I have to find Mr. Jin in advance

"Zhao Susu's."

Scythe tightened the lines of his face to conceal his nervousness. For the young and smiling woman in front of him, let's not say that he couldn't see through her, but he had a feeling that she could see through him.

She has a kind of calmness that ordinary people can't compare to, and the sense of control over everything and people frightens him, which is something he has never seen before.
Wei Churan didn't say anything anymore, she got up and walked upstairs past him, "Just wait."

In 2 minutes, Wei Churan came down and sat down again, but at the same time put a small bottle next to Ka, "Injection."

Hearing the words, the sickle picked it up and left, before he could lift his foot, he heard Leng Lie's threatening words, "Tell Zhao Susu, this is the last time, I don't care who is behind her, next time it won't be something that can be solved by money. If you want to taste the taste of death, I can help her."

Like a trace of cold air, it rushed into Sickle's heart, froze his whole body, and he could only lift his feet to leave after a pause.

Sickle and Jin Aochen passed by, their blue eyes half-closed, doubts flashed across.

But when he came to Wei Churan, he had returned to normal. He sat down beside her and saw the card on the coffee table, "Who sent you money?"

"It's not giving money, it's a transaction." Wei Churan explained.

Jin Aochen didn't ask any further, he knew who that man was just now, the killer scythe, who suddenly disappeared three years ago, and now appeared here, what's the matter?
"Where's Xiaolin?"

Wei Churan said, "Video with my mom in the room."

Jin Aochen put his hand on Wei Churan's shoulder, playing with her hair, "I have something to tell you."

Wei Churan looked at him with a smile, "What?"

"I'm going to Jin's to work."

"Decided?" Although Wei Churan's tone was light, she turned to face Jin Aochen, looked into his deep blue eyes like the sea, and wanted to see clearly his true thoughts.

Jin Aochen nodded, he was a little impulsive last night, but he must abide by what he said.

Wei Churan raised her hand to lightly touch his handsome face, "Oh, I won't be able to see this handsome face every day from now on."

"I will come here every day." Jin Aochen affirmed, "I just go to Jin's to stay for a while."

Nothing is more important than coming to see her.

Wei Churan burst out laughing, "Ah Jin, you are really like the book said, as long as the beauty doesn't want the world, no one will dislike the Jin family so much."

Jin Aochen also raised his hand, and pinned Wei Churan's hair hanging down his cheeks behind his ears, "Jiangshan has never been what I want, you are."

"Ah Jin, you are getting more and more good at talking about love." Wei Churan heard the words sweetly, "Then when are you going?"

"tomorrow."

There was a rattling sound as the words fell down the stairs, and soon Wei Linlin's small figure appeared. Seeing Jin Aochen, she went straight to him, "Uncle Jin, I miss you."

Wei Churan was pushed aside, dissatisfied with the taste, "I see you every day, baby, you are too fake."

Wei Linlin turned her head and pouted in Jin Aochen's arms to retort, "Mum, there is an idiom that doesn't mean that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. I haven't seen Uncle Jin for more than ten hours. No matter what, it's been an autumn, not at all. Fake."

After finishing speaking, he closed his big bright eyes, and comfortably arched Jin Aochen's shoulders, like a kitten, Jin Aochen wanted to lick her like a cat.

Suddenly Wei Churan choked, but quickly said, "Xiaolin, your Uncle Jin is going to work tomorrow, so he can't come here often, are you sad?"

"That's great. Uncle Jin can earn enough money to marry you, so that we can live together in the future." Wei Linlin suddenly opened her eyes, "Grandma said your dowry is very valuable."

This time Wei Churan was really speechless, and cast an angry look at Jin Aochen, who laughed, hugged Wei Linlin and kissed her, "Uncle Jin will work hard."

The sun rose in the east and the sun set in the west. At nine o'clock in the morning, Jin Aochen came to the Jin's Building, stood at the door, and looked up at this towering building, which was more like a luxurious and splendid prison cell to him.

Assistant Lin had been waiting for a long time, and hurried forward, "Young Master Chen, what does the old man mean to see which department you want to go to?"

He was really taken aback when he heard the old man's call. Before Chen Shao, no one had this privilege. Whether it was the president or the general manager, the vice president had to rely on himself step by step to get to his current position.

Jin Aochen asked coldly, "Which department is the most idle?"

Assistant Lin couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, "The most idle department? Jin has no idle department."

"Then be your secretary."

"No, it can't." Lin Tezhu was panicked, his heart was shaking, and he suggested, "Why don't you go to the finance department, this is also the old man's proposal."

When Jin Aochen heard the words, his blue eyes flashed in deep thought, Finance Department, Grandpa, you have a big hole, but someone should be very upset if they know.

Thin lips hooked slightly, and he raised his foot into the lobby, "Then the finance department."

Jin Aochen is wearing a well-tailored and expensive handmade suit, and his exquisite short hair makes his facial features more three-dimensional and tangible, making him look more restrained and serious, exuding a kingly demeanor all over his body.

Let the employees at work stop unconsciously, and dare not move until he leaves.

The matter of Jin Aochen's parachute to the vice president of the finance department spread throughout the Jin family when he sat in the office, and everyone immediately talked about it.

The chief financial officer said, "Young Master Chen, can you see what you are not satisfied with?"

"It's gone. I don't care how you went to work in the past. It's still the same now." Jin Aochen pulled out his chair and sat down.

"Yes, yes, I'm going out first. If you have something to say to the secretary, you should do it first."

The chief financial officer left immediately after speaking, fearing that he would suffocate if he stayed for two more seconds. This Young Master Chen's aura was comparable to that of the old man.

I closed the door and took a few breaths to calm down. When I saw the subordinates who were looking at me frequently, I said with a straight face, "Whatever you look at, work hard for me."

But when the chief financial officer returned to the office, the discussion started again.

"Young Master Chen is really as handsome as the rumors say, especially those blue eyes, like the clear sea, so rare, so handsome." The female colleague clasped her fists in both hands, her eyes bubbling with pink.

"What's the use of being handsome in Jin's, strength is the last word, like the deputy general manager." The male colleague said sourly.

"How do you know that Young Master Chen has no strength? He only graduated with a few doctorate degrees, but he is a real academic master, much better than the deputy general manager."

The male colleague retorted, "How do you know?"

The female colleague said proudly, "Of course I know that Chen Shao once studied for a Ph.D. at the University of San Diego, and so did I. He was a legend there. He was the first to obtain a Ph.D. in finance, and it took just over a year."

"Young Master Chen is so powerful."

"I really can't tell."

"So what, he lacks experience compared to the deputy general manager."

"You are really naive. When the deputy general manager joined Jin's, he came up step by step from the bottom, but Chen Shao reached the vice president of finance one step at a time. Do you know why?"

Everyone is curious about the question, "Why?"

"Of course it's because Mr. Chen is more valued by the old man. Lin Tezhu is the old man's confidant. Seeing that his attitude towards young master Chen is second only to the old man, the degree of respect is second only to the old man. The president doesn't have such an attitude, and Mr. Chen's grandfather is a nobleman. Compared with the Yang family's heritage, it is much thicker."

"It's true, so sooner or later, Mrs. Jin will be young."

When Jin Aowen came to his father's office, seeing his ink-like face, he knew he knew, "Dad."

"Now the finance department is firmly controlled by the second father and son." Jin Jiasheng was so angry that the veins on his temples popped out.

"Dad, you are wrong."

Jin Jiasheng looked at his son suddenly, "What do you mean?"

Jin Aowen said coldly about their current situation, "Grandpa's intention for Jin Aochen to go to the finance department is obvious, so that he can fully understand the company."

The finance department is in charge of money, no matter which department is related, it is the fastest to get familiar with the company's operations.

"Dad is really biased to the end."

A rush of enthusiasm rushed into Jin Jiasheng's brain, "We are so busy that he turns a blind eye to it. That brat handed over the company to him within two days after he came back all year round. Then it's no wonder I'm there."

Jin Aowen tightened his brows, and extreme violence and resentment emerged on his cold and resolute face.

Jin Aochen ignored the pile of documents on the table, leaned on the chair with his eyes closed and rested until there was a knock on the door.

The blue eyes opened without a trace of confusion or haziness, "Come in."

It wasn't the secretary who came in, but Jin Jiayuan, his blue eyes flashed after seeing him, "What's the matter?"

Jin Jiayuan closed the door, "Are you still used to it?"

"That's it." Jin Aochen lowered his eyelashes, extremely indifferent.

"Shall we go to lunch together?" Jin Jiayuan didn't mind, and asked cautiously.

Before Jin Aochen could answer, the phone rang first, and seeing the caller ID, all the coldness dissipated immediately, and his thin lips curled up, "Ah Chu."

Jin Jiayuan had been paying attention, and was surprised when he saw this. He hadn't seen this gentle expression and tone for many years, and he hadn't seen it since Helen passed away.

While hanging up the phone, the tenderness dissipated, and he looked up at his father, "I have something to do."

"Okay." Jin Jiayuan was still a little disappointed, but it was worth it to see the gentle side of his son just now, and the future will be long.

Jin Aochen got up and left straight away, and Jin Jiayuan followed.

Walking out of the Jin family's big summer, two figures, one big and one small, were reflected in Jin Aochen's blue eyes, shining into soft light, and a warm current that could not be ignored flowed in his heart.

Wei Churan looked at Jin Aochen who was slowly walking towards them with a smile. The warm sunlight fell on him, making him shine even more dazzlingly.

Wei Linlin broke free from her mother's hand and ran towards Jin Aochen like a galloping pony, "Uncle Jin."

The words fell into Jin Aochen's crouching embrace, "Hee hee, Mommy and I are here to accompany you for lunch, are you surprised? Are you happy?"

"Surprise, happy." Jin Aochen picked up the little girl and was about to walk towards Wei Churan, but Wei Linlin called out in surprise, "Ah, the uncle that Teacher Yun met."

Seeing this little girl, Jin Jiayuan also raised the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but say, "Hello, little friend, we meet again."