The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

Hearing that it was finally quiet downstairs, Shen Xingge and Song Meng got up and went downstairs together.

At the dinner table, Father Shen still couldn't breathe for a long time.

He has just sold the factory and has not yet gone bankrupt and liquidated. If it were really bankrupt and liquidated, I'm afraid these people's faces would be even more disgusting.

Thinking of the attentive and complimentary attitude of these people before, Shen Jianbing felt as if he had swallowed a fly.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Shen Xingge is lucky that Father Shen can recognize such a big burden early. Otherwise, Father Shen, who values ​​love and justice, will stumble over these people sooner or later.

But Father Shen, who is used to being in a superior position in the factory, is normal to feel a gap after losing his status as a small boss.

"Dad, after we buy a house in the capital, we should still have some money left."

Father Shen calculated in his mind: "Not much left."

She had checked Father Shen's bank statements, and according to her estimate, she still had 40 to [-] to buy a house in the capital that was slightly out of the way.

Three to four million yuan was thrown into a big dye vat like the entertainment company, and you couldn't even hear the splash of water, so she directly invested in the shares in the name of Xiaotuanzi and skipped persuading Father Shen.

"Dad, how about we set up a logistics company."

With the rise of e-commerce, logistics will become a huge profit cake in a few years, first come, first served.

"Xinge's brain is so smart! Jianbing, I think we can give it a try. You travel all over the country when purchasing goods, so you are familiar with logistics."

Shen Jianbing's sluggish back straightened a little, and he began to think seriously. He was used to being in a leadership position, and he always felt like he couldn't lose face by asking him to work for others. He might as well consider starting some small business.

"Dad Shen! Come on! Mengmeng believes that Dad Shen can open another big company!"

Life is endless, chicken soup is endless!

Shen Jianbing was so relieved by Song Meng's mouthful of chicken soup!

He built the previous leather factory step by step. Now that he has experience and more funds than before, why can't he make a comeback?

Seeing Father Shen cheering up, Shen Xingge felt very happy.

"Auntie, I'm going to participate in the competition tomorrow. You don't need to call me in the morning."

The sadness at the dinner table faded away, and there were smiles on each other's faces.

"Yes, Xingge, you are going to the provincial capital tomorrow to participate in the competition. What time will the school meet tomorrow?"

"Gather at the school gate at six o'clock."

"There's enough time. Let's have breakfast at home. Auntie and your dad will take you to school together." During this period of time, the house was in a mess with all these people visiting at home. Only then did Song Qing remember that there seemed to be nothing in the refrigerator. How many things.

"After dinner, let's go out and buy some food to take with us later."

Father Shen also echoed: "Yeah, yes, buy some things to eat on the road. It's still an hour's drive from Bei'an to the provincial capital."

The two hit it off immediately, and after dinner, they immediately went to a large supermarket in the city.

Shen Xingge pulled Song Meng and followed the two adults and said, "I think we can just buy some at the canteen in the community."

"How about that? What if there are fakes in the canteen and you have diarrhea after eating them?"

As she spoke, Song Qing checked the date on the package extremely carefully.

"Isn't this our Song class beauty?"

The woman in front of her was pushing a shopping cart filled with various expensive gifts.

The man holding his arm is in a suit and leather shoes, and on his wrist is a mechanical watch that is currently popular in luxury flagship stores.

The woman raised her hand and moved her hair pretentiously, revealing a green jade bracelet on her slender wrist.

Song Qing put the cake in her hand into the shopping cart, but did not recognize the identity of the woman in front of her for a while.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Oh, you are so noble and forgetful." The woman twisted her waist, and the slit on the right side of her cheongsam almost reached the root of her thigh, "Don't you even recognize me, He Qingqing? We were at the front and back tables back then."

Song Qing tried her best to identify it for a while, and then she connected the woman with the big red lips and thick false eyelashes in front of her with the girl with a square face and small eyes in her memory.

Song Qing smiled unnaturally: "You have changed a lot."

This college classmate He Qingqing is also the eldest sister of the current popular star He Lingling.

Because of the widespread gossip in newspapers, she also knew that the college classmate in front of her had also gotten into the entertainment industry and became a well-paid agent with the support of her sister, who had been in the limelight recently.

He Qingqing smiled proudly. Song Qing was a real class beauty in college. She was good-looking and had a good temperament, and she had won the favor of many boys.

It's a pity that he is blind, married to a violent maniac, finally divorced, and married a widowed small boss with a slut. Not only does the small boss's original daughter not like him, but recently I heard that the current husband is because of The factory was not operating well and the factory was sold.

Thinking of these, He Qingqing's mouth opened wider: "I heard from some old classmates that your husband's small factory was sold off recently?"

The word "this" was specially emphasized.

Song Qing also saw that this person just wanted to watch a joke, and her face turned cold:

"We have other things to buy. It's not convenient to catch up on old times, so let's go first."

"Hey, our college classmates finally meet each other. May I treat you to a meal? By the way, let me introduce, this is my boyfriend, Yan Wenlin."

"My daughter has to take the exam tomorrow, which is inconvenient."

He Qingqing turned sideways and saw Shen Xingge and Song Meng, one large and one small behind Song Qing, "Your daughter Mengmeng has grown so big."

The two people were clearly standing together, but they only mentioned Song Meng's name and ignored Shen Xingge. If Shen Xingge was an ordinary little girl, she would immediately be embarrassed by this little trick of sowing discord.

He Qingqing had been in the entertainment industry for a while and was very good at exploiting the psychology of little girls. After that, he kept paying attention to the changes in Shen Xingge's expression.

Shen Xingge just stood there, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "Auntie, please don't smile at me, you are smiling like a dummy. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night if I watch too much. The exam is tomorrow.”