The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Father Jiang smiled very contentedly: "Is there anything I need Dad to help? Is it a matter of money? I thought it was arranged for the finances."

"No." Jiang Wanwan took out a contract from her bag and put it in front of Jiang's father: "I have rented the office today, and now I need to register the company, decorate, purchase and recruit. I am responsible for recruiting here, and the rest is Three things are you looking for someone to help me with my work, or else I’m really incapable of doing it all by myself."

"Now rent the office. You are too fast." Father Jiang took the reading glasses and picked up the contract. He took a breath as soon as he saw the rented area: "Girl, you rented it. The area is too big."

Jiang Wanwan smiled: "I know the area is a bit large, but with sufficient funds, I think it's better to get it in one step. It will save you money in the future because of the cramped office space. Dad, look at the building I rented in the new district. The science and technology park in this park is still very popular. If I only rent a few rooms on the first floor, the rest will definitely be rented out by others soon. In the future, I just want to expand the scale and there is no place for it, unless I change the place. ."

Father Jiang nodded slowly: "It's not wrong for you to think so. It's just..." He looked up at Jiang Wanwan: "You have so much confidence in yourself, and you are even thinking about expanding the scale in the future."

"Of course." Jiang Wanwan knew her abilities, but she had to raise the banner of Xi Heming again in front of Jiang's father: "Xi Heming said that if you have any questions, you can ask him. He must be so good."

Father Jiang's smile froze for a while, and he remembered that his daughter had been taught financial statements all night on the wedding night. He looked at Jiang Wanwan hesitantly and wanted to ask, but he felt that it was too embarrassing to ask his daughter this kind of question as a father. But apart from this incident, it seems that Wanwan and Xi Heming get along pretty well, and they can actually let Xi Heming teach her personally.

After thinking about it, Father Jiang decided to ask a little more tactfully. He looked at his daughter standing at the desk with a benevolent smile: "Wanwan, you have been married for several days, how do you feel about Xi Heming's body? ?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't know what the marriage had to do with Xi Heming's body, but she answered honestly: "It's pretty good, he works out at home every day, and he has abdominal muscles."

"That's it." Father Jiang was puzzled. Since there is nothing wrong with his body, why can't it?

Jiang Wanwan looked at her father who was obviously distracted, and shook her hand in front of him: "What do you think?"

"Nothing!" Father Jiang came back to his senses, and put his mind back on his daughter's career: "I will arrange for someone to handle the registration, decoration, and procurement matters. Can you do the recruitment yourself?" The old father again I began to worry: "You said you too, even if you want to find something to open a dessert shop, a bookstore, a coffee shop, etc., it’s good to be comfortable and comfortable without having to worry about it. That’s great. You have to be a technology company. Although you go to a good university and major in computer science, you can't be a technology company after a few days of computer studies. This is difficult."

Jiang Wanwan was taken aback, did the original owner also graduated with a major in computer science? In the book, her thoughts were all on bags and jewelry, and she was confused by the plastic girlfriend. She thought that the original owner had bought a degree at a pheasant university and did not study hard at all.

Jiang Wanwan chuckled a few times: "I know it's difficult, so I will pay a lot of money to hire technical personnel. As for management matters, you don't have to worry about it. Isn't there a big business man in my family?"

When Father Jiang heard this, he was relieved: "Then leave the rest to me."

Jiang's father worried about these things for her, Jiang Wanwan was a lot more worry-free, and it was not too late for her to be recruiting when everything was ready for the company.

Back home, the babysitter responsible for disturbing hygiene has finished cleaning, and Aunt Wang is ready to prepare dinner.

Jiang Wanwan likes Chinese food, and every meal is fragrant and sweet, so that Aunt Wang who cooks is full of happiness, and she cooks in a different way.

After Jiang Wanwan came back, she went to the kitchen and greeted Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang hurriedly wiped her hands and said with a mysterious smile: "Madam, Mr. will not be back for dinner tonight. I specially prepared something delicious for you."

Aunt Wang brought out a large baking tray, which was full of barbecues.

"I think Madam likes to eat barbecue. Today, I specially bought spices and fresh ingredients. I just baked it all afternoon. Madam, try it if you like it." Aunt Wang's brows were filled with contentment and excitement: "When I was training in cooking, I deliberately learned the craft of skewers, but my husband didn’t eat it, so I never made them. These are just about 80% cooked in the oven on the terrace. I can just go and bake them. Eat."

Jiang Wanwan rolled up her sleeves excitedly: "No, I'll go to the terrace to eat in a while, roasting and eating."

Looking at Jiang Wanwan's happy back, Aunt Wang couldn't close her smile: "Madam is really grounded."

The flat floor of Xi Heming's house is the top floor. There is a large planting garden designed by a famous designer. It is planted with precious flowers and plants, there is a pool, a pavilion, and a small landscape waterfall.

The barbecue rack set by Aunt Wang is right next to the pavilion. The fire used before has not been extinguished, and the fire will thrive with a light stabbing.

Jiang Wanwan changed her clothes and tied her hair. She looked in the mirror and felt that not only her appearance was younger, but her mentality was also much younger, as if she was exactly the same as herself when she had just graduated and worked hard to start a business.

When Jiang Wanwan came out, Aunt Wang had already taken her things to the terrace. Jiang Wanwan walked around the kitchen twice and found half a box of beer and carried it.

Pushing open the door of the terrace, you can smell the smell of barbecue in the air. Jiang Wanwan put the beer aside and sat at the table, just opened a bottle and poured it into the glass, a large amount of lamb skewers was placed in the tray in front of her.

Jiang Wanwan poured a glass of beer for Aunt Wang and put it on the opposite side: "Aunt Wang, don't rush to bake it, sit down and eat a little. This skewers must be eaten with someone to be happy, and you seem lonely alone."

***

Xi Heming parked his car in the underground garage. He had socializing tonight, but he had to deal with some things and couldn't leave, so he arranged for the vice president to go.

It was already more than 6 o'clock in the evening after finishing work. Xi Heming felt that Aunt Wang must have prepared dinner, and he went home without even making a phone call.

Open the door and come in, the room is quiet, and the light shines brightly in the room, but there is a feeling of loneliness.

Xi Heming changed his clothes and went to the restaurant. There was nothing on the table except the flowers on the table.

Back in the living room, Xi Heming took out his mobile phone and was about to call Aunt Wang. Suddenly, he heard the laughter of Jiang Wanwan and Aunt Wang. The sound seemed to be coming from the terrace.

Xi Heming turned his head and looked towards the terrace. Among the flowers and grass, Jiang Wanwan's figure could be seen vaguely, and there seemed to be other people beside him.

When Xi Heming opened the door of the terrace, the laughter became clear instantly, and Jiang Wanwan picked up the wine glass and said in a crisp voice: "Come on, to celebrate Xi Heming's not going home for dinner tonight, let's have a drink."

Xi Heming looked at her with an open eyebrow and couldn't help but hehe, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Jiang Wanwan choked on her throat with a sip of wine, and she quickly took out a tissue and coughed up and down. Aunt Wang was dumbfounded by the side, looking at Xi Heming at a loss: "I'm going to prepare dinner now."

"What kind of dinner are you going to prepare? Isn't this ready?" Jiang Wanwan, who was drinking with two pink cheeks, pulled Aunt Wang back, turned her head and beckoned to Xi Heming: "Handsome guy, do you want two skewers?"

Aunt Wang: "..."

Madam, you are going crazy!