True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Although his voice was cold as he was used to hearing it, his tone was calm.

With such a natural Miss Ying, the secretary was so shocked that she didn't regain her senses for a long time.

Jiang Moyuan's movements also froze directly.

The always indifferent face shattered in an instant, revealing a rare expression of disbelief.

Ying Zijin stopped and turned around.

She raised the brim of her hat, and her phoenix eyes covered the hazy fog: Mr. Nie.

You're welcome. Nie Yi said slowly, Miss Ying helped her younger brother, but Nie hasn't said thank you yet.

Ying Zijin was not surprised, she nodded: I know a little bit, it's not my rescue.

She said that when she first met, she said it casually, and it was okay to lie to Nie Chao, this silly white sweet.

But it was impossible to fool Fu Yunshen or Nie Yi.

Although after entering the 21st century, fortune-tellers have gradually withdrawn from the public eye, it is not impossible, but very few are proficient.

The big family basically has a fixed Feng Shui master.

In any case, Miss Ying also reminded her younger brother. Nie Yi paused, If you are free, I will invite you to dinner.

Okay. Ying Zijin nodded slightly, If Mr. Nie has nothing to do, I will leave first.

There is something. Nie Yi was silent for a while, and asked the same question, What does Miss Ying like?

...

Jiang Moyuan's jaw tightened and his face was ugly.

The secretary was stunned, his head buzzed, and once again Nie Yi's words were bombarded so that he could not find Bei.

At the beginning, he followed Jiang Mo to Qingshui County to pick up Ying Zijin, how could he not know how much she weighed?

Poor study, but also want to climb up with a man, people are very unhappy.

But now?

The eldest grandson of the Nie family in the imperial capital actually asked Ying Zijin what he liked?

Isn't this a clear slap in the face?

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows: It's delicious.

I understand. Nie Yi thought for a moment and knew how to reply to Fu Yunshen, I'll take Miss Ying back.

Don't bother. Ying Zijin yawned, Thank you, Mr. Nie, for today's matter.

Nie Yi didn't force it, Goodbye.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist and was about to leave.

When he left, he still didn't even look at the two people next to him, as if it wasn't worth seeing at all.

The secretary didn't know what Jiang Moyuan was thinking, he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Especially at the entrance of the King clubhouse, people come and go, and their eyes are floating over at any time.

After all, no one in Shanghai does not know Jiang Moyuan.

The eldest grandson of the Nie family ignored them and instead stopped an adopted daughter.

The secretary lowered his head, his face was burning with pain: Third Master, we...

Cancel today's entertainment. The air pressure on Jiang Moyuan's body was extremely low, and his face was terrifyingly cold, I pushed other things to three days later, and said I want to rest.

The secretary froze for a moment.

Jiang Moyuan is extremely conscientious in his work, often working all night, 365 days a year, basically non-stop.

How……

The secretary didn't dare to ask more: Okay, third master.

He bent over, opened the car door again, and smiled: Third Master, this second Miss Ying is really good. Seeing that this road doesn't work for you, I changed my partner.

A month ago, she was still with Master Fu Qi. It was too fast.

Jiang Moyuan didn't speak, and pursed his lips tightly, knowing that these were just words of comfort.

To catch up with the eldest grandson of the Nie family?

Not to mention the four giants in Shanghai, even some medium-sized giants in the imperial capital are not qualified.

As for Ying Zijin...

Jiang Moyuan turned his head to look at the car window, his eyes dimmed.

**

night.

Just as netizens happily forwarded Mr. Zhong's lottery draw, they saw another big fresh melon.

[@All Network Strongest Breaking News Jun V: It turns out that a certain pianist entered the hospital late at night, not because of his disfigurement. 】

The picture is carefully posted with a nine-square grid, or a different angle, to ensure that netizens can see clearly.

[Fuck, ghost! 】

[Mom asked me why I closed my eyes in fright. 】

[This... Ying Luwei is too embarrassed to set up the character of a beautiful pianist? ? ? 】

[Wow, how much powder she usually has to put on her face, no wonder she has such a thick skin. 】

Ying Luwei's fans were already furious with Mr. Zhong, and when they saw this Weibo, they became even more furious.

[Is the black bulletin coming again? Lu Wei is not a person in the entertainment industry, can you stop being black? 】

[The picture is so blurred, who can you recognize? Please don't mess with the rhythm of the marketing account, please pay attention to Lu Wei's concert on May 16. 】

[Lu Wei will play Vera Hall's Sun and Moon at the concert, everyone is welcome to watch. 】

However, because Ying Luwei's personality has collapsed a lot, fans can't suppress the real comments by themselves.

[I die of laughter, can't you recognize Ying Luwei with just one pair of legs? I don't see this picture very blurred, why can't I recognize it. 】

[Fans choose to be blind, but then again, Jiang Moyuan can still... admire and admire this face. 】

In the end, the Weibo only existed for three hours before it was deleted.

Netizens also knew the reason.

**

three days later.

It's almost a month since the start of school, and the atmosphere of Class 19 is much better than before.

Many people have started to study, and they will ask each other questions after class.

It's not that I really want to learn, but I just listened to Ying Zijin's lectures on biology, and I really can't live up to her kindness.

Their father Ying is such an academic god, are they too embarrassed to hold back?

Dad Ying, we bought barbecue and beer. The younger brothers came in beaming with a few bags, I'll treat you to me.

Ying Zijin put down his pen: I'm not hungry yet, you can eat first.

It's alright, I'll buy it when I'm hungry. A younger brother looked around, Where's Sister Yu?

Ying Zijin lowered his head again: Help me go for a pig ride.

Brothers: ...

God is unbearable!

They also want to run pigs.

No, I can't let Sister Yu enjoy Dudu alone. The younger brother walked out angrily and called, Sister Yu, where are you? Oh, near East Lake, be good!

Before he could walk out the door, Ying Zijin suddenly stood up.

The younger brother was taken aback.

The girl's eyes were cold and her voice was cold: I'll go with you.

**

East Lake is a major landscape in Qingzhi. The school also raised several black swans, and the students like to take a walk by the lake.

It's just that it's lunch time now, and there are still fewer people.

A girl was walking with Zhong Zhiwan's arm, and suddenly pointed to the front: Zhi Wan, what do you think that is?

Zhong Zhiwan looked over lightly, and found that it seemed to be a very small pig.

Ah, I remembered it! The girl slapped her forehead, This is Ying Zijin's pet, and the ignorant class of 19 is showing it off every day.

Zhong Zhiwan frowned: Pet?

A small county is a small county. The girl sneered, I still raise pigs, and I don't know what I like. I really liked her.

No pets are allowed in the school. Zhong Zhiwan looked at the water surface and said lightly, Go pick it up and throw it into the lake.

Nie Yi: Just ask me directly

Fu Yunshen: ?

Brother Nie, he is a straight man of steel, the kind that can't be straight any more.