The old gangster's happy days passed for a few more days, but they were no longer tired of being together day and night. Beauty Yang had to go to MBA classes, and he needed intensive training;
During this period, he also did or heard a lot of things, such as meeting with Lao Song and the head of a professional decoration company with the decoration design drawings of the villa to sign a decoration agreement; going to the trader training base to inspect the operating results of several people;
Finally, I received a call from Brother Zhang and Sister Wang, saying that the renovation had been completed and that they would find an auspicious day to open the Internet cafe and computer store together. I received a call from my father, saying that I and my eldest brother were going to Singapore to register real estate with professionals and translators.
company.
On this day, as expected, the old gangster received two more express packages from the United States;
Looking at the two very simple business licenses, the old gangster smiled. The national conditions are really different. If you open a company in China, the red seals you need to stamp can probably cover an adult's butt.
In addition to the business license, there is also an oval company seal issued by the state government, and a letter of thanks from the Secretary of State, such as welcome to start a company in New York State, contact the state office if you have any questions, and wish you a good day.
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It happened that Miss Yang came back at noon, and the old gangster handed her the license.
After reading this, the girl said with a happy face: "Husband, I think you are right to open a company in the United States. Two days ago, I carefully checked the advantages of opening a company in the United States. Do you want me to tell you?
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Of course the old gangster said: "Come and listen? Sit here!" After saying that, he patted his thigh.
So after Miss Yang sat down, she said happily: "Well, what I remember most is that we can now open offshore accounts in the Caribbean or Hong Kong, with funds flowing in and out freely without currency control, and offshore companies enjoy the benefits of the U.S. government
tax-free policy; well, there is also what you said about accepting overseas remittances, and then turning to China in the form of foreign investment, and enjoying China’s preferential policies for foreign investment; well, now we can issue remittances in the name of the company there.
Give someone a personal invitation letter, apply for a business visa, etc. As for obtaining a green card and immigration, it will be easier than before."
The old gangster smiled: "Of course I need a green card, but it's okay to become a U.S. citizen. I don't want to be a second-class citizen or a servant to some descendant of the Anglo-Saxons."
"Well, hubby, now that the registration is successful, are you going there again?" Miss Yang asked.
"No need for the time being. The investment company is a bit special. We can implement remote control here, but we do need to recruit a secretary to the board of directors and a few traders there."
Miss Yang has attended an MBA class, so of course she understands what a secretary to the board of directors is, and does not know about business matters. She thinks that "secretary to the board of directors" is some kind of beauty Xiaomi who is the chairman of the board.
The old gangster patted her tender face again and asked: "How is your family? That Chinese medicine processing factory? I think your eldest brother is quite good. When are you going to invite him over to play?"
Beauty Yang immediately smiled and said: "If you want my elder brother to come, I will call him this afternoon. The factory at home has passed the crisis, so take your time."
"Okay! Baby, go and cook for your husband!" The old gangster pulled her up, patted her butt, and said with a smile.
Beauty Yang snorted happily and walked out.
The old gangster took out his phone and quickly called Manager Wang and President Song to tell them that the company's application had been received, and the three of them would get together for a meal in the evening.
Of course the two of them readily agreed.
Then he stood up, locked the study door, and said softly: "Auntie, it's easier now. We can open an electronics company in Xijing with American capital. Where do you think we should start?"
"Humph, let's start with animation production. Didn't I tell you before? Boss, you have such a bad memory." said the girl.
"Hey, I guess my aunt's new home will be arriving in the next two days! Then the animation production belongs to the animation studio under the Electronic Technology Company under our Lanyin Group? Hey, it's called Lanyin Animation for short!" the old gangster said.
The old gangster walked out of the study and came to the kitchen. While admiring the super beautiful wife cooking, he said: "The decoration of the big villa over there has begun, and Lao Song's has also started. He called two subordinates,
Haha, they are helping us run errands. If they are responsible enough, they can give you some labor fees. The required building materials, bulletproof glass, etc., hehe, I have also started to book my wife's big bathtub and so on. Some of them are
It was shipped from abroad or from Shanghai."
Beauty Yang was wearing thin gloves and washing vegetables while saying: "Then we can start looking for a nanny now. It is estimated that we will not be able to find the kind of nanny we want for a while, so it is better to look for her earlier."
"Daughter-in-law, go and do this!" the old gangster laughed.
"Yeah!" Miss Yang smiled.
"I still have to go to the villa for decoration, especially when decorating the laboratory; by the way, now that our company application has been approved, we can now set up a wholly-owned subsidiary here as a US-owned company.
.I thought about it and opened an animation production company here in China. Wife, you will be the CEO!"
Miss Yang put down the food in her hand, turned her head, and asked doubtfully: "Animation production company?"
After casually explaining it to her, the old gangster hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I will wash the vegetables for you. The old hens from the day before yesterday and the little roosters from yesterday are quite good. From now on, we will eat chickens and will definitely not buy them from the vegetable market. We will eat fish and
The same goes for meat. You can send people to the countryside to buy it or have it delivered to your door. It doesn't matter if it's a little more expensive."
Beauty Yang remembered the scene when the old gangster fed her old hen soup the day before yesterday, and said with a happy face: "Well, hubby, if you like it, I will drive to buy it for you in the next few days!"
When the old gangster heard this, he hurriedly threw his hands away, hugged her waist, wiped his hands on her apron, and said jokingly: "How can you go? Such a beautiful wife goes to the countryside to buy a baby.
Rooster? What if you are molested by some wild boy?"
Beauty Yang smiled like a flower in bloom and said, "Husband, you can wash the vegetables first."
After dinner, Miss Yang took a rest and went to school again. She is a very smart girl and knows what personal space is. The old gangster received another call from Zhang Baoxiu yesterday, saying that she wanted to see him. The old gangster has been every night in the past few nights.
He was living a life like a fairy. Under such circumstances, the shadow that lingered most in his mind was that of Miss Yang.
So he replied to Zhang Baoxiu and said, "Let's spend some time. After some time, Sister Baoxiu will clean up and let me eat you."
Such shameless words can somewhat dispel Zhang Baoxiu's slightly disappointed mood.
As long as Zhang Baoxiu is at home, she will change the water and feed the two little goldfish every day, and the two little turtles that the old gangster once bought have long been placed in a large plastic bucket. Beauty Yang is very concerned about these little turtles with peculiar smell.
Animals don't like it very much.
On this day, Zhang Baoxiu was a little disappointed, because Wu Yuqing finally said something bad on the plane today: You are also trying to steal my sister's husband, you are so shameless!
When she heard this, her eyes immediately turned red. Later, with Sister Qianqian's comfort, she went to the bathroom and washed her face before she calmed down.
When she got off the plane and took the airport bus to the Civil Aviation Hotel, Wu Yuqing was sitting behind her. She always felt that there was a hateful gaze staring at the back of her head, which made her a little bit uncomfortable.
She was angry and kept taking deep breaths. Song Qianqian next to her noticed something strange and said softly, don't think so much. What men choose is their business and no one else can control it.
Zhang Baoxiu looked at her gratefully and said thank you lightly.
It wasn't until she sat on her chair that she breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out her exquisite mobile phone, looked at it, and couldn't help but text the old gangster again: Yifan, did I do something wrong?
The old gangster was just about to see how the Internet cafe was decorated when he suddenly received such a question from her. He thought it was strange and quickly dialed the number.
"What's wrong, Sister Baoxiu?" the old gangster asked with confusion.
As soon as Zhang Baoxiu heard his voice, she felt terribly wronged and burst into tears.
After the old gangster was reborn, he had never seen any girl cry like she did at this time. Zixuan's cry was just sobbing, and she immediately said without restraint: "Where are you now?"
Zhang Baoxiu just cried and was out of breath for a while.
The old gangster had no choice but to keep comforting her: "Baby, don't cry. You did nothing wrong. When I said I didn't have time to see you, it wasn't that you did anything wrong, but that I was too busy recently.
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As he spoke, the old gangster sighed in his heart.
Zhang Baoxiu was almost crying and said: "Yifan, I, I don't blame you, it's me, no, it's not good."
"Baby, you're fine, you're really fine! Have you gotten off the plane? Hurry home now. I'll go find you in a minute and hang up first!" The old gangster had to hang up the phone to prevent her from continuing to cry.
The old gangster slapped his forehead and said, "This girl, do you think too much? What do you mean, did I do something wrong?"
After that, he drove towards Zhang Baoxiu's community. When he arrived downstairs, he found that Zhang Baoxiu's car had been parked downstairs. After parking the car, he got out and ran to the entrance of the unit building.
What he didn't see was that a girl he once knew walked out of a unit on one side of a row of buildings. She suddenly said "Hey" and then walked forward quickly, walked to the side of Pajero, and took a look.
He picked up the license plate and said, "Damn, I thought I was being fooled, but it's really him! Huh, I'll call Xiaojing when I get home and have a look!" After that, he walked back.
The old gangster didn't know that he was being cared about by someone again. He knocked on the door and opened it immediately. Zhang Baoxiu looked at him with red eyes and grievance.
The old gangster grabbed her shoulder with one hand, wiped her eyes with the other hand, and said anxiously: "What's going on?"
Zhang Baoxiu raised her lips, sniffed, and said, "Yifan, it's okay!"
"Damn, I was crying so hard just now, was I bullied by some man? Or, was scolded by that Wu Yuqing?" The old gangster came over and his mind was spinning quickly.
Seeing that he had guessed it, Zhang Baoxiu took his arm and walked to the sofa, saying: "Yifan, don't blame Sister Yuqing, you knew her first!"
"Fuck, does it matter who I meet first? This stinky bitch, she worships foreigners, she might as well find a nigger!" The old gangster got angry and cursed, and said: "Ignore her, if you don't like to be with her
If it’s the same flight, we’ll change it directly! Do you want to take an international flight?”
Zhang Baoxiu shook his arm and shook his head: "Yifan, don't talk about her like that. If she sees a good boy, she will be wholehearted. I, I am really sorry for her."
The old gangster laughed: "Why are you sorry for her? How could I choose to care about her!"
Zhang Baoxiu sighed softly: "Hey, Yifan, what do you want to drink, can I get it for you?"
"No need, I'm here like you, it's your own home! I'll take it myself!" After the old gangster said that, he stood up, walked to the refrigerator, opened it, looked at it, took a can of Tsingtao beer, and pulled it
Open it and start drinking.
"You, you are less thoughtful!" After the old gangster took a sip, he said to Zhang Baoxiu on the sofa: "Love comes from the heart, I like you like this!"
She took another sip, sat on the sofa, and then put the beer into her mouth. Zhang Baoxiu took a sip.
"Don't drink it, it's mine!" After the old gangster said it, he kissed it and sucked it all up like a whale.
Zhang Baoxiu was a little embarrassed by him.
The old gangster held her and kissed her for a while, then stretched his hand towards her stewardess skirt, almost reaching the base.
being pulled;
"Yifan, don't, don't touch me, that one is coming to me these days!" Zhang Baoxiu said softly.
The old gangster laughed, took his hand out, and said, "Okay, let's wait until you are safe!"
After saying this, he suddenly thought, Mayfair and your safe periods are probably staggered, grandma, if this is the case, I will be blessed!
But at this moment, Zhang Baoxiu's face was flushed.