Rebirth begins with marrying a female educated youth

"Boss Ji, our business will definitely develop better and better in the future!"

"Follow you, my life will be worth it until I die!"

Yuan Zhonghua was also in an excited mood, as if he was drinking fine wine, and said this to Ji Yuanhai again.

After all, Hollyland's business is not only about making money, but also satisfying people's psychology.

By doing business like this, Yuan Zhonghua can tell anyone with his head held high: He is not a bad person who exploits people, but he is doing good things that are upright and meaningful.

Profitable and meaningful, for Yuan Zhonghua, the latter one is far more important than the previous one; if one day, he feels that he has changed his mind, and his conscience cannot bear to do business, no matter how much money he takes, he will not Wouldn't want to.

Listening to Yuan Zhonghua's chattering and excitement on the other end of the phone, Ji Yuanhai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Yes, that's what makes sense.

Let employees have real benefits and vacations, and make customers as truly satisfied as possible, instead of just sitting in meetings and working overtime like dogs, analyzing and integrating, and finally talking to you about your ideals and making a big pie, letting you work overtime for free, but refusing to pay more. .

This is something Boss Hua and Boss Cao will never learn.

After hanging up the phone and selling a few flowers and plants, a bicycle parked in front of Fangcaoxuan.

Meng Zhaoying walked in: "Ji Yuanhai, pick a pot of flowers for my dad. He has become obsessed with flowers and plants recently, and I don't know what he thinks."

"Oh, what flowers and plants does Uncle Meng like?" Ji Yuanhai asked.

"You can just do whatever you want. He didn't tell me." Meng Zhaoying said, "I know that flowers and plants are expensive here. I brought five hundred yuan today. Is it enough?"

"Since Uncle Meng didn't tell you what kind of flowers you want, there's no need to buy such expensive ones." Ji Yuanhai said, "Except for some expensive flowers and plants, most of the flowers and plants here only cost fifty to one hundred yuan, and some The common ones are under fifty yuan, and there are also ones that cost ten or twenty yuan."

"Would you like to choose one?"

Meng Zhaoying nodded: "That's true..."

Meng Qi didn't tell her what flowers and plants she wanted, letting her choose on her own. Those that are too expensive are delicate and difficult to maintain, and they are a waste of energy.

After choosing a pot of flowers and plants that were easier to grow, Meng Zhaoying went into the backyard to chat with Lu Heling, and then left with the flowers and plants.

In the afternoon, Ji Yuanhai received two calls.

On the first call, Feng Xue called and told him that Gong Lin was still in Suzhou and had not returned to the capital.

Ji Yuanhai could understand the implication of her words and also heard her slight depression, so he comforted her with a few words.

The second call was from Yue Feng.

Seeing that Ji Yuanhai was about to graduate, his call also asked Ji Yuanhai to have dinner at his house today. He wanted to have a good chat with Ji Yuanhai about the specific work arrangements.

Of course, Era Hai would not refuse.

He helped the Yue family mediate, but it would be too heartless if he got nothing in the end.

Yue Feng is now a relatively qualified heir to the Yue family and has stabilized the situation. He regards Ji Yuanhai as one of his own, which is of course a good thing.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yuanhai prepared to tidy up and go back to the courtyard to change his clothes.

He is not a strange person who wants to wander around in the world, and there is no need to be unhygienic and informal; he needs to walk around in the mundane world, dress neatly, and give people the minimum respect. This is what he should do.

But as soon as she went out, she saw Meng Zhaoying stopping her bicycle with a depressed look on her face and bringing back the flowers and plants she had just brought back in the morning.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yuanhai asked.

"My dad said he didn't like it and asked me to change it." Meng Zhaoying replied.

Ji Yuanhai didn't think much about it: "Oh, let's change the pot. What kind does your dad like?"

"You still didn't tell me, just let me change the pot at will. If he is still not satisfied, he will come to Fangcaoxuan next week to choose." Meng Zhaoying said.

Hearing this, Ji Yuanhai laughed: "Okay, it all depends on your heart. Has Uncle Meng become Huang Shigong?"

Meng Zhaoying couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "My father didn't teach me the art of war, and I'm not Zhang Liang."

He glared at Ji Yuanhai again: "Be polite."

"Yes, yes," Ji Yuanhai said, "He Ling is inside, you can pick it out and take it away after you have picked it; don't give money yet, wait until your father is satisfied."

"Oh." Meng Zhaoying nodded, then looked at Ji Yuanhai in confusion, "Huh? He Ling is here, why are you going?"

"Oh, I'm going to my brother Yue's house for dinner today, and I'll go home and clean up my appearance." Ji Yuanhai replied.

Meng Zhaoying nodded and said no more.

Ji Yuanhai is about to graduate and start working... I started working a few years earlier than him.

Meng Zhaoying went into Fangcaoxuan to chat with Lu Heling, and finally picked a pot of flowers to go home.

Putting down the flower pot, Meng Zhaoying said to Meng Qi: "Dad, do you think this pot of flowers is okay?"

Meng Qi came over and took a look at it: "This pot of flowers is indeed interesting, but..."

Meng Zhaoying immediately laughed: "Dad, why did you say 'but' again?"

"We just agreed, I won't send it away anymore. If you are not satisfied with it, you can send it over at some time and pick it out yourself."

"Oh, that's okay." Meng Qi smiled, "Tell me about your temperament, it's just that you're a little impatient. If it were Ji Yuan Hai, he definitely wouldn't be so impatient. Even if I let him run a few more times, he would still laugh. Yes, do you believe it?"

After Meng Zhaoying heard this, she immediately laughed: "Okay, will you try it?"

"The second time I went there, he told me that Uncle Meng had changed his career to become Huang Shigong, and I became Zhang Liang."

"I can't be this Zhang Liang, and I don't ask you to teach me the art of war. Why don't you give him a try?"

Meng Qi smiled and said, "Hey, that's a good idea. I'll just tell him that I'm not satisfied with this pot of flowers and ask him to send me another one."

Seeing that he seemed to really want to call, Meng Zhaoying immediately reminded: "Dad, he has something to do at Yue Feng's house tonight, so don't cause any trouble for him."

Meng Qi was surprised: "Really? I don't understand it as clearly as you do."

Meng Zhaoying was suddenly startled: "Dad, why do you say that? I just came back from Fangcaoxuan. Of course I know better than you. Don't make fun of me."

"It's not a joke," Meng Qi said, "I just feel like I've only asked you to run errands twice, and this guy said that I'm Mr. Huang Shi in a weird way. Doesn't he deserve a beating?"

"My precious daughter, does he need to feel sorry for her? You think so?"

Meng Zhaoying suddenly felt hot all over and her face turned red.

Does Ji Yuanhai feel sorry for me? How embarrassing!

Especially if my dad knows about it, why should he be angry?

What happened next was beyond Meng Zhaoying's expectation. Meng Qi still smiled after saying this, and did not look like he was furious.

This made Meng Zhaoying, who was originally calm and clear, confused again.

Dad, what does this mean?

Meng Qi smiled and looked at the flowers and plants without saying anything, sighing secretly in his heart.

Tomorrow, I will go to Fangcaoxuan by myself.

Even if my daughter's heart belongs to him, I still have to take a closer look at him.