The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 500 Water Cloud

Did you find out? Song Sheng took a puff of cigarette and asked his subordinates.

His subordinates respectfully handed over a few photos, Song Sheng put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, took the photos and looked through them.

The person in the photo is a bright mirror, but the angles are all candid shots, but even this kind of death angle, high-blur filter, still can't stop the girl's innate noble temperament.

Chinese Merchant Yipin? Song Sheng had a determined smile on his face.

It seems that even God is helping me.

Let Bai Gou come and see me.

The subordinate hesitated for a moment: Brother Gou... is sick.

Sick? Song Sheng frowned, What will happen if you lose the chain at a critical moment.

His hands wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Sir, this woman is very evil, Brother Gou suffered a lot from her hands, I see...

Gently remind him that this person cannot move.

However, Song Sheng, who was so smart, couldn't listen at all, his mind was full of the girl's frowns and smiles, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

If I don't see her tonight, don't come to see me either.

When the subordinate thought of something, he immediately said, Sir, you have an appointment with Mr. Han tonight.

Song Sheng's face darkened.

He lost a lot of money in the stock market and secretly embezzled the company's funds. Now the gap is getting bigger and bigger. He has to sell a chemical company under his name to make up for the funding gap.

It should have been done years ago, Han Ya went abroad to discuss business, so I had to make an appointment tonight.

Now the company is under increasing pressure. If his father finds out that he has embezzled funds, he will not welcome him. I am afraid that this will make him even more disappointed.

He didn't want the inheritance right to fall into the hands of that bastard Song Hanqing.

Song Sheng thought about it, the beauty can't escape, but the funds are imminent.

Then tomorrow night.

The subordinate couldn't say anything more, so he retreated obediently.

Song Sheng picked up his phone and took a look. There were many missed calls, all from Zhao Ninghan.

Zhao Ninghan, who lost her child, also lost her final value to him.

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Master Xiao, this is all the information of Yali Group, please read it.

In the five-star hotel suite, Ye Jian respectfully handed over the tablet.

Master Xiao just wanted to come to see the eldest lady, and he had to find a high-sounding reason. The non-stop journey was really hard.

Shengmi Chemical Co., Ltd. Ran Tengxiao frowned.

Ye Jian replied: Yali Group is engaged in import and export trade, and maintains a healthy cooperative relationship with many companies. Among them, Shengmi Group is a chemical company that mainly produces spices, medicines, etc., and relies on Yali Group to export overseas. .”

This time Lord Xiao came to Jingzhou, the excuse he made was to buy, and he was originally on the way.

Although this Yali Group is small in scale, it has deep qualifications, a wide network of contacts, and a lot of room for development. If Lord Xiao wants to develop the industry in Jingzhou, Yali Group is a good start.

The Ran family owns the largest seaport terminal in Jiangzhou, as well as a transport fleet. If the logistics channel from Jingzhou to Jiangzhou is opened up and the industrial chain upgrade is completed, it will be of great benefit to both parties.

Although it is said to be on the way, but when you think about it carefully, Lord Xiao is the gray line of a grass snake, Ye Jian admires it very much.

Master Xiao, Shengmi will be sold to Yali Group soon, and it will be a company from now on.

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and flicked his fingers across the screen, flipping through the pages.

PMK (piperonyl methyl ketone), which produces spices and pesticides, do you have an export license?

Ye Jian was stunned for a moment: Here, I'll check right away.

PMK is a drug-making raw material, and the customs have strict controls. It seems that Lord Xiao has seen the problem.

This matter can be big or small. Some time ago, there was a case of embezzlement under the shipping group, which touched the bottom line of Lord Xiao, and Lin Feng was ordered to immediately picket and supervise the reform.

The bigger the group, the more employees there are, and the harder it is to control.

The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests.

Ye Jian was about to leave when Ran Tengxiao stopped him: Get rid of those rumors on the Internet, I don't want to see any negative things related to her.

Ming Jing is magnanimous, he can't bear it.

Ye Jian immediately responded, and left in a hurry to deal with it.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun at two o'clock in the afternoon slanted on his body, Ran Tengxiao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

The forces in Jingzhou are complicated, and he should not interfere.

But he just wanted to be able to protect her when the storm came.

That's all.

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Mr. Han, are you taking advantage of others? Why did the agreed price suddenly change?

Song Sheng held back his anger and glared at the woman opposite.

The shrewd and nimble strong woman sighed after hearing the words: Mr. Song, you also know that now the control is strict, and I have to manage up and down. This is not a small expense. You should also be considerate and considerate of me. I have a family background, I am self-made, and I have already mortgaged the house I live in in order to give you the bottom line.

Song Sheng looked worried: I've done you a lot of good things these years, and it's time for you to spit some out.

Han Ya said helplessly: Mr. Song, it's not kind of you to say that. These two companies have cooperated with each other for mutual benefits and win-win results. We all share the benefits, of course...

Smiling slightly: We'll take the blame too, Mr. Song, don't think about leaving me to face it alone, I don't agree.

That delicate tone gave goosebumps to those who heard it.

In the end what you want?

My conditions, Mr. Song will think about it again, and call me after thinking about it.

Han Ya put on her sunglasses, picked up her bag, and walked away on high heels under Song Sheng's frantic eyes.

Walking out of the restaurant, the phone rang suddenly. Han Ya took out the phone and looked at the caller ID, her expression immediately became respectful.

Mr. Lin, hello, hello, the signing matter, okay, okay, do you think it will be completed at noon the day after tomorrow? Yes, I will prepare wine and food by then and wait for Mr. Lin.

After hanging up the phone, Han Ya let out a soft sigh, turned her head to look in the direction of the restaurant, and a sneer flashed across her eyes.

No one can get off this broken boat before she gets off.

Han Ya opened the ticket-buying app and bought a non-stop flight ticket to foreign countries the night after tomorrow.

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The custom of the second year of junior high school is to go back to her mother's house.

When Ji Rouen woke up in the morning, she ordered Huaiqing to put the gift she had prepared in the trunk of the car.

Ginseng, Cordyceps, nutritional products, imported pure milk...the trunk is almost full of all kinds of gifts.

Ji Rouen specially took out her battle robe, a white mink fur coat, extremely flamboyant, but she didn't know it, she looked in the mirror beautifully and went out.

Bo Lianye, who was waiting at the door, was speechless for a while when she saw it.

Suddenly there was a cold voice: Are you going to your mother's house or a show? Hurry up and change it for me.

Ji Rouen rolled her eyes at Bo Yujian: I won't change it.

Bo Yujian didn't bother to talk to her, and suddenly frowned when she thought of something: Isn't this true?

Ji Rouen stroked the silky fur contentedly, and said complacently, Of course it is...

Bo Lianye tried her best to wink at her, but fortunately Ji Rouen was not stupid, she immediately realized it, and changed her words: Of course it's fake, with your salary, can I afford the real one?

Bo Yujian snorted coldly and got into the car first.

Bo Lianye said helplessly: Mom, with my father's identity, you are trying to trick him by wearing this. You should change it.

What's wrong with you? When I visit relatives, what clothes to wear depends on his face? What kind of atmosphere. Ji Rouen doesn't care so much. Today, her sister, sister-in-law and sister-in-law are all here, so why do a group of women gather together? Comparing.

How could she be at a disadvantage in just this one large-scale comparison scene in a year.

Among all the sisters, only she married the best. Once a year, she had the chance to feel proud, and of course she had to work hard.

Ji Rouen touched the pearl string gold inlaid jade necklace around her neck, and when she was about to go out, she suddenly smiled when she saw someone coming.

Xiangyue, are you here to see A-Jiang? Unfortunately, she has been ill these few days.

Sister-in-law. The man smiled and nodded, his self-cultivation was excellent.

The black overcoat made the man look thinner, his skin was very fair, and there were gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was gentle and elegant, and the dimples on his lips gave him an amiable and approachable temperament. .

In Ji Rouen's eyes, in terms of appearance and temperament, no man in this world can compare to her brother-in-law, and this Professor Liu is no less inferior. The Feng Shui of the Bo family is really amazing.

But with my sister-in-law, I still feel a little wronged.

I'll come and see the old lady.

The man's words fell past her and disappeared into the screen wall.

Ji Rouen couldn't help but glanced back, and praised: He's filial, he looks good, and he works well. It's hard to find such a man with a lantern. I hope your sister-in-law can cherish it.

There is a reason why she said that. Bo Yujiang had two marriages before. The first marriage lasted for half a year. The man died in a car accident. The second marriage was even shorter, three months, and the death was endless. Too decent, it is said that it is in the clubhouse...

These two marriages, Bo Yujiang, have never been widely publicized, because outsiders never know her marriage history, otherwise she will not be able to find a good man if she is overwhelmed by the hat of Kefu.

Liu Xiangyue didn't have any shortcomings, and even her family background was a century-old wealthy family in Jiangzhou. In terms of background, only the old lady's family was slightly better.

The more important point is that this man has no marriage history, is clean and clean.

My sister-in-law's third marriage can find such a man, it's really a tall order.

Bo Lianye smiled and said, Grandma met Master Ku Rong yesterday.

Ji Rouen regained her spirits immediately, her eyes flickering with gossip: Didn't she want to combine the two of them? What's the result?

Bo Lianye thought for a while: There shouldn't be any problem.

Grandma was very calm when she came out, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy.

Ji Rouen clicked her tongue: It seems that the family is going to be busy.

Bo Yujian got impatient with waiting, and lowered the car window: I can't go yet.

Ji Rouen hurried into the car with Bo Lianye.

The old lady was very happy to see Liu Xiangyue, she held his hand and talked for a while, she looked closer than her own son, and told him not to leave at noon, and let the kitchen cook his favorite dishes.

Although I have a son and a daughter, I'm not as caring as you. I'm so devoted to my work that I don't even have time to eat with my wife.

The eldest brother and the second brother are both leaders in the industry. I really can't match it. Don't make fun of me, old lady.

The old lady smiled and shook her head: You are too modest, don't underestimate yourself.

That's what the old lady taught me.

Huaiqing brought two cups of clear tea and put them in the hands of the old lady and Liu Xiangyue respectively.

Liu Xiangyue picked up the celadon teacup, and flicked the froth. The tea mist filled her eyes, and her eyebrows became more moist.

Madam, A-Jiang has been ill for a long time, is she feeling better recently? I am very worried about her.

Huai Qing, who was standing behind the old lady, glanced at Liu Xiangyue calmly when she heard the words.

The old lady sighed, and her complexion sank visible to the naked eye: To tell you the truth, A-Jiang's illness is strange, and he can't see the wind, let alone the light, which makes you suffer along with it.

Liu Xiangyue asked in surprise, What did the doctor say?

The doctor can't find anything. Don't forget that her second brother is a doctor.

Liu Xiangyue frowned slightly, with a lingering sadness. Although the old lady couldn't see it, she could feel it.

She slowly stretched out her hand, seeing this, Liu Xiangyue quickly put down the teacup and held the old lady's hand.

A pair of cloudy eyes looked at him quietly, without focus, but Liu Xiangyue could feel a force.

As if looking through him, who are you looking at?

Madam, what are you thinking right now?

Xiangyue, you deserve a better woman. The marriage with A-Jiang might as well stop here.

A word fell, and thunder broke out.

Huai Qing subconsciously looked at Liu Xiangyue's face, but saw that he was startled first, his eyes seemed to be confused, and then he shook his head firmly.

Old lady, who do you think I am? No matter how serious A-Jiang's illness is, I will walk with her. Today, please let me meet A-Jiang.

The old lady just shook her head, and in those cloudy eyes, apart from the endless silence, there was wisdom that had grown deeper and deeper through the years.

Liu Xiangyue had lunch with the old lady, and it was not early, so he said goodbye and left.

When Huai Qing sent Liu Xiangyue back, she saw the old lady sitting on a rocking chair under the eaves, quietly staring in the direction of the gate, not knowing what she was thinking.

Huai Qing walked over with a smile: Madam, it's windy outside, I'll take you back to your room.

The old lady suddenly asked her: How does Liu Xiangyue compare to Ah Xun?

Huai Qing might as well ask the old lady suddenly, stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: If the young master is a pine in the snow, cold and aloof, then Professor Liu is a thatched green bamboo, reclusive and noble, and the two have their own merits.

Of course, in Huaiqing's heart, of course the young master is better, because Qingsong has also experienced the scorching sun, such a sunny and cheerful young man will remain in his memory forever.

Perhaps what is lost is the best.

This is a very high evaluation, Mrs. Bo fell silent for a moment.

He's a good boy, it's a pity...

What a pity, Huai Qing doesn't understand.

She looked at the old lady, the old lady is very abnormal today, no, she was very abnormal after she came back from Xiangguo Temple.

Did the old lady find anything?

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Liu Xiangyue left Bo's house and drove to Shuiyun Lane.

The old lady's birthday was coming soon, he thought about it, and planned to order a cheongsam for the old lady as a birthday present.

There is a century-old cheongsam shop in Shuiyun Lane, which specializes in high-end customization.

When the old lady was young, she was known as a cheongsam beauty. If she could receive a cheongsam in her later years, she would like it.

The walls of the alley are covered with vines and dead branches, like the annual rings of the years, witnessing the changes of the times.

The name of the cheongsam shop is Qingqing Zijin, which is gentle and classic, just like the cheongsam.

Just as he stepped on the threshold, two people passed him by.

Haha, I can't wait to see how you look in cheongsam...

The woman's voice is hearty and arrogant, opening and closing, like the wind galloping freely.

Carrying a wisp of fragrance in the wind, blowing towards the face.

Liu Xiangyue's footsteps crossing the threshold suddenly froze, his movements were faster than his consciousness, his sensibility overcame his rationality, and he almost couldn't wait to turn around and catch up.