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Chapter 913 Liang

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    "Look at me, why are you talking about this?"

    Or perhaps realizing that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the car, Han Ning's tone returned to the nonchalant tone just now.

    "Yes, if so many messy things hadn't happened, our brand would have been recognized by the public like Jin Taiyuan and Qingsi and other niche brands."

    Unlike Liang, she was the one who took over, and it was her grandfather and parents who worked hard and handed the results to her. The brand she and Han Ning founded three years ago was brought up little by little by the two of them.  Yes, I can¡¯t remember how many nights I stayed up and how much effort I expended.

    But the only thing that can be confirmed is that neither she nor Han Ning regards this as a career, but regard the "Gong Yuan" brand as their own flesh and blood, a part that flows out of their bones.

    ¡°And three years ago, Gong Yuan had gradually become bigger and stronger, and even left the circle. If these things hadn¡¯t happened

    Han Ning didn't expect that her unintentional words would actually make Liang Han feel depressed, and she felt guilty and uneasy for a moment.

    "Let the past be bygones. I'm living a good life now, with both fame and fortune. It proves once again that gold shines wherever it goes. No matter which industry or industry I go to, my gold is not fake gold that can be buried."

    She started to feel complacent again, and Liang Han glanced at her helplessly.

    It is said that humility is a virtue. Chinese people also respect beauty without knowing it, and are strong without being arrogant. But I don¡¯t know if it is a filter or something else. Only Han Ning¡¯s face of being proud of his talent, Liang Han can¡¯t  I can't even dislike it, I even find it cute from the bottom of my heart.

    Looking forward, Liang Han agreed with Han Ning's words from the bottom of his heart. The two of them had a good life, and they had also solved their life-long problems in the past three years.

    Although the brand "Gongyuan" died midway, at least it was brilliant back then, and even several of its designs can still be remembered today.

    "Xiao Han, one cannot be greedy. Looking back, although there are some shortcomings, it is still satisfactory. There is no need to be sad, let alone feel guilty. At least we gave our best back then."

    Han Ning put away her carefree look, and rarely got distracted. Her tone was suddenly so formal, and Liang Han was not used to it.

    Feeling relieved a lot, Liang Han sighed: "It doesn't matter that I took it, but I feel a little bit guilty."

    Han Ning curled his lips. Seeing her speaking so calmly, he became unwilling to give in. He tapped her shoulder with the tip of his index finger: "You're really rude."

    Liang Han laughed out loud: "Although I'm not sad and I understand the reason, I'm still sorry"

    Her voice dropped, and half of her face fell into shadow: "How can I not regret it?"

    Han Ning pursed her lips and stopped trying to comfort her.

    "Yes, how can you not regret it?"

    Five minutes later, the car stopped in front of a building. Han Ning glanced at the sign above and was a little surprised. His eyes turned around Liang Han. He didn't waste time beating around the bush and asked her straight to the point.

    "Ms. Liang, why did you bring me here?"

    Liang Han unbuckled his seat belt and pushed open the car door: "Come on down. Can I sell you if I bring you here?"

    After Han Ning heard this, the disdain on his face almost overflowed. He unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and got out, provoking her.

    "Sell me? Do you have the ability? I don't believe it!"

    "It's almost the same if I sell you, but if I sell you, you still have to count the money for me."

    Han Ning was wearing stilettos and spoke rudely, but there was no anger on her face, instead a smile.

    Looking at Liang Han¡¯s back, Han Ning couldn¡¯t help laughing.

    Before, she had been solely responsible for the affairs of "Gong Yuan". Liang Han, a woman who wanted to save worries, was only responsible for the design aspect and ignored other contracts and fund diversion.

    Han Ning couldn't help but think that if she was a little bit crooked, Liang Han would be fooled by her.

    Selling her is ridiculous.

    Liang Han didn¡¯t refute and took her inside.

    Han Ning didn't know what she was selling, but he followed her obediently. The two took the elevator upstairs and went straight to the top floor, directly to the president's office.

    She watched from behind as Liang Han opened the door and walked in as if there was no one around. She vaguely guessed something in her heart, but still couldn't believe it. She was surprised when she saw Liang Han naturally sitting on the chair behind the desk.  He sat down on the sofa next to him uncertainly.

    After organizing some words in his mind, Han ?He said tentatively: "Mr. Gu has returned Mrs. Liang to you."

    Liang Han's eyes fell on Han Ning with a smile: "Not stupid at all."

    As soon as these four words came out, Han Ning suddenly took a breath of air and his eyes widened, looking as if he was shocked by Liang Han's words.

    Then, looking at her expression, he was overjoyed for a moment. He crossed his index fingers and rested his elbows on the edge of the desk, resting his chin on the back of his hands: "Is it such an accident?"

    Han Ning then slowly gave a thumbs up, this time with sincere admiration: "As expected of you, you control your husband well."

    Liang Han laughed out of anger. Sure enough, she shouldn't have expected to hear any serious words from her mouth. She had already said the words "Control your husband well"

    Han Ning didn't have time to pay attention to her at the moment. He stood up from the sofa and walked back and forth in the office, making tsk-tsk sounds from time to time.

    Liang Han was so dizzy after being spun around a few times that she couldn't help but stop: "What are you looking for? Can you sit down peacefully?"

    Han Ning turned around again, and then walked to the opposite side of the desk, looked at Liang Han carefully, shrugged his nose, and said with a look of extreme admiration: "Tall, really tall, although I am really not very good at it."  I like Mr. Gu, but I have to say that Mr. Gu is indeed young, promising and generous among men!"

    Liang Han didn't expect to hear a few good words about Gu Qisheng from Han Ning today, and couldn't help teasing her: "It's raining red in the world? It seems that money can not only make ghosts go around, but also make people go around."  Spitting ivory?¡±

    Han Ning understood the metaphor in her words. Wasn't it just teasing her that a dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory?  I didn¡¯t want to argue with her at the moment, so I sighed while leaning on the desk.

    "Although the Liang Group was originally yours, in the past three years, Gu Qisheng has made Liang Han bigger and stronger several times. Now in Qingshi, the Liang Group can be regarded as a well-known company."

    She stretched out a finger and said mysteriously: "Now in Qingshi, Liang Group ranks among the top ten."

    Three years ago, this company was on the verge of bankruptcy. To be able to achieve this grand situation three years later, it is self-evident that Gu Qisheng has put in so much effort. It can be said that the current Liang family is just hanging on to the old brand, and the rest has completely  became a new company.

    Even if Gu Qisheng doesn¡¯t return Liang¡¯s family to Xiaohan, no one can say anything bad about him.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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