Chapter 332 Yuanmei, Brother Sihai misses you to death
In order to study the summit while eating, Mr. Han chose Northeastern cuisine.
As a big leader, the arrogant Mr. Han will certainly not show his chicken feet in front of his younger brothers.
If she wanted to look effortless, she would upgrade Junsheng's business layout to a higher level.
This is President Han’s leadership structure.
"Eat it, it's cold."
Brother Zhang put a full bowl of vegetables into Mr. Han's big bowl, but Mr. Han didn't eat a bite and was immersed in studying the summit list and the background of the consortium.
Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you move the money from the other person's pocket into your own pocket.
President Han majored in "cheating and abduction" at university. Counting the five years she has been in charge of Junsheng, she has been immersed in this field for nearly ten years.
Morality, fragmented.
There is not much humanity left.
As long as she has any conscience left, Junsheng will not be able to prosper.
"Wait a minute." Han Jiangxue made a few more notes and frowned. "This business summit is the largest in Binhai in the past ten years. Consortium tycoons from all over the world will come. Even many powerful overseas consortiums also value China.
market, and claimed that China has always been the world's number one investment destination, speaking of which..."
"Shut up, Mr. Han." Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of his beer and curled his lips. "Who wants to hear you say these inappropriate things? Do I look very motivated?"
"mine."
Mr. Han put away his computer and realized that he ignored Brother Zhang throughout the meal. He must be unhappy.
He picked up the bowl, ate a piece of Guobao Pork, squinted his eyes and tasted it: "Brother Zhang, this skill is far inferior to yours."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruoyu said with a straight face. "Hurry up and eat. I have to watch dramas at night."
"Oh." Mr. Han was very obedient and buried his head in eating.
After a few bites, Mr. Han saw that Brother Zhang was unhappy and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, are you angry?"
"No way." Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes at Mr. Han. "I just saw that your face was pale from exhaustion, and I wanted you to take a breath."
"Brother Zhang, you are so kind." Mr. Han said with stars in his eyes and he was about to cry. "Others only care about whether I fly high or not. Only Brother Zhang cares about whether I am tired from flying."
"I'm afraid you'll fall down and kill me." Zhang Ruoyu moved his chair back a few steps.
This bitch is getting more and more disgusting.
"I'm not fat, but Brother Zhang, with your biceps as big as ostrich eggs and chest muscles that can hold a pen, can you still catch me?" Han Jiangxue said flatly.
"Stop blabbering and eat quickly." Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes at Xuebao and took out his phone to watch short videos.
After Xuebao finished eating, Zhang Ruoyu paid the bill and drove home.
The couple discussed that they would eat lobster and abalone, Xuebao would pay the bill, and they would eat home-cooked food and Brother Zhang would come.
It can not only block the way for Xuebao to turn his small intestine in the future, but also realize the scientific concept of family AA system.
On the way home, Han Jiangxue held her head and admired the familiar night view outside the window.
After a day of hard work and now that he was full again, Xuebao's blood was thick and his head was a little dizzy.
"Brother Zhang, do you mind if I become famous in the future and become a master?" Mr. Han glanced at Zhang Ruoyu who was sitting next to him.
But before Zhang Ruoyu could speak.
Yuan's hands shook as he drove, and the car swayed a little.
"Sister Yuan, are you even worried about what I am worried about?" Han Jiangxue said with a solemn expression. "If I really want to keep fighting like this, who knows how high I will fly and how awesome I will be in the future."
Sighing, Han Jiangxue looked at Zhang Ruoyu carefully: "What if I really become a famous super rich woman in the future, reach the top, and stand at the top of the pyramid."
"Brother Zhang, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you feel that we are not from the same world anymore?"
Zhang Ruoyu opened his mouth but stopped talking.
"Brother Zhang, I think we need to discuss this issue. Think about it, our relationship was not particularly stable to begin with, and you resorted to divorce every now and then to attract my attention and win my attention. But, now there is no
What do you think? After all, we are newlyweds, and there is still a sense of freshness and passion. But if after three or five years, the relationship fades away, you sleep again, you get tired of it, and you keep doing the same thing again, rely on this
Threatening me, plus my own success and fame, soaring into the sky, if I can't keep it all, I will float and swell. At that time, if I get the upper hand and agree to divorce you, who are you going to talk to? Brother Zhang, you know it.
, for a person as proud as me, if what I say is spilled out, even if I regret it and want to reconcile with you, I may not be able to say it."
Zhang Ruoyu was stunned.
Even Yuan, who was driving, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This girl is really rich in mental activities and thinks a lot.
"What you said is not unreasonable." Zhang Ruoyu nodded thoughtfully. "Then what do you think we should do?"
Han Jiangxue sat upright, staring straight into Brother Zhang's dark eyes, her red lips slightly parted, as serious as her marriage certificate oath: "It's very simple, don't mention divorce to me again, don't even think about it."
"That's not fair." Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows, but there was a soft look in his eyes. "Then I will become a piece of fish on the chopping board from now on? I don't even have the qualifications to resist? If you say so, you can leave.
Li? I don’t want to lose face?”
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Jiangxue glared at Zhang Ruoyu and said coldly. "Which eye of yours sees me, Han Jiangxue, as a woman who abandons her husband and her son? And which eye of yours sees that I want to divorce you? Zhang.
Brother, although I usually have avant-garde ideas and trendy personality, at my core, I am definitely a traditional woman."
"Besides, my grandma has taught me since I was a child that when you marry a chicken, you can marry a dog. Don't tell me you are still alive. Even if you die, I will definitely remain a widow for you and will never remarry."
Before Zhang Ruoyu could show his wits, Han Jiangxue said word by word: "Brother Zhang, let me express my opinion for you. If you, Zhang Ruoyu, divorce me from Han Jiangxue again in the future, regardless of whether it is true or not, you will not be able to die well and have a son."
Nothing like that."
Zhang Ruoyu's heart felt a little clogged, and a strange warmth surged throughout his body.
It was difficult for him to describe how he felt.
But at this moment, in his dark eyes, he was the only one who could act well as a CEO. As a daughter-in-law, she could immediately kowtow to her father-in-law and mother-in-law three times. As a wife, she could even coax him.
For the sake of family harmony, such a man would even pretend to be an innocent little flower to please his aunt and beg Aunt Ning.
Oh, I forgot to mention it.
This woman even dares to scold her own father for Brother Zhang.
Of course, she dared not do it for Brother Zhang.
But does it matter?
What man who has a wife doesn't want his wife to stand by him when he quarrels with his father-in-law and mother-in-law?
What man wouldn't want to marry a daughter-in-law who is about to become successful and famous, and who thoughtfully provides psychological support to her husband in advance, for fear that she will become a drifter and make her husband unhappy?
What man doesn't want his wife to be a bitch?
The kind that only licks itself.
Only men are willing to lick this kind of wife.
Only then do I want to be a licking dog.
Perhaps, everyone in this world is a dog licker, but not a dog licker.
"Deal." Zhang Ruoyu stretched out his rough hand and handed it to Han Jiangxue.
The little anxiety and flutter in Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes disappeared. She raised her slender hand and placed it on Brother Zhang's palm: "I take back the last sentence about having a son."
"Suddenly I remembered that your son is my son and can only be my son." Han Jiangxue was confident and proud.
His eyes were filled with determination that had not changed for a hundred years.
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ps: It took me three or four hours to write this chapter. I was sweating profusely. I really can’t write the third update. I will update it tomorrow. Please forgive me~
