"Oh, were you the one who informed him?" An Jie raised his eyebrows. When will this woman do something good so that she no longer hates her?
"No..." Qianzi immediately denied it, but after pondering for a moment, he hesitated and said, "But...but he was invited by my father."
"Like a daughter, like a father, I'm not surprised." An Jie ridiculed Qian Zi, but he didn't expect that she and Qian Ben were going to use An Shaotian to put pressure on herself.
"He is also in the car now." Qianzi didn't respond to Anjie's sarcastic tone.
Because she has long been used to it.
But this time, she really didn't know what decision Qianbon would make.
"You might as well tell me directly, what did you ask him to do?" The relationship between Anjie and Qianzi seemed to have reached a fever pitch, and there was nothing but sarcasm and disdain between them.
"I don't know." Qianzi muttered.
"Don't Qianben love you the most?" Anjie asked Qianzi again with a sneer.
"But this time I really don't know dad's true purpose." Qianzi said tangledly.
Why would her sincere reminder be ridiculed by Anjie?
How unworthy is he in his mind?
"What good intentions can a treacherous person have?" Anjie pursed his thin lips and said harshly.
"Anjie, you can't insult dad like this. He has already injected another 30 million yuan for Qianhui Group free of charge. This is not a small amount of money." Qianzi's face was slightly red, and her father's image in her mind was so great.
Gao Da, it doesn't matter how much Anjie slanders him, but he cannot insult his father like this.
"Then he must have some new plan." An Jie sneered and said sarcastically.
The last time Qianben Wuwen injected 20 million yuan into Qianhui Group for free, An Shaotian sold himself to Qianzi.
This time Qianben was willing to invest 30 million yuan, he must have come with bad intentions.
"An'er!" At this time, An Shaotian had also gotten out of the extended Lincoln car.
He glared at An Jie coldly, as if he hated iron.
"Dad!" An Jie called An Shaotian "Dad" in a cold voice, his expression actually a bit colder than An Shaotian's.
"Okay, come on up! Let's go to dinner together." At this time, the window of the extended Lincoln was rolled down. Today's Qianben is wearing a black Japanese kimono. Although he lacks the shrewdness and calculation in daily life, he is still
There is a bit more respectable solemnity.
He didn't blame Anjie for this, but he never looked directly at Anjie.
This made Anjie feel a little uneasy. Japanese people always only wear kimonos on solemn occasions. Today, Qianbon's expression looked particularly solemn.
Could it be that this old fox really hatched another conspiracy?
"Qianzi, you must wear appropriate clothes for solemn occasions. Dad has prepared a suit for you. You can change into it when you get to the hotel." On the way, Qianbon suddenly said to Qianzi beside him in the silent carriage.
"Dad, can you tell me what's the reason?" Qianzi asked Qianben cautiously.
Today's Qianben made her a little confused.
"You just need to listen to daddy." Qianbon's always gloomy and solemn expression finally revealed a loving smile when he looked at Qianzi.
Today, he must give his precious daughter a special gift.
"Dad--" Qianzi raised her eyebrows. She wanted to know what decision Qianben was going to make. But when she saw Qianben waving his hand at her, indicating that she should stop asking, she just asked what she wanted to ask.
The question settled in my stomach.
Then she looked at An Jie, only to find that there was nothing else in An Jie's expression except sarcasm.
An Shaotian's expression was as solemn as Qianben's.
He was even very afraid of Qianben. Qianben didn't speak, so he remained silent.
Fortunately, the car quickly stopped in front of a five-star hotel.
This depressing and suffocating atmosphere soon ended.
"An'er, I hope you can understand whatever decision Dad makes." Before walking into the luxury box reserved in advance in the hotel, An Shaotian deliberately took a few steps and said apologetically to An Jie.
"What exactly do you want to say? What deal did you make with Qianben?" An Jie looked deeply, and the uneasiness he felt just now became more and more intense.
"An'er, forget about that girl! You two are not suitable at all, and she personally sent you to the police station today." An Shaotian seemed hesitant to speak, and finally he changed the topic.
"Don't change the subject. You just want to know what exactly you agreed to Qianben's request?" An Jie growled at An Shaotian. The relationship between them had just eased a bit, and he had just changed to call him dad.
So, An Shaotian had better tell him what Qian Ben wants to do tonight?
"An'er..." An Shaotian frowned. At this time, he absolutely could not tell about the deal between himself and Qianben.
He knew that with Anjie's temper, this matter would really offend his bottom line.
"Shaotian, come in!" Just when An Shaotian was a little embarrassed, he heard Qianben calling him in the box.
"Okay." An Shaotian responded quickly. At this time, Qianben was like the God of Wealth of Qianhui Group, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Seeing An Shaotian enter the box, An Jie frowned for a moment and followed him in.
At this time, Anjie discovered that Qianzi had put on a Japanese kimono and walked towards the box.
It has to be said that Chiko, who was wearing a pink kimono, looked more dignified and generous than ever after putting on the kimono. Her usually curly hair was neatly combed behind her head into a butterfly bun, and the whole image was in harmony with her.
Those kind and weak Japanese women on TV are particularly the same.
"Come, my Qianzi, come to daddy." Qianben stretched out his hand to Qianzi and smiled lovingly.
"Yes, Dad." After putting on a Japanese kimono, Qianzi performed Japanese etiquette to Qianbon and then sat next to Qianbon like a good girl.
"Shaotian, I'm very happy that our two families are getting together for a simple meal today." Qianben said, the smile on his face looked a bit grim.
"Yes, I am honored to have dinner with Mr. Qianben." An Shaotian immediately smiled.
He looked a little reserved.
An Jie, on the other hand, kept looking at An Shaotian coldly. He did not expect that the former president of Qianhui Group, who had always been cold and serious, would be so cautious at times.
The sumptuous dinner started soon, and only four people, Qian Ben, Qian Zi, An Shaotian and An Jie, were seated at the large dining table.
Since Senbon and Senko are both China experts, they are particularly fond of Chinese culture and food.
The dining table is filled with all kinds of elegant and expensive Chinese dishes.
The dinner lasted for two hours, Qianben and An Shaotian kept chatting about work matters.
But An Jie knew that Qianben's invitation to An Shaotian and himself for dinner today was not just about talking about work and having a casual meal.
This meal is most likely also the legendary "Hongmen Banquet" - Xiangzhuang's sword dance, intended for Pei Gong.
"My dear, Qianzi and Anjie have been engaged for some time, right?" Sure enough, when the meal was about 70% complete, Qianben finally brought the conversation to the main topic.
"It's been two months and thirteen days, dad." After hearing Qianbon's question, Qianzi leaned against Qianbon and said sweetly.