Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

Mr. Xi threw the newspaper on the coffee table. He raised his legs and enjoyed it directly on the coffee table. "It hurts the image."

Yan Zhenyu read the newspaper and added without raising his head: "Wear a magnifying glass around your neck."

Mr. Xi looked at Yan Zhenyu who had not moved for a long time and said, "Old Yan, what are you looking at? You have been reading that page for a long time."

Then, Yan Zhenyu changed the page of the newspaper.

Mr. Xi raised his eyebrows, "Hey, the page changed so quickly."

Mr. Yan: “I’ve finished reading that page.”

Mr. Xi: "Why don't I believe it so much?"

It was obvious that the two brothers were chatting about non-nutritious topics, but they were still answering each other's sentences.

Lu Sheng picked up the newspaper that Zhen Xi had thrown on the coffee table. She opened it and read it carefully. "What does this character mean?" Lu Sheng asked Zhen Xi, pointing to a complicated character.

Mr. Xi took a look at it and told Lu Sheng.

Then he saw Lu Sheng reading the newspaper seriously again. He leaned on the sofa, raised his hand and rubbed the underside of his nose, thinking deeply.

After a while, the little tiger was the first to change his clothes and ran over, "Daddy Yan, godfather and godmother are here too." The little boy sat beside Lu Sheng with a smile on his face, "Godmother, can you tell Bao about you?" Do you have a story with your godfather?" I asked him about his father Yan last night, but who knew that his father Yan didn't know the 'love story' of godfather Zhen.

Seeing the person involved today, Little Tiger asked.

Just as he asked, Gu Nuannuan walked out second, "You brat, what are you doing? Do you want to cut off my business halfway? Alu, don't tell the little tiger. He will sell the story about you and Master Xi. money."

The little tiger immediately said to Lu Sheng cleverly, "Godmother, I sold it for money, and I will give you half of the treasure."

Lu Sheng: "..."

So, is this the merchant’s son?

In the bedroom of the head of the Nangong family, Xiao Yuanniu is currently challenging her mother's bottom line on the bed.

An Kexia held her daughter's clothes and looked at her angry and crying daughter on the bed. She was waving a milk bottle as if she wanted to hit herself. She cried and refused to wear the clothes, "I don't want it."

The name becomes a circle again.

An Kexia held up the clean clothes and said, "Your clothes were dirty yesterday. There were oil spots on the front when you ate. I washed your clothes last night. Can you wear that red skirt tomorrow?" An Kexia said I said this to my daughter while holding back my anger.

Little Yuanniu cried and said: "Not good~"

An Kexia rushed over and wanted to beat her daughter.

Nangong Zi quickly pulled his wife. Although he didn't want to say this, at the moment, he could only say, "Long Bao likes round girls to wear this little white skirt the most."

Little Yuanniu stopped making trouble for a moment and looked at her father, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Long Bao is waiting for Yuanyuan to change her clothes and go out to play."

Five minutes later, Miss Nangong cooperated obediently, put on a white furry skirt, and went out with little red boots on her feet. "Get it~"

Every time Nangong Zi sees his daughter clinging to a boy from the Su family, he becomes even more resentful towards the Su family.

When Mr. Jiang and Miss Jiang went out, they saw Lu Sheng who had not left the Zhenxi table. The father and daughter were still pushing each other back.

Since Ning'er already knew about it last night, she kindly went over to give her advice, "Auntie, grandpa, why don't you two share the order?"

Five thousand yuan per person, ten thousand yuan together, let one person listen first, and then this person will relay it to another person.

At this time Jiangsu came over, "Yaya, do you think the Jiang family can trust each other?"

Simple Ning'er: "..."

Gu Nuannuan had already figured it out, and the Jiang family had no credibility, so she wasn't worried about them working together to deceive her.

If the two of them make a deal and Mr. Jiang listens first, he will turn around and cheat his daughter of another five thousand.

Miss Jiang is more 'friendly'. If she had listened first, she would have turned around and probably cheated her father by ten thousand.

Anyway, father and daughter have two hearts.

"Dad, how about we play a game of sincerity? Give me five thousand, and I'll go find Nuan'er to find out."

"If we want to play, let's play a bold game. You give me five thousand first, and I'll go find Nuanwazi to listen."

Then neither father nor daughter believed in each other.

In the end, I felt depressed sitting in the car.

Gu Xiaonuan was very proud.

When they arrived at Bai Chen's house, Mr. Jiang took his three treasures out to show off.

The original plan was to show off, but unexpectedly there was a little girl shaking the bottle and following Mr. Jiang away.

Then Mr. Jiang was in front, with his head held high and his chest high, striding forward, with three little ones behind him, following closely like tails.

Nangong Zi didn't want his daughter to go, so he turned around and said, "Xia Xia, where is the girl?"

Ning'er was at Bai's house, having a baby in her arms.

Xiao Dabai put down and hugged Xiao Erbai.

She squatted down to study while Xiao Erbai was sleeping.

Others asked Bai Chen, "Why don't you call your children Dabai and Erbai?"

Xiao Baichen: "Their father's name is Xiao Bai, and the two who dare to rebel are called Da Bai and Er Bai."

When men get together, they inevitably talk about business, political affairs, and world affairs.

Because they are not as proficient in business as Jiang Chenyu, they have to consult Jiang Chenyu on all aspects related to the economy. And because Yan Zhenyu’s eyes are so precise, some people will also ask Yan Zhenyu about his estimation of future industries.

Everyone needs to hear their opinions.

Jiangsu specializes in network security. Political Commissar Bai boasted, "Chenfeng, your Xiaosu's Dingwei Technology has been praised more than once at conferences."

Mayor Jiang is modest, "Don't praise too much for small achievements. If you praise too much, your children will be so proud that they won't be able to settle down."

Political Commissar Bai waved his hand, "You have to praise your child. We are planning to award awards this year. As the parent officer of City Z, you have to go up and present the award to your son."

Mayor Jiang naturally knew about this. When he saw the final list, there was a name named Dingwei Technology. He was proud and worried at the same time, "I won't go. Let Director Wang award the award this year."

Everyone knows that Jiang Chenfeng wants to avoid suspicion. Only close friends know about Dingwei Technology, which was founded in Jiangsu. Even relatives know very little about it. Everyone is very strict and has never told the outside world about Jiangsu's family background.

Every time others asked about Jiangsu, he would just give it a perfunctory answer, "My mother just opened a small shop to make ends meet, and my father was earning a dead salary and was about to retire."

No one else asked any more questions.

Talking about Dingwei Technology's rise to fame last year, Bai Zheng said: "Last year's network intrusion caused tens of billions of property losses. This year, the financial allocation will be allocated to support the network security module. Xiao Su, take a look at the requirements. If you meet the requirements, you can do it." Apply."

Jiang Chenfeng looked at his son and said, "I heard about this last year, but the company's annual performance was good last year. For this support subsidy, Dingwei Technology probably does not meet the requirements."

"Good boy, okay, you will bring honor to your Jiang family. Uncle Bai saw you right." Bai Zheng admired Jiangsu very much.

Jiangsu knows that it does not need to use this money for subsidies, so it will not apply. Subsidies are for support, and naturally they should be reserved for those who deserve support.

Jiang Chenyu looked at his nephew, and there was pride in his eyes. He was a good boy who came out of his stick.