How did I become a god

Chapter 121 Auntie and Daughter's Thoughts

Based on Jing Gao's EQ at this time, combined with An Zhiwen's words, and the attitude of Liao Rong, who is in charge of the Zhao Group, towards him at this time, it is easy to guess.

Professor Zhao should be good to his son-in-law, and he has high hopes and is willing to support him.However, Liao Rong, who implemented it in detail, may not take it seriously.She is in charge of the Zhao Group!
An Zhiwen's textile company only achieved an annual sales of 500 million in ten years, maybe it was cheated by Liao Rong.

According to what An Zhiwen said just now, compared with the profit rate of Shenzhou International, he can earn about 100 million a year.

This should be placed among ordinary small and medium-sized enterprises, which is not too small.

I read the news on the Internet, especially on Bihu and a certain valve, the average per capita is 985, and the per capita annual salary is one million, which is awesome.How can there be so many people with millions of people in reality?For the general working class, an annual income of 50 is not bad!

However, this is only the standard of ordinary people.An Zhiwen is still far from Professor Zhao's expectations!

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Jing Gao is not interested in taking care of Professor Zhao's family affairs.An Zhiwen also left a hand in introducing him to the textile industry.

Although he has glimpsed the route Professor Zhao designed for his son-in-law, which is to expand from textile manufacturing to garment OEM, and then merge with the upstream and downstream industrial chains.But how to do it, An Zhiwen didn't tell him.

This is normal.Whoever saw the first meeting would tell the core business secrets with all their heart and soul!Do you really think there is some domineering air?

But in any case, the few hours of communication with An Zhiwen today is very meaningful.Let him further understand the textile industry.

In fact, he had a "deep chat" with Professor Zhao the night before yesterday. This old professor who works at the Beijing Institute of Technology, a university in Beijing, has a wide network of contacts that completely exceed Jing Gao's "needs" at this time.

He is equivalent to getting a "grandfather golden finger".However, Mr. Zhao fell ill, and these contacts could not be used.He can't ask Professor Zhao to call him from the hospital bed to introduce someone?

Jing Gao felt emotional in his heart.Professor Zhao fell ill, and the disadvantages were obvious, but he was able to chat with An Zhiwen for a few hours, and got a general understanding of the current situation of the textile industry.

So talk about life!
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Jing Gao put away his thoughts and said goodbye: "Mr. An, let's talk again when we have time. Thank you for clarifying the confusion today. Xiaohe, give Mr. An the receipt of the medical expenses."

If he stays again, maybe he will witness a "tear-off" battle.Neither of the two women who came into the ward looked like fuel-efficient lamps.

Under normal circumstances, the relationship between daughter and stepmother is very tense.Especially the stepmother is one year younger than the daughter.

I'm just a neighbor next door, and my surname is not Wang.

So, what are you staying for?
An Zhiwen took the receipt from Xiao He, and understood that Jing Gao meant that he didn't want him to owe favors.Feeling that Mr. Jing is very good at handling things, he said apologetically, "Look at me... Mr. Jing, thank you."

Liao Rong, an intellectual and beautiful woman who had already walked to Professor Zhao's ward, heard the conversation, turned back, asked for the medical expense receipt from An Zhiwen, and handed it to the driver who was following him, "Old Zhang, you and that little girl Give it up, girl."

Half-white hair, half-white-haired middle-aged man with a handsome uncle face took a briefcase and Xiao He went to the side to transfer money.

Liao Rong dealt with it skillfully, reached out to shake Jing Gao's hand, and said with a little emotion: "Mr. Jing, the family affairs made you laugh. Thank you for your help!"

Jing Gao looked at the intellectual beauty who was wearing an elegant white sleeveless midi skirt with ruffled collar and lapels, showing her curvaceous curves, and her radiant face carried a certain kind of charm. He smiled and said, "That's not true. You're welcome. .”

Go to the elevator in the hospital building.

Jing Gao can say with certainty that Professor Zhao's special car just drove by him this morning.The mileage is not low.Old man Zhao, this is really... a sad reminder!
Of course, he would not comment on Professor Zhao's family affairs.

Inoko sighed softly.Old couples and young wives are prone to problems.He should take this as a warning, and when he gets old in the future, he will grow old with the beauties and stop messing with little girls.

The elevator in the inpatient building fell slowly, and people entered and exited.Jing Gao looked at his watch, the time was 48:[-] in the morning.

Wei Caiyan has already made several phone calls to urge him.Their school's "team building" mountain climbing activity has already started.They climbed the mountain on time at nine o'clock.

Jing Gao sent Wei Caiyan a WeChat reply, "I'll be right over." He took a taxi home, took a shower, changed his clothes, and headed to Xiangshan in a black Mercedes-Benz S400.

Last time I asked Yu Jiashi to buy some comfortable cars to ride and drive.Sports cars aren't good for long distances after all.Wang Qinian recommended BMW 7 Series, Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and Audi A8.He asked Xiao Yu to pick up one of them respectively.

This Mercedes-Benz is parked in the underground parking lot of the Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion.The driver who drove was newly recruited by the company.

The driver who drove the Rolls-Royce to Jing Gao before said strange things about him in private, and Li Yifeng who gave the capital immediately fired him.

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After Jing Gao left, An Zhiwen followed Liao Rong into the VIP ward.

Zhao Shiyan, the long-haired goddess, was standing in front of the window with her arms folded. She turned her head and glanced at the two people who came in. Her gaze directly ignored An Zhiwen, a 36-year-old middle-aged man, her legal husband.

An Zhiwen suddenly looked sad.He still loves his wife deeply.They both already have two children.

Liao Rong didn't seem to care about the expressions of the two, and waved: "Zhiwen, you go out first. I have something to say with Shiyan."

Forcefully dismissing the "honest boy" An Zhiwen, Liao Rong glanced at Professor Zhao on the hospital bed, feeling in her heart that her life was about to fly.Suppressing the excitement deep in her heart, she said lightly: "Shiyan, you can start preparing for divorce. Later, there will be several company documents for you to sign."

Zhao Shiyan took off her sunglasses, and said in a cold voice: "Aunt Liao, it doesn't matter if you sign, I hope you don't let me down. An Zhiwen didn't want to divorce me."

Zhao Shiyan glanced at her father who hadn't woken up yet, and the emotions deep in her eyes were extremely complicated.

She loves her father dearly.How could she forget the happy time of the family of three in the past!After my mother passed away, my father wished to give her all the best things in the world.

However, therein lies the problem.

Her marriage was "arranged" by her father.The encounter, love, and marriage between her and An Zhiwen were all driven by her father.Because, An Zhiwen is the "Phoenix Man" identified by his father, with a honest and honest character, who can give her a lifetime of happiness.

However, she looks at this middle-aged man with a greasy belly every day, and she is busy with business and entertainment every day, so she has no time to accompany her for dinner, romantic walks, or a casual trip.

She felt more and more that marriage was a prison for her.Although she is the mother of two children, she still has many suitors around her. Many excellent men have told her that she deserves better!
Her marriage has broken down.It was only because of the pressure of my father that I couldn't get a divorce.She was taught by her father, how did she pass him?

The wealth accumulated by her father throughout his life: the Zhao Group, plus some literary games, calligraphy and paintings, worth more than two billion yuan.In the will that was made earlier, it all belonged to her.Therefore, she didn't care if Liao Rong wanted to transfer some property of the Zhao Group.

What she cares about is divorcing An Zhiwen!

The corners of Liao Rong's mouth curled up, confident, "Shiyan, just wait. Why is he my opponent?"

(End of this chapter)