Chapter Thirty: Aunt Don't Embarrass Me
In April, C City, half sunny and half rainy, the combination of the two makes the city's temperature hot and cold.
In the morning, Jiang Muwan had just sent the city vote away, and then Jiang Wei angrily came to the door.
Fu Jing waited aside, rolling her eyes in her heart, only to say that there seemed to be no normal person in the Jiang family.
Jiang Wei stepped into the room, originally suppressing her anger, but when she saw Fu Jing beside her, she forced her anger down halfway.
Without saying anything, his eyes filled with anger looked at Fu Jing coldly, as if he was silently informing her, so that she could recognize her.
"Go out first!" As soon as Jiang Muwan spoke, Fu Jing nodded and turned around and retreated.
"I don't say much about Yang Hu's gratitude and grudges with you. The case finance department in Chengbei has allocated funds once, and I won't be allocated a second time. Don't use these things to get in the way of my eyes."
A pile of material hand held by Jiang Wei fell on Jiang Muwan. For a moment, the thick stack of paper fell on him like a fairy scattered flowers.
Jiang Muwan sat on the chair, narrowing her eyes slightly by the paper, and then, Leng Rui's eyes looked at Jiang Wei, and his fingertips that fell on the desk turned slightly white, as if he was enduring it.
His eyes drooped, and his eyes slowly looked on the messy paper on the desktop, with a few big words "City North Development Case" written on it.
After a long time, Jiang Muwan calmed down, restrained his emotions, raised his lips and said quietly: "What does Aunt mean?"
"You feel like a mirror in your heart, why ask me what I mean?" Jiang Wei was not a person who suffered losses. If she was willing to suffer losses, she would not be able to enter the Huazhong Group under such strong pressure from the old lady of the Jiang family.
"The finance department allocated funds once, and it was Yang Hu, not me, Jiang Muwan."
"You go and ask the finances of tens of thousands of companies in C City to see which finance will allocate full payment twice on the same case. Whether it is him Yang Hu or you Jiang Muwan, I will only go out once for the money from me."
If Jiang Muwan wants to rub Jiang Wei, there are many tricks, but Jiang Wei is not worthy of her using the tricks to solve the problem.
Outside the window, the drizzle of rain fell down the window. Because of Jiang Muwan's silence, the atmosphere in the room was stagnant again and again.
After a long time, she sneered: "No listed company in C will allocate full funds to an unstarted project. Aunt, if you really pursue it, you will have the responsibility that you cannot escape. What is it to make a fuss at me? I am just a poor person who has picked up other people's junk projects. Without funds, the project cannot be started. If the project cannot be started, it will affect the company's income. A series of accidents caused are not something I can afford."
After saying that, she reached out and picked up the documents scattered on the desktop one by one, and placed them carefully. She pushed Jiang Wei: "If you don't dial, don't dial, don't make things difficult for me, aunt."
Jiang Muwan was able to bend and stretch, and her usual method was to be powerful first and then be kind.
I pressed your neck to pour the crane red head on you. When I was about to cry, I told you that she was helpless, and she made you choked up in your throat and couldn't get up or down.
At this time, Jiang Wei looked at her, as if she had seen a ghost.
It seems that Jiang Muwan didn't expect that such a skill was given to her. How superb was such a skill?
I said before that she is responsible, but then I said, don’t make things difficult for her.
It's so fucking hell.
In just two simple sentences, she put herself in the position of the victim, saying so aggrievedly, as if she had done something bad to her by Jiang Wei.
"You're so good," Jiang Wei was furious. She thought she could trample on her, but in the end, Jiang Muwan calmly turned her back and picked up the papers she threw out by her. She also kindly returned them to her with her own hands. At this time, Jiang Wei was so sad that she couldn't say that she could not tell how hard she was, and she knocked her teeth and swallowed them in her stomach.
"You must have never forgotten your mother's affairs for so many years!" Jiang Wei looked at her, her deep eyes remained unchanged, as if she wanted to see something from it.
When Song Rong and Jiang Lin were dealt with beautifully, outsiders seemed to have handled the matter beautifully, but the Jiang family knew that Song Rong was wronged in that matter.
But if you feel wronged, you will feel wronged! Now so many years have passed, and your children have grown up, and I am over fifty years old. I will never turn back and seek justice for myself.
Jiang Wei originally thought that this time had passed, and it was not until Jiang Muwan came back that she realized that there were too many things in this world that could not be overcome.
You thought that those things had been buried in the abyss, but they were dug out, and it was only a matter of a moment.
And what about Jiang Muwan?
She smiled slightly and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
The delicate and puzzled face was a little confused, which made Jiang Wei think about what happened back then. While she suspected that she knew, she advised herself that she was still young at that time, which was normal. So, Jiang Wei's thoughts were entangled in her mind like this.
After a long time, I said: "Nothing."
Hearing this, Mu Wan's hand on his knee pressed down hard, but even so, he still had a smile on his face.
That day, after Jiang Wei left, Jiang Muwan took out the paper pressed by the folder and looked at the font on it.
Then, from top to bottom, extend the center line and slowly tear it apart.
The sound of clamor slowly spreads in the huge office.
forget?
Don't forget.
She has to deal with the people related to the original incident one by one.
That night, the people from the investment promotion office had to take a meal, whether it was for the company or the individual. In the luxurious private rooms, men and women were cheering each other up with polite words, and everyone pretended to be confused or pretended to be confused.
Businessmen and politicians sit together, except for their interests, they will never be related to anything else.
When it was over, everyone turned around.
Phoenix Terrace is a famous flower-city place in C City. The singing and dancing here are quite the example of King Zhou of Shang that year. The handsome men and beautiful women all wear thin clothes and twist their slender waists with their hands, and they are talking sweet words to you while talking to you with a soft Wu dialect. In this way, how can people not linger in this place?
The phoenix travels on the Phoenix Platform, and the phoenix goes to the Taiwan and flows on the sky river.
Here, it is facing Lanjiang again.
The six-story small and low-rise building, facing the water of Lanjiang, fully demonstrates this poem.
By the window on the left, Jiang Muwan stood beside him with a cigarette in his arms. Fu Jing quickly returned and whispered in her ear: "Everyone has gone in."
Hearing this, she said softly, raised her hand and pressed the cigarette butt in her hand on the windowsill, and turned to the private room.
As soon as I turned around, there was a chill all over my body, which was retracted little by little, and replaced by a versatile disguise.
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53!! The update is just around the corner, the sisters move
Chapter completed!