On the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, the sun is just shining in City C.

The sun shines brightly and the entire Spring Festival has been completed.

Gu Jiangnian, who returned home yesterday, did not return to Mengxi Garden, but instead returned to Gu Mansion.

Unlike previous years, during the Spring Festival in 2009, the servants in Gu Mansion did not have any holidays.

When newcomers move in, there are many rules that need to be learned.

Gu Jiangnian has always been generous in his actions, and the amount of New Year's red envelopes has always been generous. After giving him some courtesy, he set rules.

When talking about Jiang Muwan, he only said one sentence: "The wife is a little girl. If you don't care about you, it means you don't care. If you are wrong, don't blame me for the strict rules of Gu Mansion."

In a word, it contains infinite pampering.

On the morning of the seventh day of the lunar month, Lan Ying and her people started to be busy.

It is just because every day, CEO Junhua will come one after breakfast.

This is a habit that has been passed down for many years.

A meeting lasted until dinner, and a new servant wanted to see how grand the meeting scene of the business tycoon was. However, before he got close, he was swept back by the butler.

That glance was full of deep meaning.

After dinner, the bosses were about to leave. Robi stepped forward to Gu Jiangnian and told him: "The guard at the foot of the mountain said that Old Jiang is here."

This announcement was not big or small, but it was enough for everyone to hear it.

Gu Jiangnian stood under the eaves, frowning tightly, without feeling unhappy. On the contrary, after closer inspection, he was a little clear.

But why the brow frowned tightly for a while was hard to figure out.

Gu Jiangnian looked back at Lan Ying. The latter understood and hurried into the tea room with his servants and cleaned up the empty tea room again.

"Please come up," the man said in a deep voice and never turned around.

"Huazhong is now in a turmoil. Mr. Jiang is probably going to ask the boss to lend a helping hand," said a boss on the side.

Gu Jiangnian landed his eyes on the man and asked with a smile: "Then do you think you are stretching or not?"

Xu Fang also turned his gaze to the man, as if waiting for his answer.

If his boss has nothing to do with Jiang Muwan, he will definitely persuade him to eat this piece of fat. Huazhong's dividends alone are quite large every year, which is really jealous.

How many enterprises in City C look at Huazhong’s fat meat?

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His eyes were secretly looking at everyone, trying to find a way out.

Gu Jiangnian didn't care and said, "It's true that Huazhong is a piece of fat, but he is a hard bone at this time. Most of them want to chew, but I'm afraid no one can chew it. Don't worry, it's not rushing------."

He said two things in a row, and then smiled slightly: "The doctor said I had bad teeth and wanted to eat soft food."

Eat Jiang Muwan's soft rice.

Instead of others who have tried their best to bite Huazhong, it is better to wait for Jiang Muwan to get Huazhong. Wouldn't he be able to enjoy his success?

When President Junhua heard the last sentence, he looked at each other.

But Xu Fang inexplicably understood the profound meaning of this.

He coughed and said, "It's getting late, everyone will be separated!"

Junhua and the senior executives left, but Gu Jiangnian did not rush into the house. Instead, he reached out to ask Robi for a cigarette. Standing outside the house, he smoked a cigarette in the cold wind, which was a bit refreshing.

His eyes fell to the sky, and his eyes narrowed.

I thought to myself: It’s dark, the little shrew hasn’t come back yet.

"Go and check, which flight is the wife taking?"

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Chinese people pay attention to rules and should not visit customers too early or too late. However, Mr. Jiang came today, obviously too late.

When the old man came, he happened to see Mr. Junhua going down the mountain one by one, obviously the matter had just finished.

It was the first time Mr. Jiang came to Gugongguan. Even though he was over 80 years old and his experience in the world was more than half of the people in this world, he was still shocked by his when he went deep into Gugongguan.

A modern style villa hidden in the garden is as beautiful as a national modern museum. Every grass and tree are properly trimmed, and every step is more magnificent.

When he entered the house, the servant led him along the way and walked around the tea room. The warm light came down. Gu Jiangnian sat at the tea table in a gray sweater. He had an extraordinary temperament. Perhaps the light was too soft, so that the man felt a little warm.

There was water burning on the clay pot in front of me, as if waiting for him.

"Old Jiang, I'm not welcome," Gu Jiangnian saw someone coming in, looked up at the house, but did not get up.

If he changed the territory, as Mr. Jiang, Gu Jiangnian would have stood up to greet him, but this was in Gu Mansion.

He came from afar and must have sought others.

Why should he get up and greet him?

A guest is a guest, and a master is the master. Who should hold him and who should let go of his figure is not determined by age and experience.

Mr. Jiang knew that Gu Jiangnian had not yet stood up, and he felt enlightened.

I guess this person is almost certain.

He walked forward and headed towards the tea table.

Chinese people are also very particular about seating. They are mostly seats against the wall and inside, and most of seats against the door and side are lower. Today, Gu Jiang is coming and the old man is coming.

The meaning is clear.

This old man, who was favored by most of the shopping malls, didn't seem to have expected that he would be today.

It seems that I never expected Gu Jiang to be so arrogant.

But if you want others, he has to lower his posture.

"I come here uninvited, I hope Mr. Gu will not mind."

The servant came with the old man's pace and reached out to pull the chair behind the man. As the man sat down, he slowly pushed the chair forward and looked at his husband.

Seeing that someone's eyes fell at the door, he nodded slightly and stepped back.

"Old Jiang visited the humble house and shines brightly."

Gu Jiangnian said, stretched out his hand to lift the boiling kettle and poured boiling water into the tea cup in front of him. In an instant, the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup were rolling up, but he reached out and covered the tea cover. The speed was very fast, and it was quite a bit invisible. His slender fingertips slowly pushed the cup to Mr. Jiang.

The old man put his cup of tea and pushed it into his eyes. The fingertips that fell in front of him slowly gathered together and rubbed them together.

In the tea room, a moment of silence sounded, and all you could hear was the buzzing sound of the pot of water.

Gu Jiangnian said nothing.

And the old man was thinking.

If I thought about how to speak before coming, I would overturn it now.

Gu Jiangnian is not a person who is willing to do something thankless.

"I'm here this time, I want to ask Director Gu for help," the old man lifted the tea lid of the teacup in front of him, and his words were faint.

"For the people of China?" Gu Jiangnian asked knowingly, and mentioned the tea cover in front of him and plucked the tea leaves that were still floating.

"It made Director Gu laugh," the old man's face flashed a little uncomfortable.

Gu Jiangnian just took this uncomfortable view. Before the times, people who were eliminated had to bow their heads and admit defeat.

"I have talked to Mr. Jiang. For this matter, Vice President Jiang has to come," the old man was straight to the point, and Gu Jiangnian did not make any delay.

"I'm afraid this matter is---------."

"I am not a philanthropist, Mr. Jiang should know," the old man was intercepted by Gu Jiangnian in extreme rudeness before he could speak.

The old man choked up and was silent for a moment. Although he knew that Gu Jiangnian would have such an attitude, his knowledge was completely different from his experience.

He has been in the mall for many years and has not been trampled on like this.

"I'm sorry, I'll say it bluntly. The market will open tomorrow. At present, Yu Huazhong is imminent. If I were Mr. Jiang, I would beg Jiang Muwan if I beg me."

Kneel on your knees?

The old man wanted to kill Jiang Muwan at this time. When he saw people, he felt unhappy and begged.

Is this feasible?

"I am afraid that it is useless to rely on me to be in the middle of the relationship."

When Gu Jiangnian heard this, a cold sneer sounded in his heart. It was useless and it was true that he could not hold his face down.

"The younger generation also told the truth to Mr. Jiang. Looking at C City, I am afraid that no one dares to lend a helping hand to the Chinese. Instead of wasting time with me, Mr. Jiang might as well think about other ways."

"What does Mr. Gu mean?"

"Huazhong was indeed unrivaled in its early years. Under the leadership of Mr. Jiang, it was once the peak of the entire industry. But at this time, it was no longer the early years. Not to mention, everyone in the C-c business world is eyeing Huazhong, and banks are afraid to take action. How dare we, those of us who have reached the peak by working hard to take action at will?"

Gu Jiangnian's words were straightforward and had no tactful meaning.

As he said that, Gu Jiangnian opened the drawer beside him, took out a business card, slowly pushed it to the old man, and said in a shallow voice: "Foreign investors, you may be able to try it."
Chapter completed!