Fang Zhe had never met Jiang Miao who was so unrestrained. What led to this result?
Fang Zhe never figured this out, even when he was sitting in bed in a daze the next morning.
I must have gotten up late today, but fortunately it's Saturday and I don't have to go to work.
Jiang Miao was no longer here, so she went downstairs to take a look, and she was indeed busy in the kitchen.
"Authentic old chicken soup, I added some herbs and simmered it for three hours."
I don’t know what these women think about being so superstitious about chicken soup.
The taste is still very good. After drinking a bowl slowly, Jiang Miao on the side asked nervously: "How does it taste? This is a skill my mother taught me step by step."
Fang Zhe looked at her a little strangely. In his memory, Jiang Miao almost never cooked.
"I didn't expect you could cook." Fang Zhe asked casually and instinctively. Jiang Miao looked embarrassed and said, "My mother told me that even if you know how to cook, you have to pretend you don't know how to do it. She suffered this loss and has been cooking for the rest of her life."
This logic is so magical that Fang Zhe doesn't even know what to say. Jiao Qing, the former mother-in-law, is really a talent.
Everyone's life and pursuits are different. Maybe Jiao Qing's pursuit is to be a woman who lives a refined life and doesn't have to cook for herself? Well, I'm just guessing.
Butler Yan Tao appeared at this time, holding a small notebook in his hand: "Sir, there is something that needs to be reported."
Fang Zhe is still not used to this kind of life with a housekeeper, and feels it is too pretentious.
"Well, tell me." Fang Zhe was still slowly adapting, looking at Yan Tao, who always had meticulous hair.
"This..." Yan Tao hesitated and glanced at Jiang Miao. Fang Zhe immediately recalled: "Go to the study."
The two went upstairs and entered the study. Jiang Miao didn't particularly care. She was thinking about other things now.
"The statistical results of your personal assets are: two sets of small-sized properties, and cash in the accounts of five banks in the mainland. The properties are easy to handle, and you don't have to worry about depreciation if you leave them there. The cash in the account is a bit too much, otherwise you Think about it and make some suitable investments?" Yan Tao was actually quite puzzled. There was a lot of idle cash in his account. This boss didn't look like a normal rich man at all.
In fact, Fang Zhe doesn't even know how much money he has in mainland banks, mainly because he doesn't care about it now.
"These funds are all current, and the bank won't contact you?" Yan Tao is really either looking for eye drops or understanding the situation.
Fang Zhi thought for a while: "Buy some Moutai stocks and leave them alone. Don't buy too much. One hundred million is enough. You can watch the operation of the other funds." Yan Tao nodded after hearing this, took out a power of attorney and handed it over. To Fang Zhe: "I need your signature."
Fang Zhe signed and gave up. He once wanted to be a landlord, but in the end, apart from this villa, the only houses under his name were two small apartments. They were bought in the early days of starting a business. It was a failure. The houses in the special zone should be It is under the name of Feida Company.
Yan Tao left according to the authorization letter. He did not mention Fang Zhe's funds in Hong Kong and abroad. Fang Zhe had investment companies in the United States, so there was no suggestion of any illegal personal accounts.
Yan Tao walked downstairs and received a call from Fang Zhe. He said "Hmm" twice and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."
When Jiang Miao was greeted by Yan Tao, she didn't understand what he meant. Yan Tao told her expressionlessly: "Mr. Fang said that you want to settle in Songjiang and need a property, so he asked me to buy a small apartment in his name."
The apartment type has been transferred to your name. Please tell me when you are free and take the time to do it."
Jiang Miao was dumbfounded. Are you going to give me a house now?
What Fang Zhe transferred was the bank-funded house he lived in before, and Fang Lishu still lived across the street. How should I put it, it was just a simple transfer, and Fang Zhe could live in it anytime he wanted. Fang Zhe must have lived in the old house at the beginning.
What makes me reluctant to part with it is not a matter of value, but because it is too memorable.
"Oh, Monday, I have to ask for leave." Jiang Miao was a little confused. She was still an employee who respected rules and regulations and did not raise her tail because of her special relationship with Fang Zhe. The main reason was not a personality problem, but a personality problem.
The reason why she and Fang Zhe came out was rather complicated, and it was a special situation that they could get together.
For Fang Zhe, having Yan Tao as a housekeeper can really save a lot of things.
When I was resting at home on the weekend, it was quiet in the morning, but it became lively in the afternoon, mainly because I answered several phone calls in a row.
The first call came from Li Shengli, who started by praising me fiercely: "Brother, if I want to say you are tougher, you are tougher. The words you said are no different from digging some people's ancestral graves."
Fang Zhe asked a little depressed: "Did it spread so fast?" Li Shengli couldn't help laughing after hearing his tone: "What do you think? Many people knew about it last night, and I found out too late.
.But brother, you’d better be patient in the future.”
"I didn't want to speak, but someone insisted on asking me to speak." Fang Zhe recalled the situation at that time and couldn't help complaining.
Li Shengli burst out laughing again: "Don't tell me, the situation at that time was very vivid and vivid. It's better to do it this way, so as not to make someone feel cheap."
The phone had just been hung up when Yun Jue's call came in and he spoke very rudely: "Are you having a bad time lately?"
Fang Zhe heard that her tone of voice was not kind, so he shouted back unhappily: "Yes, I took too many expired aphrodisiacs."
It was obvious that these were angry words, and Yun Jue did not take them seriously. Instead, he softened his tone and said: "Do you know how many real estate developers there are in so many cities across the country? Not to mention a few big cities, the various real estate developers in the following places
A relationship of interest..."
"You don't need to tell me." Fang Zhe interrupted her directly, feeling very unhappy with the tone of teaching him a lesson.
Yun Jue didn't expect Fang Zhe's reaction to be so intense. She subconsciously wanted to get angry, but she held it back and continued patiently, but in a lower voice: "Don't say such things again in the future."
Fang Zhe wanted to hang up the phone directly, but after thinking about it, he replied: "I know." After that, he hung up the phone.
Yun Jue on the other end looked at the phone with a look of disbelief on her face, wondering why Fang Zhe was so naive when it came to such an issue.
Thinking about Yun Jue dialing the phone again, when she didn't hear the voice on the other end, her tone became apologetic: "I'm sorry, my tone of voice was not good, I was really anxious."
When Fang Zhe heard her apology, she realized that she had gone too far and softened her tone: "No need to apologize, you are right. I'm just not in a good mood." Yun Jue heard the change in his tone and became more relaxed.
: "Can you tell me something?"
"Actually, there's nothing much to say. I just think that the so-called big families in Hong Kong City are too unconscionable."
Yun Jue heard something interesting: "You want to cause trouble in Hong Kong City?"