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Chapter 3 It¡¯s my turn to dig a hole

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    Jing Xiaojun thought for a while. In the original work, Jingjia was the largest group company in Ningcheng.

    It owns a leather industry fashion center covering an area of ??200 acres, a high-end luxury shopping mall, a five-star hotel, a real estate company, and an entertainment and cultural media company specially established for her daughter.

    Tomorrow is the opening day of Building H of Jingjia Leather Fashion Center.

    Block h is positioned for import and export trade, and all the merchants settled there are foreign bosses.

    Ningcheng¡¯s political dignitaries and respectable entrepreneurs will come to support it, including the Ningcheng Li family.

    A few years ago, Wu Yan arranged for Jing Anan to be the spokesperson of her group, and she will also perform a piano solo at the banquet tomorrow night.

    The purpose of doing this is to marry Jing Anan and the Li family.

    Originally, without Jing Xiaojun, this matter was already a foregone conclusion.

    But after Jing Xiaojun came back, Jing Zhiwen always felt that his biological daughter should marry into the Li family.

    For more than 20 years, Wu Yan has spent all her thoughts on Jing Anan, cultivating her into an elegant and decent lady.

    Seeing that his efforts were about to bear fruit, Jing Xiaojun appeared in the middle.

    Although she is her biological child, she is really not close to him.

    In Wu Yan's eyes, Jing Xiaojun is already a stereotype, and she really can't think of cultivating him.

    Therefore, Wu Yan did not want her to attend the opening banquet no matter what.

    The four people sat at the dinner table with different moods.

    Jing Xiaojun remembers that in the original work, Jing Zhiwen hurt his stomach because of his career struggles in his early years, so his appetite was always not good.

    She took the initiative to sit next to him, glanced at the dishes on the table, scooped a bowl of yam soup for him and said, "Dad, your stomach is not good, please eat more yam."

    Jing An'an looked at her hard. She was usually timid when eating, not to mention serving dishes, even picking up the dishes.

    Jing Zhiwen was very impressed by her actions. What he wanted was a generous daughter who could quickly integrate into the Jing family.

    He accepted Jing Xiaojun¡¯s dishes calmly and said gently: ¡°It¡¯s rare that you remember my stomach. Xiaojun, it¡¯s been two months since you¡¯ve been home. You need to get familiar with the surrounding environment as soon as possible.¡±

    Jing Xiaojun smiled and gave him a piece of chopsticks: "Dad, I'm thinking that I should go out more recently to learn more about the fashion industry, including various fashions, learn more about brands, and explore the brand's culture.  .¡±

    "Yes! It should be like this. We are in the industry, especially the fashion town project, so we must grasp the fashion trends of the market. Have you visited several large shopping malls in Ningcheng?" Jing Zhiwen agreed very much with her words.

    Jing Xiaojun said: "I plan to go out for a walk tomorrow."

    Jing Zhiwen frowned and said to Wu Yan dissatisfied: "What's going on? It's been two months and you still don't take Jing Xiaojun out for a walk?"

    He glanced at the high-end suit Jing Anan was wearing, and took out a black card from his body and gave it to Jing Xiaojun: "Take this card and go to the mall to buy some bags and order some high-end skirts.  . There will be a fashion show in Paris in two months. If you are interested, I will take you there to have a look. Remember, you are the eldest lady of the Jing family, and you cannot lose your status in dressing up when you go out. "

    Jing Xiaojun took the black card and smiled: "Black card? Dad, aren't you afraid that I will ruin my family?"

    Listening to her playful words, Jing Zhiwen smiled: "Let me see how much of my family fortune you can destroy."

    His tone was full of doting on his daughter, and he wished he could give everything to her.

    Jing Anan watched helplessly as Jing Xiaojun put the black card into his pocket.

    This black card has no limit. Wu Yan hinted at Jing Zhiwen several times, but he never took it out for them to use.

    Today he gave it to Jing Xiaojun so easily!  And he also said that Jing Xiaojun is the eldest lady of the Jing family, so that¡¯s her position, okay!

    What do you need to know about fashion information?  Do you know the brand and brand culture?  Don¡¯t you just want to go shopping?

    "You are obviously a prodigal in shopping, yet you still talk so freshly, Jing Xiaojun, can you still have some face?"

    Since you are so shameless and want to rob me, then don¡¯t blame me for being rude.

    Jing Anan had a sinister look on her face, and her eyes became sinister. She looked at Jing Xiaojun, wanting to warn her.

    Unexpectedly, Jing Xiaojun was also looking at her, with contempt on his face and a hint of sarcasm in his eyes!

    Her eyes widened, what?  A country bumpkin was actually mocking her!

    Her face changed slightly and she sat up straight, wanting to take a closer look, but found that Jing Xiaojun¡¯s face was??has become extremely indifferent, her eyes are filled with only happiness and surprise, and the irony she just saw seems to be a loneliness.

    "Thank you, dad!" The joy in Jing Xiaojun's tone made Jing Anan's lungs almost explode.

    Wu Yan was also very unhappy. She reminded Jing Zhiwen: "Zhiwen, that card of yours is a black card. Jing Xiaojun doesn't even have a credit card. She has this card in her hand. It would be bad if something goes wrong.  "

    Jing Zhiwen was already dissatisfied with her preference in his heart. Seeing that she had objections at this moment, his expression was solemn: "How did you become a mother? It has been two months and my daughter has not had any decent clothes. Girls nowadays  Who doesn't have a few bags? Why didn't you make arrangements for your daughter? Didn't I tell you to give her enough pocket money every month? I don't think you gave it either, right? "

    He had one daughter at a time, so he almost asked Wu Yan whether she regarded Jing Xiaojun as a daughter.

    Wu Yan¡¯s face turned red and white. Jing Zhiwen was a bit chauvinistic, but over the years, he had taken great care of her and never looked down upon her.

    I didn¡¯t expect that I would speak so harshly because of Jing Xiaojun!

    Wu Yan glanced at Jing Xiaojun with her peripheral vision, and her disgust for her deepened. She took a deep breath and said to Jing Zhiwen: "I have been busy with the opening of Building H recently, and I haven't been able to take care of the children yet.  Things. And I think she is an adult and will always tell me if she needs anything."

    This sentence is to the point. The original owner was indeed too silent before.

    Jing Zhiwen thought about it, calmed down his anger, snorted lightly, and stopped attacking.

    Jing Xiaojun eats his own food honestly, neither persuading nor fanning the flames.

    Jing Zhiwen had almost finished eating, but he was particularly interested in tonight's yam soup.  After eating the mild soup and soft yam, your stomach feels really comfortable.

    He said: "Xiaojun, serve me some more yam soup."

    To Jing Xiaojun, this meal was delicious, but to Jing Anan, it was like chewing wax.

    Originally, Wu Yan was successfully instigated to hate Jing Xiaojun, and Jing Zhiwen began to stop supporting her. Unexpectedly, there was a big reversal tonight.

    But what made her angry was still behind.

    Jing Xiaojun carefully brought the yam soup to Jing Zhiwen and asked, "Dad, which bus should I take from here to the city?"

    Wu Yan was also drinking soup. When she heard her question, she almost spit out the soup.

    She seemed to see a huge pit in front of her.

    Sure enough, Jing Zhiwen¡¯s eyebrows knitted together again, and he turned to ask Wu Yan, ¡°Didn¡¯t you get a car for your daughter?¡±

    Wu Yan took a sip of soup and said, ""

    Jing Xiaojun lowered his head at the right time, hiding a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Dad, I don't want to go out."

    Wu Yan swallowed the soup with difficulty. Even with the elegance of a lady, there were already a hundred thousand grass-mud horses galloping in her heart: Jing Xiaojun!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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