Jiangsu also knows who are in the black net and what transactions they have made.
"So, Xiao Su is still looking for a job now."
Jiang Chenshao nodded.
"I don't think it's that difficult to find a job now, right?" Bai Chen asked, "I heard me say that the city's policies were relaxed and talents were retained. At that time, I was with Mayor Jiang, Xiao Su's father.
It was proposed. Xiao Su must be a talent when she goes out. Why is she still looking for a job?"
Jiang Chenshao looked at several companies applying for in Jiangsu, and saw that he was not in a hurry at all. Jiang Chenshao guessed his nephew’s thoughts, and his lips curled slightly, "I’m just playing tricks."
It was time to get off work at the company, and in the evening, Jiang Chenshao took a group of brothers home.
The little guy had already changed his clothes, and Bai Chen immediately pointed at him and said, "Look at them all! I bought the clothes my son wore!"
The little guy turned his face and hugged his mother tightly, not looking at those big men.
Nangong Zi: "How excited are you? My son doesn't like you when you bought it, is he a son?"
Yan Zhenyu walked over and clapped her hands at the little family, "Let her godfather hug her."
The brothers talked about "sons" at once, making their father feel that they were redundant.
The little guy saw a lot of people, except for his parents' arms, he would just squint his mouth cutely. But he didn't know what these godfathers were thinking. Seeing him crying, a group of big men thought he was thinking
cute.
"Look, Nangong, our son is crying again. Look, his little breasts are exposed." Bai Chen said excitedly with his hands holding the fat little guy.
Gu Nuanxi told herself that today her husband’s friends came to the door and she should be dignified, generous, decent, and gentle... But! A son ruined everything about her.
"Jiang Tianzhi, Xiaoshanjun, I warn you, throw the bottles littered and I will hit you." Gu Nuanxi pointed at the little guy sitting in his father's arms and warned sternly.
Bai Chen looked at the attitude of being a mother, but for some reason, he was a little scared anyway. "Child, the child is still young, what should you do if you are afraid of being beaten?"
Yan Zhenyu also said: "The child will eat it when he is hungry. Chen Shao can't afford to buy milk powder. Isn't there any of us? It's enough for my son to waste it."
Zhen Xi: "Is it enough to make 10,000 yuan a day for milk powder? Why don't we transfer the money today?"
Nangong Zi grabbed the little guy's hand and said, "Son, go to Chaozhou with your godfather. If you are here, you will be the prince."
The little guy fell on his father's lap, leaning his white fat face and squinting his mouth. He was criticized by his mother and felt wronged.
Gu Nuanxi didn't hold her temper at all, and handed her husband the bottle that the little guy had just thrown, "Let him drink it." Her tone could not be refused.
Mr. Jiang took the bottle and looked at his poor son.
Gu Nuanxi left, patted her chest after leaving, reminding herself: Gentle and gentle, I want to be gentle.
When he was having dinner in the evening, when the slap fell on the little guy's butt, a little Nuaner forgot to urge him to be "gentle".
He put the child's chair in, but he didn't sit, grabbed his legs and his feet faster than swimming. After finally getting it in, Gu Nuanxi held the bowl with one hand and turned around to get the spoon on the table.
The freshly prepared rice was knocked over by the little guy's claw. The rice mud was sprinkled on Gu Nuanxi's hands and on the little guy's clothes.
"Relying on your many fathers today, you pretend to be a master and aren't it easy to serve me?"
My mother beat my son twice and carried the child upstairs to change her clothes.