences tomorrow and asked you to call Ren Zhi, and then
Professor Zhao’s daughter, Zhao Shiyan, called and made an appointment with Professor Zhao and we will go together tomorrow.”
"Yeah." Chen Qingshuang looked at Guo Qianqian's pure, white and delicate face. The 21-year-old girl's pretty face turned red and she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, "Silly girl! Are there any more?"
Guo Qianqian's fair oval face was hot, and her legs in jeans were tightly pressed together. She lowered her head and said, "Brother Jing arranged for me to go back to Hangzhou tomorrow to serve as an errand to Professor Nie. I have to inform Fei Jiayi later."
Brother said he wanted to talk to her."
"Okay. You go and do things. I will let Qiu Yunzhen book a flight for you in the evening. Do you have enough time to pack your clothes?"
"Enough." Guo Qianqian's face was as beautiful as burning clouds, and she left as if running away.