I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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Goyang, full of joy, was a little dazed at the moment.

How could this happen?

Mr. Chen is not happy, so the exhibition hall is not open to the public.

Is there a more arbitrary reason than this?

No, it must have been something wrong.

"What happened to Xiao Gao, what happened?"

Jiang Guomin and Yang Guilan couldn't help but feel surprised that Gao Yang's face was wrong.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll report the situation to the exhibition hall."

Gao Yang barely squeezed out his smile and said, "That uncle Jiang, I still have an urgent matter, so I will go first."

After he finished, he got up and left.

"Xiao Gao, so anxious, will you stay and eat if you don't sit down?" Yang Guilan followed and sent out.

"Next time, aunt and uncle, goodbye."

Gao Yang hurriedly left.

He must be anxious. If something goes wrong in the exhibition hall, he will lose face in front of the future elders.

You must hurry to the exhibition hall to see the situation.

Here, Gao Yang was sent away. Yang Guilan entered the house with a smile on her lips. As soon as she saw Jiang Wan holding the rice grains, she was out of breath and scolded: "Bring back this little bastard, I won't raise her."

"Mom, what are you saying! Isn't rice grain your granddaughter?"

When Jiang Wan was upset, he coaxed the rice grains.

How can my mother say this, anyway, it is the flesh of her daughter.

Jiang Guomin also felt that Yang Guilan had gone too far, and took off his reading glasses to interrupt the road: "Okay, you're better, hurry up and tidy up, give me the painting sent by Gao Yang, and I go out for a few laps."

Of course Jiang Guomin is going out, of course, to show off, and to open eyes to those old friends.

Jiang Guomin carefully held the gift box and hummed out of the opera before going out.

Happy, really happy.

...

Looking back at Chen Ping, he left the Jiang's old house and drove a tricycle to the Guohua Exhibition Hall.

Anyway, he bought the company, so he didn't have to take out the food by himself.

It's not that it really doesn't open to the outside world, it just teaches Gao Yang some lessons.

When he arrived at the entrance of Guohua Exhibition Hall, Chen Ping knew that this exhibition hall was really not in the ordinary style.

Low-key, luxurious and connotative.

The overall pattern is in a line and square format, with black and white as the main style, and it looks cold and quiet. On both sides of the door are small galleries, paved with black and white cobblestones, which have a kind of Western simplicity.

At the front entrance, there is also a black granite carved portrait. It was the architect who designed and built the Guohua Exhibition Hall at the time. Bei Chengtian, an international top architect, only produced one work a year. Every work is sought after by thousands of people. Grabbing to buy it.

And this Guohua exhibition hall is precisely the ending work of Bei Chengtian.

Therefore, if you can hold a meeting in the Guohua Exhibition Hall, it will bring unquestionable reputation and fame.

Chen Pingli took a few glances in front of the statue and said to himself: "It was actually built from this old thing, and I think it is fair."

Chen Ping remembered some past events.

At first, Bei Chengtian chased Chen Ping's ass, begging Chen Ping to build a building for him.

Chen Ping suspects that he is going to the door every day, and he has allocated 300 million yuan to let him build a house on the top of the mountain, specializing in sports cars and private jets.

"Hey, now I miss my cars so much."

Chen Ping sighed with emotion, and then moved up to the entrance of the exhibition hall.

"Hello, sir, the exhibition hall is temporarily closed to the outside world."

The young and beautiful female receptionist wore a professional dress in black and white with a silk scarf embroidered with white orchids around her neck, slightly bent, and a slick snow mass on the neckline.

Chen Ping froze for a moment, looked into his eyes and said, "I'm looking for someone."

"Which one are you looking for?"

The female receptionist didn't treat each other differently because of Chen Ping's ordinary clothes, but asked very politely.

"I find……"

Chen Ping was just about to speak, and another woman of tall stature walked angrily, interrupting him directly.

The same dress, except that the scarf in the neck is embroidered by the blue fairy.

It looks pretty good, with hips and hips, a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk, and came over with high heels "doodle".

"Chen Yerou, what's the matter with you? Didn't you say that today you are not open to the public, and no one is allowed to come in?"

The woman who walked coldly, glanced at Chen Ping with a frown, and greeted the former female with anger.

"Sister Hui, he said he was looking for someone." Chen Yerou was obviously afraid of the woman who had just come out and explained with a panic.

Cao Anhui is the female receptionist of the entire Guohua exhibition hall. She is very proud on weekdays. She treats the girls under her hands.

Therefore, she has a nickname in private, called the devil.

No, Cao Anhui looked at Chen Ping coldly, suspiciously, "Are you looking for someone?"

This man is so shabby that he wears a whitish undershirt, a pair of faded jeans and flat shoes.

At first glance is the dress of famous agricultural workers.

It should be those of the construction team today.

"Yes, I'm looking for..." Chen Ping smiled, showing his white teeth.

"Okay, I know, come with me." Cao Anhui directly interrupted Chen Ping's next words, turning his head and glaring at Chen Ye Judao fiercely: "Give me the door, don't do anything. Put it in."

Chen Yerou lowered his head and bent down, even saying sorry, he also glanced at Chen Ping with Yu Guang and smiled at him.

Chen Ping also smiled at her. This girl, looking at her young age, has a pretty good personality.

Without thinking, follow Cao Anhui in front.

Chen Ping inevitably glanced at her back for a few more times. This woman really had a chest, and the swaying crotch could not be held by a man.

There is also this pair of long black silk legs, looking up from the calf all the way until it is round...

"What are you looking at?"

suddenly!

Cao Anhui in front suddenly turned around, staring at Chen Ping with a cold and disgusted attitude.

"Ah, no...no." Chen Ping was also embarrassed.

Was caught by others.

Cao Anhui snorted coldly and said, "I see you like this kind of migrant worker. The thief touches it. The eyes are not clean. If there is something missing in our showroom, I will catch you first!"

Having said that, Cao Anhui turned around and continued to move forward, more disdain and disgust for the man behind him.

Migrant Workers?

Chen Ping is a little bit bloated. Did she admit the wrong person?

When Cao Anhui came to a construction site, she pointedly pointed out: "Hurry up and work in the past, and get it done before work today. There are a few of you, don't be lazy, I will watch here, who If you are lazy, there will be no wages."

Several workers, after hearing this, worked hard and were afraid that they would be deducted.

Chen Ping was a little puzzled, looking at this place and painting.

I'm here to work?

"Sorry, did you make a mistake, I'm not here..." Chen Ping turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

Cao Anhui narrowed his eyelids coldly and said, "You are not nothing, there is so much nonsense, hurry up and work!"

"I didn't come to work, I came to Chu An'an." Chen Ping was unhappy with Cao Anhui's attitude towards himself.

This woman is so rude to her eyes and mouth.

Not long ago, he dragged the exhibition hall that Qiao Fugui bought, how can there be such a dog-eyed employee.

"Are you looking for our manager?"

Cao Anhui glanced at Chen Ping again, followed by a sneered sneer: "Just like your cock, and want to find our manager Chu? Why, want to go to her complaint?"

What is it, I don't work well, and I want to complain to the manager.

"What?" Chen Ping wondered, where did this follow.

"I tell you, there are a few of you, listen to me. This is the Guohua showroom, there is no shortage of people, there are many migrant workers rushing in. Don't think that Manager Chu takes care of you, you can be lazy, In my Cao Anhui's eyes, you are garbage, understand?"

Cao Anhui sneered, "especially you, what are you, and want to see our manager Chu, leave me without doing it!"

Cao Anhui left his arms on his hips and his right finger on the door.

This time Chen Ping was really upset.

Even if he came over for no reason to be regarded as a famous farmer, he was even reprimanded by such an unreasonable woman.

Even if he had a good temper, it would explode at this time.

"Your name is Cao Anhui?" Chen Ping asked coldly.

"Yes, why, you are not convinced, and you still want to beat me? Believe it or not, I immediately called the security guard and blasted you all out!"

Cao Anhui put his hands on his chest and squinted.

A bunch of rubbish, do not look at their identity.

Give some money and come together like a dog to work hard.

The growing environment from small to large, let Cao Anhui develop a habit of arrogant.

"Very well, I think you are not qualified to stay in the Guohua Exhibition Hall." Chen Ping nodded, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was already full.

When Cao Anhui heard this, he suddenly laughed, "Ha ha ha, you are such a fool, I am not qualified to stay here? Is it possible that you can fire me like a cock?"

suddenly!

A cold voice came from afar!

"What's the matter, An Hui? Noisy, no matter what!"

In the distance, a beautiful figure walked in a catwalk.

She wore a white lady's suit and exposed her proud figure. The inner shirt was a black lace blouse. The pattern of the hollowed chest just saw the spectacular grooves, and the big wavy brown chestnut hair was scattered behind her head. Ying's earlobe is hung with ring earrings, which is a very good sister.

"Mr. Chu, you are here. Someone is making trouble here." Cao Anhui immediately trot past, a gesture of pleasing stick.