4245--Andrew The tiger falls in Pingyang without fear
After opening the door and leaving the bathroom, Jian Jiujiu found that Bian Beiqi was already preparing meals for her.
Because she always liked to sleep in, Jian Jiujiu's three meals a day became lunch, dinner, and midnight snacks as early as junior high school.
Looking at the rice in Bian Beiqi's hand, Jian Jiujiu pulled up his shirt that was too short, walked over and sat at the dining table.
Bian Beiqi glanced at her while holding the plate, then walked out of the kitchen without taking anything.
"Aren't you going to give it to me?" Jian Jiujiu looked at his empty hands and bit her lips. She had taken a shower without breakfast, which had already wasted a lot of her energy. If she didn't eat anymore, she would be afraid.
It will be dark in the next second.
"Follow me." Bian Beiqi patted her forehead, grabbed Jian Jiujiu's arm and lifted her up.
"Where are you going?" Looking at his target bedroom, Jian Jiujiu decisively broke away from his grasp. Here, Beiqi was still finishing.
"The hair is still wet." Bian Beiqi shook her little head helplessly, took her hand and walked into the bedroom to pick up the hair dryer.
"You should have told me earlier, I can blow it myself." Jian Jiujiu slapped the back of his hand and tried to take the hair dryer, but Bian Beiqi not only refused to give it, but also pushed her to the bed.
"Why don't you let me practice my hands?" After saying that, he turned on the hot air and put a pair of well-joined hands into her long hair.
It is said that a girl's hair is like love silk, and its length represents long-lasting love. Bian Beiqi felt her waist-length silky hair, carrying the affection from her fingertips to the ends.
The hot air on her head brought her comfort. Jian Jiujiu lowered her head and felt the gentle caress between his fingers, drawing a shallow arc around her mouth.
About ten minutes later, her black hair became dry in Bian Beiqi's hands. Jian Jiujiu raised her head and looked at him behind her: "Okay."
"Well, let's go eat." Bian Beiqi smoothed her hair again, put down the hair dryer and hugged her to the dining table.
Bian Beiqi brought some small stir-fry dishes from the kitchen and placed the rice in front of Jian Jiujiu. While he was cooking, he thought that maybe she would like this kind of homely meal more.
Jian Jiujiu was really hungry and didn't care to taste it carefully. After confirming that it was delicious, he started the CD operation.
Bian Beiqi was eating his own meal while pouring water for Jian Jiujiu. The way she ate, she would choke sooner or later.
So at the end of the meal, not only were the dishes on the plate gone, but most of the water in the kettle was also missing.
Jian Jiujiu contentedly leaned back on the chair and touched her belly, her little mouth was oily from her eating.
Bian Beiqi stood up with a smile and tapped her nose, carrying the remaining dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to clean them.
He served so attentively that Jian Jiujiu burped comfortably and muttered to him in the kitchen: "If you act like this, I will never be able to do without you in the future."
Bian Beiqi paused after hearing her words: "You want to leave me?"
"What, I mean self-reliance." Jian Jiujiu also felt that his statement was wrong, so he got up and ran to the bar to explain to him.
"I won't let you leave me." Bian Beiqi answered by himself as if he didn't hear her explanation.
Jian Jiujiu suddenly saw his overflowing sadness, turned around and walked into the kitchen and hugged his waist.
"Bian Beiqi, since I came out, I have never thought about leaving you."
She missed him for five years in prison, but it was by no means as simple as missing him.
"Okay, no one of us will leave the other." Bian Beiqi turned around and pinched her nose. She hadn't pinched her nose for many years, and she still didn't know how to breathe like back then.
"Stupid!" he said to her inexplicably, Bian Beiqi wiped his hands neatly and took her to the sofa to sit down.
Jian Jiujiu was originally annoyed by him and wanted to lose his temper, but she still calmed down with his serious face.
"Jiujiu, look at it. This is an asset in Jian Long's name. It was officially transferred to you under the legal judgment five years ago." Bian Beiqi typed on his notebook for a while, then raised his hand and pushed it to Jian Jiujiu.
Jian Jiujiu took a closer look and saw that it was an electronic contract for property transfer.
"Will Jian Long give it to me so easily?" Jian Jiujiu was a little unsure. She was afraid that she was used to Jian Long and felt that Jian Long would not be so obedient and gave her all his property.
"He can't say no before the law." Bian Beiqi said with a cold look. Jian Long's little property could not make up for what Jiu Jiu had suffered.
"Then... where is his gang?" Jian Jiujiu briefly looked at the contract and found that except for the villa and some formal properties, almost everything else was gone.
"All the money he made illegally and the gangsters were seized by the court. Don't worry, since these can be given to you, they are legal assets certified by the court." Bian Beiqi put his arm around her shoulders and affirmed her.
"Okay, now my mother and I don't have to worry about our lives." Jian Jiujiu narrowed her eyes at him, and even though there was no light, a charming smile appeared on her face.
"From now on, I will support you." Bian Beiqi pecked her red lips and stretched out his big palm to stroke her soft hair.
Jian Jiujiu was obsessed with the coolness on his body, and her whole body fell into his arms.
At the top of the Ling family, Ling Dongze walked out of the elevator carrying his red suit and limited edition leather shoes.
He walked straight to the president's office at the end of the corridor. The moment he pushed the door open, he took two steps back and looked at the person next to him who was working with his head down.
"Jian Jiujiu?" He raised his eyebrows, his charming face full of surprise.
"Ling Dongze?" Jian Jiujiu looked up when he heard the voice, and smiled lightly when he saw it was him: "It's rare that you still remember my name."
"Don't worry, I will never forget this legend like you." Ling Dongze also smiled, but he didn't expect Bian Beiqi to bring her here.
"I'll go in first. I still have something to discuss with your guy." He opened the heavy door again and curled his lips at Jian Jiujiu.
Jian Jiujiu nodded, and after he entered, she resumed the task assigned to her by Bian Beiqi - asking her to put the thick stack of photos into the album.
She sighed helplessly. She didn't know when Bian Beiqi had taken so many photos of her. Some of them even she couldn't remember where they were.
But she also felt warm. For eight years, he had never forgotten her.
Entering the office, Ling Dongze threw his coat on the sofa and sat across from Bian Beiqi with his legs crossed.
He stared at his lowered face jokingly, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrests of the leather chair.
"I didn't expect you to let her come to work in the company." After a while, after seeing that the documents in Bian Beiqi's hands had been processed, Ling Dongze spoke to him.
"I promised her to be my secretary." Bian Beiqi also relaxed a little and leaned back on the chair.
"Then you have to be careful, my cousin's temper is getting worse and worse." Ling Dongze raised his eyes and looked directly at Bian Beiqi, admonishing him with a half smile.
"I will handle it myself." Bian Beiqi smiled back at him, reached out and took the unfinished plan that night and put it in front of Ling Dongze: "Let's deal with this first."
"One-third of Ling's family is involved in the entertainment industry. If this plan is approved, the company will be on a higher level, but your position in the entertainment industry will be in jeopardy." Bian Beiqi calmly sorted out the pros and cons of the plan,
This plan was originally proposed by the above for Ling Dongze, and he only sided with Ling Dongze in the situation.
"Don't be afraid, they can't defeat me just with their little ability, but you have to hurry up. If you want to help me, help me get the Ling family first." Ling Dongze clicked on the document in front of him and smiled contemptuously.
After the death of Old Man Ling, the people in the company had long been restless and immediately made plans for him as the sole heir.
"Don't worry, I'm on your side." Bian Beiqi has already calculated the future development of the Ling family and the benefits he will gain in his heart. Businessmen always live for profit, and he is no exception.
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"They will hold a shareholders' meeting in about a month. Be prepared." Bian Beiqi took back the document in front of him and signed his name on the last page.
"Yes." Ling Dongze watched him finish signing, stood up, walked to the sofa and picked up his coat. As the heir to the Ling family and a popular actor, he also felt a lot of pressure, but so what, in this world, only money and power are important.
In this society, he has to live according to this law of survival.
After walking out of the office, Ling Dongze and Jian Jiujiu nodded politely and stepped into the elevator.
Jian Jiujiu held the photo album and entered Bian Beiqi's office after Ling Dongze left completely.
"Have you also cooperated with the actor?" Jian Jiujiu put the photo album on the table, looked at Bian Beiqi's tired look, walked up behind him and squeezed his shoulders.