Watching Ji Momo leave in the car, Xiaojiu patted Liu Jingwei's shoulder heavily, "Brother Liu, I finally saw the money to turn around!"
Liu Jingwei blinked, his mouth bitter, why did he feel like he was on a pirate ship?
What kind of international joke are you kidding? She is a scumbag junior college student who wants to get into the hellish Pudaokou Institute of Finance? It’s already dawn, but she still hasn’t woken up from her dream?
"Brother Liu, why didn't you tell Miss Mo Mo that you were also preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination? If Miss Mo Mo passed the exam, wouldn't you two be brothers and sisters?"
Liu Jingwei glared at Xiaojiu, "Please call me Mr. Liu from now on, and don't pat me down, I am your boss."
Xiaojiu was stunned by his yelling, "What are you doing? Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?"
"No!" he said with a cry.
Xiaojiu said with a clear expression, "Brother Liu, I think you have a serious endocrine disorder. You should find a girlfriend and do some adult things to vent your anger."
"You, who are you chatting with?" Liu Jingwei asked tremblingly.
"Little girl, how old are you that you dare to make dirty jokes with your boss? Let me tell you, I, I, I cried because I shouldn't be impulsive in buying advertising space at the end of the season."
At that time, I didn't know what was wrong, so I spent the only 20,000 yuan in my account to buy two A4 paper advertising spaces.
At the end of the second quarter, he advertised for them again. At this time, there were more phone consultations. On average, he received thousands of calls every day. He had no choice but to get his parents to the company to be responsible for registration.
"The moon is full of love and should recognize me. We will meet each other in a foreign land every year."
"I really didn't expect that the daughter of a wealthy family would be obsessed with getting admitted to Tsinghua University. As the saying goes, you can only be short-tongued and soft-handed. You must find a way to get admitted to Tsinghua University at the end of the season."
"Sister, where can I buy swimsuits? I want to enjoy my life."
Hey! It doesn’t matter whether the Ji family is bankrupt or not, what does it have to do with her sisters?
After her biological child came back, she didn't see how kind the Ji family was to her. Now that she's in trouble, there's no way for her to pay off her father's debts.
The third time, we had to contact him at the end of the season. He was socially terrified and didn't know what to say to her, so he kept avoiding her.
"I know, you don't need to remind me." Liu Jingwei said weakly.
Go ahead and play, have fun, she is the hostess, and of course she must let her sisters go home happily.
The three of them returned to Ningcheng together, sent Liang Xiaoyu to the hotel where Liang Shi was staying, and then went to the "Miss You" study room.
After wearing the book, her nerves were always tense. Even when she went abroad to negotiate with Liang Shi, she did not fully appreciate the exotic customs.
Back at the resort, Cui Fengnan told her that Ji Bingbing had left and asked her what her plans were.
"Didn't you say there are hot springs? Let's go to the hot springs next."
Xiaojiu leaned into his ear like a ghost and said, "Brother Liu, I heard that Ji Momo's family went bankrupt, and that 100,000 yuan is probably her last money."
Her purpose of coming to the capital was all achieved, and there was an unexpected gain. She had not planned to go to Liu Jingwei, but he took the initiative to come to her door, so she felt very comfortable.
Unexpectedly, I would catch a glimpse of Ji Momo standing at the gate of Tsinghua University among the huge crowd.
"What should I buy? My sister can give you a few sets."
By some strange coincidence, I got a big job worth one hundred thousand yuan.
"Who came up with the name? I miss you, it's very artistic."
"What?" Cui Fengnan asked in surprise, not hearing what she said clearly.
"Nothing, just go in."
There were two oversized barley flower baskets placed at the door, which made people laugh and cry.
This is her study room, and she doesn't sell any goods. It's a bit claptrap.
The bright moon should recognize me affectionately, and we will see each other in a foreign land every year! Happy Lantern Festival, my little cuties!