Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Jiang Xiaobai stared at his son and said, "Jiang Langlang, if you are like this, if I don't buy it for you, my father can still ask for more money from you.

Don't worry, give the money to dad, and dad will buy you a big car. "

Jiang Langlang was coaxed by Jiang Xiaobai and was stunned for a while. He was still young, so he reacted for a long time before saying aggrievedly: "Dad, buy it for me, you have money."

"Dad has spent all his money." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"real?"

"real."

"Then I'll give it to you." Jiang Langlang jumped off the sofa and ran toward his room with his short legs.

After a while, he came over with a small leather bag. The small leather bag was originally used by Zhao Xinyi. Later, Zhao Xinyi didn't use it anymore, so Jiang Langlang took it away.

"Dad, how much do you want?" Jiang Langlang asked decently.

"How much do you give?"

"How much does a car... a small... car cost?" Jiang Langlang asked again.

Jiang Xiaobai clutched his chest. He was so heartbroken. Even after talking for a long time, he was not ready to give all the money to himself. Instead, he was still thinking about the money to buy a car.

"Two hundred and thirty-five yuan and sixty-five cents." Jiang Xiaobai deliberately said it in a rounded way.

Jiang Langlang couldn't even retell how much it cost.

"Then take it yourself, don't take too much." Jiang Langlang handed over the small leather bag, and then stared at Jiang Xiaobai eagerly, fearing that Jiang Xiaobai would take too much.

"Let's do this. Dad will get three hundred yuan, and the excess will be refunded and the less will be supplemented, okay?"

Jiang Langlang didn't understand what it means to withdraw more and make up less, but he stared at Jiang Xiaobai carefully, thinking that his father could be trusted, so he nodded his head.

After Jiang Xiaobai took away the three hundred yuan, Jiang Langlang reluctantly glanced at the three hundred yuan in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, and then quickly snatched his stingy bag from Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

Then he zipped up his zipper and walked toward his room with his short legs.

"Xiaobai, why are you teasing the child?" Zhao Xinyi said speechlessly.

"Hey, let's play." Jiang Xiaobai said matter-of-factly. As a post-90s generation, it is completely meaningless to have children if they are not for fun.

Of course, Zhao Xinyi and the others don't understand that parents in this era are not as humorous as later generations.

The way of getting along with children is also different from the way that later generations of parents get along with their children.

How should I put it, the way parents and children get along now is more serious, a bit like a filial son is born under a stick, especially between fathers and children, who have very little communication with each other.

This is even more true if this is a boy. Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving.

Pay attention to filial piety, obey your parents, and don't talk back to your parents.

In later generations, parents and children get along more like friends, and both sides can communicate on an equal footing when nothing happens. Of course, it will be in vain when something happens.

"That's great."

Zhao Xinyi muttered without saying anything else. Jiang Xiaobai was away from home all day, and teasing and playing with the children could deepen the relationship between father and son. Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai had his own way of educating the children, and she would not interfere.

"By the way, we have decided to hold it at the Bingzhou Hotel. The Dragon City Hotel feels a bit too formal, and the Jinling Hotel is a bit too refined. Plus, there are a lot of children and it is noisy, so the Bingzhou Hotel is just right."

Zhao Xinyi said.

"Okay, I'll make a call." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, got up and walked to the study. When he passed by his son's room, he found that his son was hiding money.

Watching Jiang Xiaobai pass by outside the door, he immediately became alert.

"This boy," Jiang Xiaobai smiled helplessly and walked into the study.

"Hello, this is the office of Chairman Jiang Xiaobai of Huaqing Holding Company..." Secretary Zhao Xiaojin on the phone spoke fluently what she had said countless times.

"Me, help me book a banquet at Bingzhou Hotel for noon tomorrow, for about twenty people." Jiang Xiaobai arranged.

"Okay Director Jiang, Director Jiang, the company has some documents today..."

"Beep, beep, beep," the secretary felt a little tight in her chest as she listened to the busy tone on the phone.

Whose company is this? I don’t feel like a secretary, but like a teacher.

After making the call, as soon as Jiang Xiaobai returned to the living room, Jiang Langlang came over and kept pestering Jiang Xiaobai to ask when he would buy a car.

Otherwise, Jiang Xiaobai would have to be dragged out to play. Jiang Xiaobai could only get up and take Jiang Langlang out.

"Wait for me." Zhao Xinyi also stood up, changed her shoes, and went out with the two men.

At this time, the sun was setting and it was time for a walk. Jiang Xiaobai's family of three had not been so leisurely for a long time.

"Langlang, run slowly," Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi each held Jiang Langlang's hand and walked out of the community and strolled along the Fenhe River.

"Two days ago, I went home to see my mother. My mother has been in poor health recently, and my father has been away from home all day. I am going to hire a nanny for my mother."

"Is there any suitable one? Do you want me to ask someone to inquire about it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked, turning his head.

"No, I've already found him. I just wanted to let you know." Zhao Xinyi looked at Jiang Xiaobai with eyes full of light.

She likes the fact that Jiang Xiaobai can do tens of millions or hundreds of millions in business outside.

But when I get home, I can also have a brief chat with myself about some common things at home.

"Okay, let's do this. Let's go over to see Mom later in the evening. Mom is not in good health, so she needs to pay more attention. By the way, has she gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

"After checking, there is nothing serious, just a bunch of old age diseases..."

The two of them chatted about their daily routines. Jiang Langlang was running not far away, and sometimes he would run back to separate the hands held by Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi.

Then he took his little hands, held one in each hand, and dragged the two of them forward.

The laughter and laughter along the way were left behind, mixed with the fireworks of the world, and the setting sun stretched the shadows of the family of three very long.

"I really want to stay at this moment forever, the faces of the people around me will last forever, and the children not far away will never grow up..."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the afterglow of the setting sun and couldn't help but sigh.

"I can understand that the beauty lasts forever, but why won't the child grow up?"

"Because when you grow up, you will become disobedient and leave slowly. How can you be like now, who is well-behaved and obedient..."

"How can you be like this? Parents should hope that their children will grow up." Zhao Xinyi pouted, cute and cute.

"Then I may not be a good father, but I really don't want to grow up, just a little bit, dad, dad shouted, that little appearance makes people like him..." Jiang Xiaobai looked at Jiang not far away. Langlang, squatted down, clapped his hands and opened them.

"Son, I'm home."

Jiang Langlang staggered toward Jiang Xiaobai with his short legs.