Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

"So, after you cooperate with the Min family, the foundation will also be managed by the Min family?"

"That's it."

"You delegate power in this way, just for 5% of the shares?"

"Dad..." Ling Qinghe couldn't help laughing, "You say that, it feels like Min's shares are worthless..."

……

Another weekend.

Ling's mother came early, and brought a large box of stewed pork ribs, Ye Xichen was so greedy that she didn't even eat snacks, and just waited for lunch.

Papa Ling, who usually arrives at lunch time, also came very early this week. As soon as he came, he pulled Ling Qinghe and asked her about the cooperation between Zijinzhai and the Min family.

In the kitchen, Ling's mother complained to Ye Xichen when she talked about it.

"Your uncle, if you want to have a potluck with him, you have to make an appointment with him first. I'm so busy every day, and I haven't seen him make much progress."

"The Ling Group can't do without Uncle..." Ye Xichen answered, and handed the peeled cucumber to Mother Ling.

"Where can't I leave?"

The shiny back of the knife slapped on the cucumber, but Ling's mother didn't stop talking disgustingly.

"The times are different now! It's been your young people's world for a long time. You can grab a lot of young people who are more capable than him, and he insists on doing everything himself, and won't listen to what he says..."

Ye Xichen smiled and didn't answer any more.

It's homely.Ling's mother just complained casually. If she really echoed Ling's father, she would be really stupid.

However, when it comes to workaholics, Papa Ling is not the only one in the family... Ye Xichen sighed secretly.

Ye Xichen was like listening to gossip, while being in front of Mama Ling's loyal audience, while thinking about another workaholic at home.

"The two men work the same way."

"Yeah, that's right!" Ye Xichen subconsciously agreed.

As a result of this agreement, Ling's mother immediately stopped her movements and looked at her with a pitiful look.

"Chenchen, I have wronged you..."

Ye Xichen:? ? ?

She hurriedly laughed, "No, Auntie."

Qinghe will make her feel wronged?Did Auntie misunderstand something?

"Good boy... I'll talk about Qinghe in a moment! No matter how busy you are at work, can someone be important?"

"Auntie, Qinghe is not very busy!" So you better not mention her.

"You, you are too sensible... Don't worry, Auntie won't let her know that you said it."

Ye Xichen: ...No, I really am not wronged at all.

"If you want to blame it, you can blame Papa Ling as a workaholic." Ye Xichen thought to himself, shrugging his shoulders.

Anyway, I couldn't explain clearly to Ling's mother. If Qinghe was really educated, I could only...it seemed like I couldn't do anything.

"Chenchen, hand me the green bamboo shoots, let's go out and play!"

Perhaps because she was thinking about making suggestions for her daughter's love life, Ling's mother started to chop vegetables quickly, and prepared all the vegetables in her hand in two or three strokes.

Ye Xichen took out the plate of cold cucumber and put it on the dining table. In the living room not far away, I could still hear Papa Ling's disapproving voice.

"You young people are extravagant. You have so many prescriptions, let alone only 5%, even if you ask for 15%, old man Min will not refuse to give..."

Ye Xichen walked over, sat next to Ling Qinghe, and picked out a big orange from the fruit plate.

"Dad, Fangzi is not mine..." Ling Qinghe was helpless.

"I know, it's Xiaochen's... They're all a family, so Xiaochen's belongs to you two?"

"Uncle is right, mine is Qinghe." Ye Xichen acted cutely and nodded frantically at Papa Ling.

As for Qinghe's, of course it still belongs to her.

Papa Ling was also amused by her, "It's Xiaochen who understands that no matter who owns the prescription, you can't let outsiders take advantage of it."

Ling Qinghe smiled, and snatched the fruit knife from Ye Xichen's hand.

Father Ling still didn't give up, "Look at how much money you have lost in vain with this operation! Don't even talk about discussing it with us in advance."

"Uncle is right, next time we should earn money from the Min family!" Ye Xichen echoed vigorously, and the emotion in his heart didn't stop.

"Sure enough, a mountain is higher than a mountain... I think Qinghe's asking price of 5% is too much. I didn't expect Papa Ling to be a real lion... No, Papa Ling's opening is no longer an ordinary lion. , at least the Lion King..."

Ling Qinghe tapped her on the head and warned her, "Don't make trouble!"

Didn't you see that Papa Ling has been nagging all morning about this?

She was finally able to persuade her, but as a result, Ye Xichen, a little money fanatic, added fuel and jealousy as soon as he came.

With the support of Ye Xichen, a small money fan, Ling's father, a big money fan, is even more unwilling to give up.

"Charitable foundations are for good deeds, and I don't have any opinion on who will manage them.

It's just that you gave Min Xuan the other 5%, which is not very good.

When it comes to doing business, Min Xuan is probably worse than Wei Yan. "

Ling Qinghe shook his head.

"You underestimated Min Xuan. He is good at writing, and he can market himself as a talented writer in just two or three years. At least in terms of publicity and sales, he has a great advantage."

"What's the advantage? If there is an advantage, you won't marry Zhou Ning." Ling's father disagreed a little.

"Dad... Zhou Ning is the only candidate the Ling family can use for marriage, and his choice is not wrong."

"That's not going to give him 5%..."

"Let's take less now, and less disputes in the future." Ling Qing smiled, put down the fruit knife, and began to clean the meridians outside the peeled oranges.

Papa Ling was even more surprised, "What does this mean? How dare the Min family bully others?"

"Where do you want to go? Min's internal turmoil is no less than Ling's. Give Min Xuan a little more now, so that he will work hard in the future, so that we don't even get 5%."

Ling Qinghe broke open the orange, divided it in half, and handed it to Papa Ling.

Papa Ling was still very dissatisfied while eating the orange.

"It's so much trouble, it's better to do it yourself, I still have some money here, I can invest it for you..."

"How can I ask for your pension money?" Ling Qinghe interrupted him, "We just want to do some public welfare and earn some pocket money by the way." Of course, there is mainly a small money fan who likes it.

"Community marketing, I understand! Don't think that your father and I are getting old, so we can't keep up with the times."

"Uncle, you are too powerful!" Ye Xichen's sycophant went online.

"Not to mention Qinghe, I don't even know what charity marketing is..."

Papa Ling looked proud, "This public welfare marketing is the most suitable for a large company like ours. With a small amount of money, it can increase brand affinity and recognition..."

Ling Qinghe smiled, stood up, grabbed the only two oranges left in Ye Xichen's hand and ate them.

"Eat now, eat less."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the kitchen and let the two money fans exchange business experiences there.

……

"It's time to eat!" Ling's mother shouted towards the living room while holding the meatball soup.

"Uncle, next time I have a chance to make money, I will call you quietly."

"That's right!" Father Ling got up and whispered to Ye Xichen, "Old man, I'm also short of pocket money... If I don't earn some extra money, I won't be able to smoke anymore."

The two formed an alliance quietly, walked to the dinner table, and then sat down as if nothing had happened.

Mother Ling made half a bowl of soup for everyone, "I just heard you say that kid from the Min family?"

"Didn't Min Xuan get closer to Zhou Ning recently? I guess they are about to talk about marriage."

Papa Ling moved his chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork ribs.

"Well, it's delicious! Xiaochen, eat more. Your aunt doesn't make this easily, it's too troublesome. I can only eat it because of you..."

"What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child?" Ling's mother gave him a sideways glance, and gave Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe each a piece.

Ye Xichen buried her head to hide her smile, and stretched out her chopsticks after eating one piece.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is really good! If I had known that you would bring braised pork ribs today, I shouldn't have had snacks yesterday."

"This child..."

Mother Ling is at this age, and the happiest thing is that there are juniors who like to eat her cooking.

"What else do you want to eat? Do you still want to eat the little mahua from last time? Auntie made it for you next week."

"Yeah, the little twist is good too!" Ye Xichen could only cover her mouth while she was still gnawing on the ribs.

Mother Ling's handmade twist is fragrant and crispy, and wrapped in sesame seeds, it's especially delicious!

"Don't spoil her, she always likes to eat snacks." Putting a vegetable into Ye Xichen's bowl, Ling Qing said softly.

"Is there any girl who doesn't like snacks?" The pitiful look appeared on Ling's mother's face again.

Another piece of ribs was picked up for Ye Xichen, and Mother Ling stared at Ling Qinghe, "You don't like snacks, why don't you allow others to eat them?"

"Mom..." With you like this, you can't communicate anymore. Is it easy for me to control her from eating snacks?

Ling Qinghe could only complain to himself, "No, eating too many snacks is not good for the body, and it is easy to gain weight."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the word "fat" was uttered, it immediately ignited a pile of

Mama Ling, who has always been gentle, put down her chopsticks heavily, "Nonsense!"

"I said, why is Chenchen so thin? It turns out that you thought she was fat!"

Mother Ling's tone suddenly increased, which startled Ye Xichen.

"You have to change your thinking. Let me tell you, nothing is as good as being fat, thin, beautiful or ugly.

Those boys and girls on the street are as thin as bamboo poles, and they can be blown away by the wind.

I don't know, I thought I just came out of the refugee camp, what's so good about it?

In the past, we wanted to eat something good and gain weight, but we didn't have the conditions.

Now you guys are fine, you can eat if you can, and you are going to start losing weight..."

Ye Xichen's face was embarrassing.

Although Ling's mother was educating Ling Qinghe, only Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe knew that it was Ye Xichen who was clamoring to lose weight, but Ling Qinghe didn't approve of her weight loss, but urged her to eat on time and eat less snacks every day.

"Let's eat ours!" Father Ling pointed at the ribs with his chopsticks, signaling Ye Xichen.

Ye Xichen looked at Ling Qinghe who was being scolded, and didn't dare to argue at this time, so he could only gnaw the ribs silently.

The ribs on the plate were almost wiped out by Ye Xichen and Ling's father, and Ling's mother's anger gradually subsided.

"If you do this again, I'll take Chenchen to live with us!"

"Mom..." Ling Qinghe's tone was helpless, obviously disapproving.

"That's the deal, otherwise, I think Chenchen will be starved to death by you someday."

"Qinghe has taken the blame for the second time today..." Ye Xichen mourned in her heart, and she grinned at Ling's mother in order not to let the blame fall on Ling Qinghe's head.

"Auntie, you misunderstood! Qinghe usually stares at me for dinner, so closely."

Ling's mother obviously didn't believe it, and thought Ye Xichen was trying to excuse Ling Qinghe.

"Stop talking, Auntie understands. I'll come over next week. If you're still so thin, you can move in and live with Auntie for a while!"

"mom……"

"Aunt……"

Does she count as lifting a rock to shoot herself in the foot?Obviously, it was just Qinghe saying a word, why did I "be" starved and thin...

Living with parents without gaining weight?

Ye Xichen wants to cry but has no tears.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ye Xichen: What should I do?If you lose weight, you will live with your parents QAQ

Ling. Jihuatong. Qinghe: Be good~ Then eat more food and grow some meat.