Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

"This is it, goodbye."

"Goodbye, take care, Xiaobai." Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong waved goodbye at the entrance of the launch site.

Then they each got into the motorcade, and Jiang Xiaobai and others walked towards Huck's capital.

From there, take a plane back to Moscow. Mou Qizhong took the people on another road. They had to go to the port to take a boat to an airport in another place, and then fly to Europe.

There are no direct flights to Europe from the capital of Hackett, not even connecting flights.

"Goodbye, Mr. Mou, Director Jiang." Boris also led people to say goodbye to Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong at the entrance of the launch site.

As for whether Li Xiaoliu and the others will stay, there are still some specific details that need to be discussed with Boris.

"Goodbye." The convoy kicked up thick dust, and the matter at the launch site came to an end for the time being.

Jiang Xiaobai saw that Zhao Xiaojin kept looking back at the launch site, so he asked with a smile: "What? I can't bear to leave, or else I'll leave you here?"

"No." Zhao Xiaojin shook his head and said, "I was thinking about when I could come to ignite the rocket that launched the satellite."

Jiang Xiaobai was startled, this little secretary was still thinking about this matter.

"Dr. Jiang, when did you say I would come over and light the fire?" Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai didn't answer, Zhao Xiaojin continued to ask.

"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. Can I let you light the fire when the rocket is launched?" Jiang Xiaobai said helplessly.

This little secretary, when she signed the contract, it was written when the launch would be launched, and it’s not like she didn’t know.

What she didn't know was whether Jiang Xiaobai's previous promise to light the fire still counted.

"Really, thank you, Director Jiang." Zhao Xiaojin was immediately happy.

From Haq to Moscow, I visited the investment department at the bank, and then quickly set off back home.

In Beijing, after the plane landed, Jiang Xiaobai took people off the plane.

It’s been over a month since I left, and it’s already early December.

It was still quite cold in Beijing in early December, but for Jiang Xiaobai and other people who had returned from Moscow, it felt warm.

Jiang Xiaobai also took off his coat, wearing only the leather jacket underneath.

"Let's go to Donglaishun to eat hot pot. It makes me uncomfortable to eat bread and butter all day long abroad..."

Breathing the domestic air, feeling extremely friendly, Jiang Xiaobai greeted everyone to take a taxi and set off for Donglaishun.

There was no large group of people following him, and only Li Longquan and two people from the security department were left to solve the security problem.

When the paper-thin slices of mutton are brought up, the pattern of the blue and white porcelain plate can be seen, and it is cooked when you pick it up in the pot.

"Guys, are we going to be civilized or martial arts?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Wu Chi." Li Longquan said with a smile. Smelling this familiar fragrance, he was also a little anxious.

"Wen Chi, Wu Chi?" This is not Zhao Xiaojin's first time coming to Donglaishun, but this is the first time he heard that eating hot pot is divided into "Wen Chi" and "Wu Chi".

She seriously suspected that Jiang Xiaobai was deceiving her.

Eating it slice by slice is for Wen eating. Everyone sat around, each occupying a piece of water in front of them, putting a piece of mutton into the soup, shaking it, and picking it up to check the heat. When you are satisfied, drain the soup and dip it in the condiments, leisurely and contentedly.

Wu Chi is presided over by one person, who puts the whole plate of meat slices into the pot with a "hula", stirs it with chopsticks, and calls everyone present - eat!

Jiang Xiaobai introduced it to Zhao Xiaojin vividly, and he had already put a piece of mutton into the pot with his chopsticks.

At this time, everyone is still very particular about eating. In fact, the further you go, the more particular you become when eating.

It's not luxury, it's elegance... these are two concepts.

But obviously Jiang Xiaobai and the others are not that particular. They eat a mixture of cultural and martial arts.

Eat whatever you feel comfortable with. After eating, you will rest in the capital for the whole night. Jiang Xiaobai will take his people back to Dragon City early the next morning.

At almost noon, Jiang Xiaobai and others landed at Longcheng Wusu Airport.

Someone from the company's security department had already driven over to pick him up.

"Director Jiang is back."

"Director Jiang."

"Yes." Jiang Xiaobai looked back at Zhao Xiaojin and Li Longquan and ordered: "I'll go home directly. You don't have to go to the company. Let the car take you home directly. Have a good rest. Each of you can take a three-day holiday and stay with me." With the family."

"Thank you, Director Jiang."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaobai." Zhao Xiaojin and Li Longquan thanked him.

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and said: "No need to thank you, everyone else is the same, they will take three days off to rest and adjust.

If you have other matters, just ask for leave directly from the Human Resources Department, and I will call the Human Resources Department later. "

After saying that, Jiang Xiaobai got in the car and asked the driver to drive him home.

It was noon when Jiang Xiaobai arrived home.

"Mom, didn't you say dad was back? Why haven't you come back yet?" Jiang Langlang stood guard on the stool in the dining room at the door of the kitchen.

She swung her short legs and asked Zhao Xinyi who was busy in the kitchen.

"Soon." Zhao Xinyi said casually.

"How long is it soon? You said I would be able to see my father when I get back from school." Jiang Langlang asked reluctantly.

"If I can't see my father at noon, I won't go to school in the afternoon."

Zhao Xinyi stopped what she was doing and looked back at her son.

Little thing, I don’t want to go to school all day long.

"If dad doesn't come back, why don't you go to school?" Zhao Xinyi asked.

"I'm sad if dad doesn't come back, and I don't want to go to school." Jiang Langlang muttered.

"I can't do it without going to school."

"No...I'll just go." Jiang Langlang didn't dare to confront Zhao Xinyi.

But her little eyes were spinning. If her father came back, she would definitely not have to go to school in the afternoon.

When dad talks, mom will definitely listen.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Langlang heard movement at the door.

"Dad is back." Jiang Langlang shouted, jumped off the chair and ran towards the door.

Zhao Xinyi also came out of the kitchen and walked towards the door.

Although he didn't shout anything, his steps were much more hurried.

Before Jiang Langlang could open the door, Jiang Xiaobai opened the door with the key.

Jiang Xiaobai was very excited to go home, so he pushed the door open without thinking too much.

Then he saw Zhao Xinyi standing at the door looking pretty.

"Xinyi." Jiang Xiaobai hugged Zhao Xinyi in his arms.

"No, Xiaobai..." Zhao Xinyi wanted to say something.

But when Jiang Xiaobai saw that there was no one in the room, he lowered his head and kissed her.

"Woooooooo..."

Zhao Xinyi struggled a little, but Jiang Xiaobai ignored it, thinking that Zhao Xinyi was embarrassed.

"Wow wow wow..." The child's cry sounded in the room, and Jiang Xiaobai let go of Zhao Xinyi.

"Langlang is crying in the room? What's wrong? You beat him." Jiang Xiaobai asked, looking around the room.