The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

The old man smiled and said yes, and took out two red envelopes from his arms, one for the stars and the other for Cheng Huan.

"Take it away." Jiang Mingyuan said in her ear: "It's the first time you visit."

He said that, Cheng Huan didn't have so much pressure. She thanked her and took the red envelope with both hands.

After leaving Grandpa's side, there are still his children left. After a lap, it is almost time to eat.

Jiang Mingyuan had an appointment with his fourth cousin yesterday, and naturally he ate there at noon.

The cousin and sister-in-law can be regarded as easy to get along with, and can handle the master's degree very well when getting along. After leaving the sight of those inquiring, Cheng Huan had a good meal.

After dinner, the people who came to the Mahjong appointment came again.

At this time, Cheng Huan knew the meaning of men losing money yesterday.

With an unpleasant expression on his face, he refused the invitation of those people, saying that he hadn't been very lucky in gambling recently. If he played, he would definitely lose money. Although the money was not much, he would send money out on New Year’s Day. It's not a good meaning.

People in business are more or less superstitious. When he said that, others believed it. He only offered a few symbolic persuasion, and he didn’t insist on letting him play anymore. He turned the topic secretly to business, crying. I feel all kinds of sadness.

When these people cry that it is not easy, Jiang Mingyuan just listened, implying that if he asked him to help him, he would pretend that he didn't understand. If he didn't help him, the topic would be shifted away by the man calmly.

Anyway, I took it for a few hours at my cousin's house, and no one really got any benefit from him.

Cheng Huan was completely convinced by him. The cry of those people really sounded like that. She felt relieved when she heard it, but the man didn't frown from the beginning to the end.

She came out still sighing: "You are so amazing."

Jiang Mingyuan was also a little helpless about this kind of praise: "I have come here every year, how can I get used to it."

What this said is also...

Cheng Huan recalled that when those people cried out that they had no money or no business and the company was about to close down, their eyes did not break the calculations. At some point, these "relatives" could be said to be naked. In front of the stage, he is so smart, of course it is impossible to be confused.

Jiang Mingyuan: "Actually, I saw them pitifully before and gave something..."

"And then?" Cheng Huan felt that there should be no good results in the end.

"Later, the project was found to have shoddy construction materials and almost failed the acceptance."

Cheng Huan was taken aback. Substandard construction quality is definitely not a trivial matter. If it doesn't, it will kill people!

She tightened her throat: "What happened later?"

"Later I demolished the house and rebuilt it." It took too long. Jiang Mingyuan didn't feel much about it when he talked about it. He could even make a joke: "Fortunately, the house was a single building because of the shortage of funds. It’s built, or I might have gone bankrupt at that time."

He took Cheng Huan's hand, looked at her profile and said, "Fortunately, there was no bankruptcy at the time, or I would not see you."

Cheng Huan didn't have the Xianxin to make such jokes with him. She looked a little angry: "Where is the person who sold you the fakes? You can find him to compensate for the loss!"

"People ran away before looking for it." Not long after his father passed away, he was still in grief. The management of the company was scraped off by his uncles. He wanted to take it back, but no one I am willing to believe that a young man under twenty years old can manage such a large group. Few people on the board of directors are willing to support him; outsiders do not believe him, and the mother at home also pours cold water all day long and tells him you don’t know anything. , It is better to let the relatives take charge of the company, as the whole family will not harm him.

He was disappointed and upset at the time. After a quarrel, he left home, came out with his few assets and worked hard, determined to make a career back to make those people look good.It was just that I was young at the time, greedy and indecisive, lost a lot of money, and suffered a lot.

But those losses that I have suffered are not all bad things in retrospect. Jiang Mingyuan pinched the woman’s soft fingers and smiled to appease the angry person: “I’m not bankrupt. Later, the house was rebuilt, and the company’s reputation was also due to this incident. Once we went out, we never had to worry about selling the real estate anymore, and it was a blessing and misfortune."

He really made sense to say so, but Cheng Huan still complained for him: "Then you can't just suffer so much."

"I didn't suffer, and then I asked for the money back."

"Really?" Cheng Huan didn't believe it. Jiang Mingyuan in his mind was already comparable to Xiaobaicai.

The man repeated: "Really."

Not only is the money coming back, but the people will not be well afterwards.

When he said that, Cheng Huan was in a better mood, and the two chatted quietly all the way, and they started preparing dinner when they got home.

After dinner, when the family was ready to go to bed, Jiang's mother called again.

She can now be said to be proud of the spring breeze, the career of her sweetheart has improved, and the two have come together as they wished. The man who has experienced the trough cherishes his current life and takes care of her in every possible way.Gu Mingli is in a very good mood every day, even her appearance is a few years younger.

Although born in a foreign country, Gu Mingli was not alone during the Spring Festival with her sweetheart, and she even cooked a few dishes by herself.She actually wanted to call her son to greet her son during the meal, but it was because of time lag and inconvenient contact. Secondly, she was also afraid that Jiang Mingyuan might bring the topic to Father Jiang, so this phone number originally planned to be called on New Year’s Eve was born. It was postponed by one day.

Jiang's mother expressed her regards to her son on the other end of the phone and said a lot of words of concern. Jiang Mingyuan didn't respond much here. The other side said that he would listen and should not make a difference.

The mother and son had almost no topics in common, and the conversation reached the limit within five minutes. Before hanging up, Gu Mingli suddenly released a big move.

"Ming Yuan, what do you think of me changing nationality?"

Jiang Mingyuan curled his lips, his expression sarcastically: "Why did you think of this?"

The person on the other side of his phone can’t see him, and she has good reasons: “I’m not doing a short-term training here. It’s always too troublesome to apply for a visa. It’s better to get it done once and for all. Besides, the transportation is convenient now, even if I change my nationality. What is too big will not hinder too much."

Jiang Mingyuan's face was cold, but his words were very gentle: "You can figure this out."

His tone gave Gu Mingli a great illusion. She felt that her affairs were well hidden. She hung up the phone, walked to the full-length mirror, gently tied the man's tie, and put her lips up: "Wait for change. Once we have our nationality, let’s get married."

In middle age, the man's figure has long been out of shape, but he still carries the gentle temperament that makes her admire, her eyes are obsessed, and she has never noticed the impatience of the person next to her pillow.

The man pulled down the hand she was holding on her front breast, kissed back in a perfunctory manner, saying that she was not in a hurry: "Be careful when you are abroad. If your son knows about it, you will suffer.

"He won't know that Mingyuan is completely fascinated by the vixen, and he doesn't care about me at all." She pouted, her little daughter's attitude: "I only have you now."

Jiang Xudong was a little disgusted by her, but he didn't show it on the face. He still needs this woman now.

The middle-aged man was greasy and affectionate on his face, and his eyes flashed: "I heard that the woman has no knowledge?"

"It's just sold out." Although her son stopped, Gu Mingli still found out the vixen's past, and her heart became more and more unremitting: "She followed Mingyuan for money."

"For the money." Jiang Xudong touched her hair and sighed, his expression difficult to distinguish.

...

Jiang's mother's phone call didn't have any impact on Jiang Mingyuan. After breakfast the next day, they were going to leave for S city.

The location of the holiday has been selected. It is a tropical island country famous for its tourism industry. Jiang Mingyuan has arranged all the itineraries properly and strived to give his family the best experience.

They arrived home in the afternoon and prepared to take the evening plane after packing. However, on the eve of their departure, Jiang Mingyuan received another call.

The call is related to work. After receiving the call, the relaxed look on his face disappeared and he said to Cheng Huan: "Sorry, I may not be able to play with you."

"It's okay, anytime you travel, you can go to work if you have something." Work is naturally more important than play, and Cheng Huan didn't say anything. She tidied up her luggage quickly and sent them downstairs.

The driver was already waiting downstairs, watching people get on the bus, Cheng Huan asked with some worry, "Is it not serious?"

"It's not a serious matter." Jiang Mingyuan comforted her: "Don't worry."

In fact, things are not as easy as he said.

The place where the accident happened was Jiang’s tourist island project in country I. The area was hit by the worst typhoon in a decade, knocking down a tower crane on the construction site and hitting two passers-by.

The Jiang family was also a disaster in this matter. They had given the workers a holiday when they knew that the typhoon was about to pass the border, and the equipment had been reinforced, so there shouldn't be any problems.

But no one thought that a typhoon that was not valued so much would be so powerful, and no one thought that there would be people who would dare to sway in the typhoon. The strongest typhoon and the least afraid of passersby caused this painful situation. result.

Originally, Jiang had just accepted that he was unlucky and lost some money. The person in charge over there did the same.The worst is that the country where the project is located is on the eve of the election. The ruling party and the opposition party attack each other every day. As one of the ruling party’s achievements, Jiang’s tourist island project has long been regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the opposition party. It is impossible to step on one foot.

The opposition party used this accident to incite anti-China sentiments among the people in order to suppress the ruling party.Jiang’s hotel project was forced to suspend construction. The group invested a lot in this area, and one day’s delay would cost one more day of losses. There was no alternative but Jiang Mingyuan, the big boss, came forward to negotiate.

Jiang Mingyuan has encountered this kind of incident more than once, and he is considered a familiar one. In the past, he first publicly condoned the family of the deceased and added a sum of compensation. The number of compensations definitely made most people greedy.After finishing the superficial work, he started to contact the MPs of the two parties in private, asking them not to involve the Jiang family.

In fact, neither the ruling party nor the opposition party hopes that there will be any problems with Jiang's project.Their country has a small land area, underdeveloped industry, and no great minerals. They rely on tourism to increase revenue. Once Jiang’s tourist island is built, it will greatly increase their attractiveness to tourists from other countries.

It can be said that, in fact, in the face of votes, those politicians can do anything. Jiang Mingyuan wandered between the two parties all day, and spent a lot of effort to temporarily explain that they should not be on the tourist island project. Make a fuss.

At this time, the Spring Festival holiday has already passed.

...

"When will you come back after the processing?" In the living room, Cheng Huan sat on the sofa, eating strawberries and making video calls.After a few days of busy work, the man was obviously thinner and darker. She felt a little pain: "I have to make up for you when I come back."

"Almost." The man squeezed his eyebrows, his face was undisguised fatigue: "There are still a few people to see tomorrow. You can go back after you see them. You go to bed early and don't worry about me."