The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

People are always greedy.

Desire is always endless.

When a person fulfills one wish, he will always make another wish.

Just like Zhao Jiangchuan.

This guy is completely unsatisfied with the realization of his long-cherished wish.

After a lot of hard work and coaxing, Ai Xiaoai was kept there for a week.

From twenty-two, I stayed until twenty-eight.

How could Ai Xiaoai, who had just experienced human affairs, withstand such torture by a beast?

Therefore, Ai Xiaoai no longer wanted to believe Zhao Jiangchuan's lies.

in the room.

Zhao Jiangchuan pressed down on Ai Xiaoai's exquisite body and spoke very sincerely and gently.

"Xiao Ai. Please bring your hand, and I will hug you and nothing else."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Yeah. I won't lie to you."

"Zhao Jiangchuan, I believe you are the only one who has a ghost."

"..."

He was not allowed to enter after passing through the door three times, which made Zhao Jiangchuan believe in the logic that the rape case did not exist in theory.

This time, Ai Xiaoai, who was determined to leave, refused to cooperate with someone in having sex.

Someone is helpless.

If a woman turns over, then you can do a hundred things to no avail.

The beast had no choice but to give up.

After putting it on slowly, Ai Xiaoai turned over and got out of bed.

Then.

"Ouch..."

Her legs softened and she almost fell to the ground.

Someone has quick eyes and quick hands,

He quickly went over to give him a hand.

then.

"Ha ha..."

Someone laughed heartlessly.

There was indescribable pride and pride in that laughter.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped.

Ai Xiaoai pinched the naked body hard, frightening someone to the point of trembling with fear.

"Let's see if you still dare to bully me. Hum hum..."

Ai Xiaoai is gone.

After eating some breakfast sent by the hotel, I dragged my suitcase and left.

Zhao Jiangchuan followed.

But the two just held hands and didn't speak a word along the way.

The entrance to the hotel elevator.

Ai Xiaoai suddenly stopped.

She turned around and stared at Zhao Jiangchuan with her big eyes.

Zhao Jiangchuan smiled knowingly.

He stretched out his hand and took the little person into his arms.

Ai Xiaoai buried her head on Zhao Jiangchuan's chest.

She said after a while.

"Zhao Jiangchuan. Remember to miss me!"

"You have to miss me too!"

"I don't miss you."

"Ah! That's not fair."

"You have the nerve to tell me it's fair. You've been bullying me for so many days, making you wonder what's wrong with me."

"Then how about you bully me up there next time. I don't have any objections."

"Bastard, gangster."

"..."

.......

"Pa bang bang..."

The sound of firecrackers heralds the arrival of the New Year.

Twenty-nine is thirty.

Every household has posted Spring Festival couplets.

Children were playing and running around the streets picking up firecrackers.

This is a festive day.

However, Huang Yajuan's face was filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

She said to her son who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Xiaochuan. Call your father and ask him if he's coming back. It's already what time and he's still not coming back. Tell him that if he doesn't go back to his hometown, we won't come back."

Zhao Jiangchuan said nothing.

Just laughed twice.

This smile made Huang Yajuan even more angry.

"Why are you laughing? I asked you to call your father, why do you know how to giggle?"

Zhao Jiangchuan has always been shameless.

After being scolded by his mother, this guy laughed even more happily.

After a long time, he spoke.

"Mom. Are you too busy at home alone? It's boring."

"..."

Huang Yajuan did not answer.

But it was equivalent to acquiescing to Zhao Jiangchuan's words.

Nowadays, there is no shortage of anything at home, so Huang Yajuan does not go to work anymore.

However, after this free time, Huang Yajuan couldn't sit still.

No one can live a day without anything going on.

The days are too leisurely, and Huang Yajuan always feels that she will be very irritable.

It's okay, I just want to lose my temper.

Zhao Jiangchuan continued.

"Mom. If you have nothing to do, I'll help you find something to do."

Huang Yajuan's eyes widened and she cursed.

"You little bastard, you seem to be exploiting your mother, right? Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhao Jiangchuan felt a little resentful.

Why do women have the problem of duplicity?

It is clear what is on his mind, but he always refuses to admit it.

Don't understand.

I don’t understand!

Zhao Jiangchuan was filled with resentment, but his face was filled with a flattering smile.

He spoke.

"Mom. Since you have nothing to do, why not go to work in Hua'an."

"Go to finance?"

"No. Become the general manager."

Huang Yajuan was stunned for a moment.

After a pause, she spoke.

"As expected of my son, then I will reluctantly become the general manager."

Zhao Jiangchuan was a little dumbfounded.

Shouldn't my mother be worried and undecided at first, and then decide to give it a try with her sincere persuasion and encouragement?

Why is it completely different from what I expected.

Zhao Jiangchuan blinked.

Huang Yajuan also followed her son's example and blinked.

Two pairs of eyes that were almost identical became big eyes and small eyes.

Then...

"Ouch..."

Zhao Jiangchuan screamed.

he complained.

"Mom. Why did you hit me? It hurts!"

"You dare to look down on my mother. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful your mother is."

Zhao Jiangchuan said very dissatisfied.

"Mom. You know how to be tough on me. If you are really tough, go teach my dad a lesson. What time is it..."

There was a "clunk" sound.

Before Zhao Jiangchuan finished speaking, he quickly swallowed his words after hearing the sound of unlocking.

Zhao Donglai is back.

As soon as he entered the door, he pulled the tie around his neck and shouted.

"Juanzi. Have you packed your things? Once packed, we are ready to leave now."

Huang Yajuan didn't even look at Zhao Donglai.

She glared at her bad son and said angrily.

"Hey. Isn't this Director Donglai? Why are you back here when you have time? Director Donglai, you are so busy at work, why are you back? Otherwise, you can stay in the office."

Zhao Donglai came to sit on the wax.

He slowly turned his neck and glanced at his wife, and then looked at his son like a thief.

Then, Director Donglai had something in his mind.

The meaning in Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes was to persuade him to seek happiness for himself.

Something is wrong.

Zhao Donglai showed a flattering smile and walked to Huang Yajuan's side.

He used his butt to push back with brute force, but his hands gently squeezed Huang Yajuan's shoulders.

"Juanzi. Don't be angry, isn't this a little delayed?"

"Angry. What do I have to be angry about? How dare I be angry with you, Director Donglai."

"The director is nothing. No matter how powerful she is, she can only be as powerful as the director's wife, don't you think so?"

"..."

The sofa is not big.

Zhao Jiangchuan, who was unable to sit still, rolled his eyes and got out.

Now he has completely become an extra.

Those two untouchable beings are the real movie kings and queens.

Just have fun.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't want to stay any longer.

He picked up the satellite phone on the table, turned around and left with a dissatisfied look on his face.

But the moment he turned around, a smile appeared on his face.

...

In South Korea at the end of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow covered the ground.

Under the goose-feather heavy snow, Seoul turned into a snow-white world.

There are few pedestrians on the road.

Apart from the occasional passing vehicle, it is rare to see passers-by walking on the streets.

Insadong is one of the famous streets in Seoul.

This is a place integrating culture, food and entertainment.

But on this day, there were almost no stores open in Insadong.

According to the custom of South Korea, people must return to their hometown to worship their ancestors when the Spring Festival comes.

No matter where you work or how far you are from your hometown, when the Spring Festival comes, you have to rush back to your hometown to reunite.

This is a custom left over from the Silla period.

Although the Spring Festival was strictly prohibited when Japan ruled the Korean peninsula, after the restoration of sovereignty, South Korea once again celebrated the Spring Festival as a folk day.

So Robert wanted to cry.

He had been walking around the street for a long time, but he couldn't find any place to eat.

All the storefronts on the street were closed.

Because there is a long-standing custom in South Korea of ​​"not opening the door at thirty" in restaurants.

On the thirtieth day, South Koreans are very particular about making their own New Year's Eve dinner and eating at home.

They believe that the Spring Festival is a major event to honor their ancestors and pass on filial piety.

Eating a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve is not only rare, but also symbolizes the prosperity of the family.

Even restaurant owners will say that since every household goes home to celebrate the New Year, chefs and waiters are no exception.

Compared with going home to worship ancestors and starting a business to make money, the former is more important.

This is really embarrassing for Robert.

When he was in China, he knew that the Spring Festival was very lively.

So after he learned that South Korea also celebrated the Chinese New Year, he came out with two bodyguards to join in the fun.

But he never expected that the Spring Festival in South Korea would be so deserted.

Even if there is no smoke from the firecrackers, not even a human hair can be seen.

Walked all afternoon.

Robert was already very hungry.

Indeed, his whole body felt very cold under the heat.

But the closed shop made his heart feel cold.

You won't really have to be hungry all day.

"Mr. Luo, if that doesn't work, let's go back to the hotel. We've been wandering around all afternoon, and we haven't even seen a ghost. We probably stayed home during the Chinese New Year."

I really need to go back to the hotel.

Why don’t I come out to celebrate the Spring Festival?

Robert was troubled.

On such a beautiful holiday, it’s a day when I should be treating myself well, but I can only go back to the hotel and be silly.

Suddenly, Robert's eyes lit up.

He pointed to a place not far away and almost jumped up.

"Look, it's still open."

Where Robert pointed, seven-colored neon lights flashed.

The sound of music came faintly from inside and out.

On the sign at the door, there was a row of words that Robert could not understand.

However, with his rich experience, Robert immediately guessed where it was.

"The ladies in Seoul are really dedicated. Darlings, here I come!"

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