His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1232

Those invited by Jiang Yuan are all senior warriors who spent a lot of money, and they are the first generation of warriors trained by their company. They happened to recognize those who came out of the secret alliance with Qian Miao as their masters, and with their guidance, they all recognized Qian Miao naturally.

It was just now that Qian Miao recognized that this was a martial artist trained by her company, because the standing posture is unique to their company.

She has a private company here, which can be said to be the headquarters of fire. Its business scope and scale are larger and wider, and it is one of the important sources of all her economic income.

Usually, Tang Xin supervises her.

Feng Xian quickly digested the facts in front of him, seeing nothing strange, it was commonplace.

He has experienced too many surprises from the little girl, and now even if she can go to heaven, he will not be surprised.

But Jiang Yuan is different.

He thought about it combined with Qian Miao's force value, and had to believe this fact!

I was shocked in my heart and sighed a lot.

He was silent for a long time, silently thinking.

Turning around, looking at the incomplete painting behind him, he suddenly suppressed the anger in his heart, turned to Qian Miao and said, "I don't care who you are, it's a fact that you ruined my painting, you must pay for it!"

Qian Miao smiled: "Mr. Jiang, you scratched this painting yourself."

"You didn't hit me..." He was a little hard to say, but he continued: "It wasn't you who hit me, how could I catch me to death? You are the chief culprit, you must pay!"

"If you don't beat someone, I won't beat you either. The bottom line is that it's your own fault."

"You must pay!"

"What if I don't pay?"

Qian Miao didn't lose her momentum, and even forced him down.

Jiang Yuan suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation, "You girl has sharp teeth! Do you still want to get what you want from me?"

Qian Miao smiled: "If we want to, Mister won't give it, will we?"

"From the beginning, you plotted against us. From ancient times to the present, I have never seen such a welcoming gift. With all due respect, I don't feel the slightest sincerity in the cooperation between the husband."

Jiang Yuan's eyes darkened.

He was silent for a while, and asked: "It's not impossible for me to give it to you, you have to restore this painting to me exactly."

Qian Miao said, "I can't do this, but I can draw another one for you."

Jiang Yuan sneered: "You? Do you know that this painting is the masterpiece of my apprentice Yu Manman. She is a member of the Artists Association. She has won numerous awards for her previous works. This work sells for at least 500,000 yuan! In my heart , it is a priceless treasure! Do you want to paint? Do you deserve it?"

Qian Miao glanced at Feng Xian, then looked back at Jiang Yuan's face: "Oh? Did she draw it? How did she draw it? Did she draw it herself?"

Jiang Yuan glanced over with a cold look: "Don't tell me this! If you really want to paint by yourself, you can take your painting to the competition. If you can get a booth in this international art exhibition and exhibit your work, I'll give you the X-5!"

"Okay! I promise you." Qian Miao agreed.

Jiang Yuan was startled again, but his eyes were full of calculations.

Qian Miao asked him to make a written statement, and he did.

This negotiation mixed with force has finally come to an end.

Jiang Yuan asked Qian Miao to take a picture and go back to imitate the painting, and she took it.

In the car, Feng Xian learned about their company from her.

The name of the company is Minghuang. On the surface, it is an electronic technology company. Its business is not bad, and it is quite famous in A's country. But there are many secret ways.

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(Today is over, good night.)