When the heroine is male

"Really cheating? Someone said that Yangzi handed him a note." Chu Jingyun straightened up, but it was a pity that Yangzi himself denied it.

"But it doesn't matter." Chu Jingyun curled her lips, dismissively, "Anyway, the college entrance examination has revealed its true colors."

Zhao Jianhao just smiled.

Mingqin knew that there would be people reading the jokes and laughing casually, so what did he care about now, the only thing he was afraid of was Sheng Sisi coming out to interfere.

Speaking of Mingqin's mother's life experience, it's actually very simple, Wen's father was romantic, but kept secrets, and she still incurred romantic debts--killed her.The legally married wife gave birth to only one son in her life. Under the half-coaxing and half-selling of her lover, she recognized Mingqin's mother as her ancestor. Anyway, a girl has little influence. Father Wen thinks so, but Mrs. She was half dead. Although she pretended not to know, she couldn't bring someone back to stir up trouble.

Mingqin's mother was still a good child at the time, but her mother used the excuse of missing her to go to Wen's house every now and then to find a sense of existence, and she was treated like a villain even if she didn't want to be a villain.

The blood that flows is half the same, and the two siblings are drawn into opposing camps by their respective mothers, and gradually turn against each other.

Wen's family is also a big family. They haven't seen this uncle for more than ten years. When Mingqin knocked on the door, he was completely hesitant.

The security guard has checked the surveillance, and a voice came out from the small speaker: "Who are you?"

Ming Qin wrote to Hu Tuowei, and said: "Ming Qin, the sun and the moon are bright, diligent Qin, I'm here to find Mr. Wen Ce - he is my uncle."

Security was very strange to him, and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, Mingqin heard someone leaving, and after a while, he heard footsteps approaching here, and there were more than one.

Anbao opened the door, stood next to Mingqin, and introduced to another person, "That's him."

The man who looked like a housekeeper smiled and said, "Master Ming, come with me."

The housekeeper went up to the second floor after Mingqin, and there was a solid wooden door in front of him. He guessed that there was a study behind the door.

The housekeeper knocked on the door, then immediately opened it, saying: "Master Ming, come in, I won't go in."

Mingqin nodded, and the first thing he saw was a long table when he entered the door. The man behind the long table stared at him brightly, right.

Mingqin immediately took a wrong step, and when he stood still, the address he blurted out downstairs could not be uttered in front of Shengfen.The man has thick flesh on his face, a round nose and thick lips. He has a bad face and a wide smile—this seems to be a bad breath used to blur his appearance.

Wen Ce waited for him to speak, and the study was extremely quiet for a while.

"...Hi uncle, I'm Mingqin. I don't know if you still recognize me." Mingqin forced himself to open his mouth. Everything is difficult at the beginning, so just open your mouth. After thinking about it, why is this not an opportunity to exercise your social skills? ?

"If you don't come, I'll forget that I have a nephew." There was a stick in the words.

The words were straightforward, Mingqin was a little embarrassed, and thought about how to answer: "I was not sensible before."

"Children from poor families start their own families early. That's right. Being poor means setbacks. It's the same for you. You really have grown up."

Mingqin twitched the corner of his mouth.

The other party gave his elder enough face, Wen Ce stopped taking Joe, stood up from behind the table, walked to the sofa and sat down, raised his arm and pointed to the side: "Sit."

Mingqin said nothing, and sat down obediently.

Having not been in touch for many years, Mingqin and Wen Ce had some homely chats with each other, during which Wen Ce asked him how he was doing.The purpose of Mingqin's coming here this time is to repair the relationship, because Wen Ce is different, he hopes that Wen Ce can help him for the sake of this half blood relationship, and not let Wen Ce contribute in vain.However, in the past, it was impossible to deal with enemies with just a few words, and a protracted war was inevitable.

And Wen Ce also had his own ideas.

There is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall. After all, Wen Ce, an old fritter in the business world, can easily guess Ming Qin's intentions when he thinks about the Ming family's situation. Relatives are just fig leafs.So he let out a sigh of relief and stopped carrying it, obviously intending to join forces, Ming's is a fat and strong black pig, Sheng Sisi can take up so much, how will he know if he can't bite off a piece of meat if he doesn't try it himself?

"Mr. Ming left early, and the child passed away before he could stand the door." Wen Ce picked up the iron box on the coffee table, opened the lid, took out a cigarette, and stretched his left hand to look for something.

Mingqin picked up the lighter in front of him and lit it for him.

Wen Ce took a deep breath with a smile, and said earnestly: "The Ming family will depend on you in the future, but you must manage a group well and learn from this and that, so that there are no mistakes in all aspects. Mingqin, you have to hurry up and learn."

Ming Qin said: "I usually read books on these topics."

"Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Talking about it on paper is empty. President Sheng didn't let you practice in the group?" Wen Ce pretended to be surprised and asked knowingly.

Mingqin scratched his hair, and said falteringly: "I think so too...so this time I want to trouble uncle, you can arrange a vacancy for me to study in your company for a period of time, you see?"

"As a high school student, the college entrance examination is the top priority, don't you care?"

Ming Qin hurriedly said: "Gu Delai, it's no problem!"

Wen Ce took a long puff of smoke: "Since you have no problem, come to my place tomorrow."

Hearing this, Ming Qin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"You go back first." Wen Ce narrowed his eyes and looked at him, puffing out smoke, his expression unrecognizable.

Mingqin stood up and bowed at 45 degrees, carefully closing the door behind him.

Wen Ce bit his cigarette and smiled from the bottom of his heart. His nephew is just a money-spreader who gives money to others.

Not only he thinks so, Sheng Quan also thinks so, if he seeks skin from a tiger, the one who will suffer most is Mingqin.

Watching the red dot on the phone start to move slowly, Sheng Quan leaned back, closed his dry eyes, aimed his wrist at a certain angle, and with a "bang", the pen in his hand was thrown into the pen holder.

It can be regarded as a "experience", he will not stop it, and then we will see how Mingqin sees his tricks.

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On the evening of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, when Liu Jiyuan came home, his wife greeted him.

The wife smelled a lot of alcohol, and she helped him and complained: "I just went to work, and I'm drinking again!"

Feeling a little dizzy, Liu Jiyuan blinked vigorously, and told his wife, "Help me to the study, I still have things to deal with."

"It's so late, tomorrow?" The wife disagreed.

"It's very important!" Liu Jiyuan emphasized to her in a deep voice.

"Okay." Helping him sit down, his wife was going to make honey water to sober him up.

Liu Jiyuan lowered his head, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, "When I go out, don't come in to disturb me."

What are you doing to cover up three things and hide four things?The wife muttered softly, but did not disturb her submissively.

At the banquet, Liu Jiyuan received a call. At first, he was in a casual state. When his eyes touched the familiar caller ID, his pupils shrank suddenly, his nerves tensed, and he pressed the answer button only after going to the bathroom.

"Hello?" His tone was cautious.

"At 10:30, Mr. Sheng will call you, remember to answer."

Mr. Sheng?Is it the Mr. Sheng he thought of?

The mobile phone was already ready at this time, and it was already lying quietly on the table in front of him. Liu Jiyuan's forehead was sweating, maybe it was because of the heat or other reasons.

Since he joined "Wen's" for nearly ten years, "Ming's" ignored him, making him wonder whether he had been forgotten.

It happens only once in ten years, so one can imagine what a big event it is, so that Liu Jiyuan, who is in his early 50s, is nervous.

Tick, tick, tick - the sound of the second hand passing by is clearly audible, and there are ten minutes left.

Liu Jiyuan suddenly felt thirsty, but he couldn't walk away just in case, he shouted: "Hey, pour me a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst."

"Didn't you say you can't disturb me, do it yourself!" Through the door, his wife stabbed him.After a while, Liu Jiyuan drank the water he craved and stared at the phone with a dumb expression.

As the time approached, Liu Jiyuan began to swallow his saliva in preparation.

Buzz! --coming!

He snatched the mobile phone, it showed an unfamiliar number, tapped the screen of the mobile phone, the mobile phone was stuck to the ear, and Liu Jiyuan waited for the other party to speak.

"I'm Sheng Sisi."

As soon as the oppressive voice came out, at that time, it seemed that an electric current rushed into his ear canal, and Liu Jiyuan was full of energy: "Mr. Sheng, what can I do for you?"

"Tomorrow, my son Mingqin will come to your company for an internship, and you will take him by then."

He let out a bewildered sound in his heart, but he agreed in a vague manner: "Mmmm."

"Teach with all your heart, be strict when you should be strict, and praise when you should be boastful—I'll tell you again, don't guess what other meanings are in my words, it's the literal meaning."

"Okay, I wrote it down, is there anything else?"

"There will be two files sent to your mailbox later, please pay attention," the other end added after a second, "If you don't understand, just ask me."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Jiyuan felt that the rumors were unbelievable. If he was asked to tell him that it was so complicated, wouldn't it be better to teach him by hand?Then he opened the computer mailbox and received two compressed file packages with three Gs from his immediate leader.

a bit difficult!

The next day, on the twelfth floor of Wen's Building, the elevator door opened. Liu Jiyuan walked all the way, his eyes wandering around the entire office.

Everyone who saw him greeted him: "Good morning, manager!"

Liu Jiyuan nodded twice. He was old and stayed up late, and his body was prone to shortfalls. He left his things in the office and came out again to make a cup of strong tea. After he sat down, someone was looking for him.

"He Mi, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Manager Liu's condition doesn't look very good."

Liu Jiyuan said helplessly: "I drank too much last night and the sequelae followed."

He Mi followed a young man, Liu Jiyuan glanced over calmly, and had a guess in his mind - there are many points that match, at this time point, at this age, and at the same time, he looks a bit similar... no Could it be this one?My heart skipped a beat, I thought I had to move on my own to get the young master of the Ming family to my side, but I didn't want to come over by myself before I made a move.Thinking deeply, does this mean that there are still people operating above, or how could it happen to be his sales department.

"No, I'll bring you an intern to help you reduce your burden." He Mi smiled, holding the boy's shoulders and dragging him to him so that Liu Jiyuan could take a closer look.

Liu Jiyuan asked: "Looking at your tender face, how old are you?"

At first no one answered, so Mi He patted him on the shoulder: "I'm asking you, why didn't you speak?"

Thinking that he was asking about Mi He, he didn't have the right to intervene, so the young man immediately said, "Hi, manager, my name is Mingqin, and I'm still a senior high school student, but my father is an entrepreneur, so I have been influenced by him since I was a child." and carefully taught..."

After Mingqin finished his self-introduction, Mi He smiled as if he was on business: "I'll leave that person to you. I have the most things to do in the morning, so I'll go up first."

Abandoning Mingqin, Liu Jiyuan dragged him out together by the arm, and asked in a low voice while waiting for the elevator: "Why did people from the Ming family come to our place?"

"I knew you still had something to ask me." He Mi said, "But I don't know, I just listen to Mr. Wen's orders, and I went to the front desk to pick people up in the morning, and you know the rest." He Mi didn't think it was a secret, so he told him.

"Then why is it my sales department?"

"Old Jin from the HR department can easily point to the sales department."

That Lao Jin?

Unexpectedly, it was caused by bad luck, Liu Jiyuan digested it for a while, and then asked: "What teaching method, did Mr. Wen say anything?"

"You all know that he is right, just teach him to do odd jobs."

As if taking over a burden, Liu Jiyuan reluctantly accepted: "OK!"

"No problem, the elevator just arrived."

The elevator door was completely closed, and Liu Jiyuan came in with his hands behind his back, scolding with a bad expression: "Everyone is so good at listening to gossip, if you have this energy, you might as well do things well!"

The author has something to say:

I don’t understand the world of the rich, let alone start a business. Please ignore the bugs and try to find information on the Internet.There is no turning back. Now that the "Stepmother" chapter has been written, I will continue to write it and finish it.