After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 627 It's good to be sick...

The man pushed his glasses with his fingers, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "Is she... worthy?"

The old man behind him sighed silently.

"Miss Tang will get sick if this continues."

Get ill?

It's good to be sick.

How can she remember how much it hurts when she is not sick?

He was held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and he has never suffered.

Even if the Tang family goes bankrupt, the Zhao family will help.

She had a great time.

Since I was a child, I have never suffered any setbacks!
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder, the sky seemed to be blasted, rumbling.

In the rain, that delicate figure suddenly fell to the ground.

The man tightened his hand, turned and left.

Tang Jie fainted on the ground, in the hazy vision of the rain, she saw a man approaching with a black umbrella.

The man walked up to her, his stern face exposed under the black umbrella.

"Brother Nanshan..."

"Mianmian let me come."

Nan Shan possessed himself and picked her up.

She was soaked through, even if she was leaning against his arms, the rain on her body kept dripping down.

She held the umbrella with difficulty, "Thank you."

"Your body is the most important thing. Report to her that she is safe in the car."

"Um……"

They had just gotten into the car, and in the rain in the villa, the footsteps of the men in suits and leather shoes gradually slowed down.

"Ah."

He was still worried about her.

I can't forget her after so many years, but she...

Already have a boyfriend.

Fu Jiangli, Fu Jiangli!
It was just my first love a few years ago, so there is nothing to miss.

"gentlemen."

The old butler chased him out holding an umbrella, which was raised high above his head.

"Miss Tang..."

The old housekeeper looked at the cars driving away, they were late.

Miss Tang has been picked up.

He turned around and said coldly, "If she comes again, tell her that I want to keep this villa for the elderly and not sell it."

"Yes."

-

Tang Jie went to the Tang family's old house after a night's rest, and got the news that it was not for sale.

not for sale?

Dad just wants to go back to the old house of the Tang family, if he doesn't sell it...

She has no goals to strive for in the future.

It rained yesterday, and the weather is still cold today.

She took out her mobile phone to take a photo, and got into the car as a souvenir.

"Brother Nanshan, let's go."

Time to go back.

She wants to keep making money!

Make lots and lots of money.

If you don't sell it now, it doesn't mean you won't sell it in the future.

Just enough money.

She must have had a chance to buy it.

In the car, she looked at the photo, zoomed in, zoomed out, and zoomed in. The place where she lived when she was a child, every plant, tree, brick and tile here, she was very familiar with.

Now they can only be stopped outside the iron gate.

How ironic.

Suddenly, her fingers stopped.

There seemed to be a person in the curtain.

It was an old man who came to talk to her just now, so the person behind the curtain is the real buyer.

He is so mysterious that he doesn't show his face, and he can't even see his appearance clearly. He can only vaguely feel that there is a figure.

Tang Jie put down her phone and leaned tiredly.

-

Shangjiang City.

Zhao Chumian stood at the door of Chutang's store, calmly looking at the words "Counterfeit, fake" painted on the side of the door.

Because of these words, the door was not opened today.

There were too many people passing by to take pictures, and many even posted it on the Internet.

"Boss, there are a lot of bad comments on the Internet now, and anonymous customers post shopping receipts and clothes, saying that our work is plagiarism."

The store manager stood behind her and said.

Zhao Chumian rolled her eyes, pointed at the surveillance camera on the opposite side, "Go and check."

"I asked about it as soon as I came in the morning, and it was said that it was broken last night."

It seems to be prepared.

"The surveillance cameras on this street are broken?" Zhao Chumian asked lightly.

(End of this chapter)