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Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t want to talk to her anymore and went straight upstairs to his room.
As soon as she entered, Jing Anan came in with a tray on her back, a look of pride on her face.
"This world is not the same as yours before, isn't it? It's been two months, and I feel like you haven't fully integrated in, sister. Don't deny yourself!" Jing Anan said.
Jing Xiaojun looked at her calmly and stared at the milk glass on the tray: "I failed, you should be happy."
She smiled gracefully: "If you fail, sister will help you." (Accelerating failure)
With some evil intentions, she pretended to go get the milk.
The moment she raised her hand, Jing Xiaojun pressed her hand tightly, picked up the milk cup, waved it in front of her eyes, walked out of the house, and said loudly on purpose: "Thank you for giving me the milk cup." milk."
At this volume, Jing Zhiwen in the study can probably hear it.
Jing Anan gritted her teeth in hatred, and then a pompous smile appeared on her face: "Sister, drinking milk before going to bed is good for sleep. You can go to bed early after drinking it."
Jing Xiaojun stood at the door and looked at her coldly. He tilted his head slightly and signaled her to leave quickly. His smooth and smooth bangs fell on the side of her ears with the movement, free and fresh.
Jing Anan clenched his hands into fists, walked up to her, and whispered: "Sister, you have changed so much, I almost don't recognize you anymore."
Jing Xiaojun¡¯s lips raised slightly: ¡°Really?¡±
She really wanted to ask Jing Anan, why would she use money to insult her biological mother?
"However, she knew that asking this question would be tantamount to playing the piano to an ox.
She turned around and entered the room, closing the door behind Jing Anan.
Jing Anan couldn't bear it any longer, raised his fist and rushed to the door, but couldn't swing it anymore.
She is so angry. She is always angry recently.
Who wants to give Jing Xiaojun milk? She was going to smash the milk glass to the ground and start her wonderful show again.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that after Jing Xiaojun saw through it, this guy actually became smarter.
Jing Xiaojun has been acting too abnormally recently, and it seems that he wants to speed up the process and get Li Tianrui engaged to him.
The next day, Jing Xiaojun prepared breakfast for Jing Zhiwen as usual.
What I prepared today is five-spice beef noodles. The fresh beef is cut into thin slices. The stewed soup is the soup base of the noodles. Add green cabbage, sprinkle with green onions cut into rings, and lay down a handful of fine texture. White noodles, just the sight of the rich noodle soup makes people salivate.
Jing Zhiwen was so full of praise for her cooking that he ate so much that there was no soup left.
He was just about to praise his daughter when he saw Butler Li leading several women in professional attire into the house. Two people carefully pushed the hangers full of clothes, and one person held an iPad.
Wu Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and recognized that this was the store manager of WG Haute Couture.
He turned to Jing Zhiwen and said, "Is this what you made an appointment for?"
"Yeah!" Jing Zhiwen replied, putting down the bowl.
Wu Yan exclaimed with joy: "An'an, come down quickly, your dad has ordered wg clothes for you."
Needless to say, it must be prepared for Jing Anan¡¯s speech next month.
Jing Anan was in the room sending annoying WeChat messages to Li Tianrui. He frowned slightly when he heard Wu Yan's voice, but when he heard that it was WG's door-to-door service, his eyebrows immediately brightened.
While laughing, he walked to the clothes rack: "Dad, you are so good to me!"
She had just reached out to one of the windbreakers when Jing Zhiwen walked into the living room and said calmly: "These are for Xiaojun."
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Wu Yan and Jing Anan said they couldn't understand him at all. How could such expensive clothes be given to that bumpkin?
Wearing it on her is just a waste, okay?
Wu Yan¡¯s face tightened, and all the displeasure was on her face: ¡°Next month, An An will speak as a spokesperson at the founding anniversary celebration. Shouldn¡¯t we first consider choosing clothes for An An?¡±
Jing Anan took back her hand, hiding her disappointment and said, "Mom, I have a lot of clothes. My sister's previous clothes were really not suitable, so I'd better order them for my sister!"
Jing Zhiwen didn't intend to explain anything to them, so he called Jing Xiaojun out of the kitchen and said to the embarrassed store manager: "This is the store manager of WG. Let her choose some clothes for you. Pick it up." After that, we¡¯ll go to the company and show you your office.¡±
"Jing Zhiwen, what are you talking about?" Wu Yan understood every word he said, but she couldn't understand what he meant. What kind of person did she bring Jing Xiaojun to the company to see the office?What's going on?
Jing An'an was also very surprised. She hadn't even made a move yet, so Jing Xiaojun was going to do it first?
Didn¡¯t this damn woman keep saying she didn¡¯t want to study or work?
The store manager felt that she was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. She came to take a big order from a wealthy family, but she seemed to have seen the scene where wealthy families were fighting for their property.
When she was standing uneasily, Jing Xiaojun handed her a black card and said elegantly: "Hello, please keep all these clothes and swipe the card now."
The store manager looked confused again: "Do you want to try it?"
Jing Xiaojun shook his head: "No, if it doesn't fit, I can come back and change it to another style, okay?"
"Yes, yes, of course!" There are 10 pieces of clothing on the hanger, each of which is a unique high-end design, and the price is no less than six figures. How can there be no reason not to let the sponsor's dad change it? The store manager swiped the card quickly.
"Ding" Jing Zhiwen received a consumer text message on his mobile phone, and he didn't even read it.
"Lao Li, please put the lady's clothes in the room. Today I'm going to order some Sen style furniture and put them in the lady's room."
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Senpai furniture? A bed costs six figures, for Jing Xiaojun? ?
Jing Zhiwen completely ignored Wu Yan¡¯s angry and reproachful eyes and face. Now he just dotes on his daughter.
What¡¯s wrong with doting on your biological daughter? If the mother doesn¡¯t pamper her, why don¡¯t she let the father dote on her?
He is still very angry! Even if she dislikes the breakfast made by her daughter, is she no longer her biological mother?
He straightened his sleeves (actually there was no need to straighten them): "Xiaojun, you take my car to the company today."
"Wait!" Wu Yan shouted: "Jing Zhiwen, shouldn't you explain to me? What is going on? I also have shares in the company."
Jing Zhiwen sighed: "Didn't you set up a cultural media company for An An?"
"Yes, so what?"
"Then I will also set up a cultural media company for Xiaojun. Isn't that possible?"
Jing Anan felt that if there was a basin now, she could spit out a basin of blood.
This woman went too far. She bought more than one million yuan worth of clothes in front of her, secretly asked Jing Zhiwen to set up a company for her, and even went to work in the company.
Isn¡¯t it obvious that you want to grab assets from yourself?
She will never allow this situation to happen. All the assets of the Jing family belong to her, and she will never give Jing Xiaojun a penny.
Jing Anan's apple muscles trembled slightly as she received hyaluronic acid, with a gentle smile on her face: "Congratulations, sister. Now you have your own career. By the way, tell me what your specialties are, and I will help you sort them out. Take a look and see from which angle we want to build you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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