"You said it's okay if it's okay? I have to tell my uncle, and then send someone to check, and see if it can really work. After all, the investment is not one hundred or two hundred, but hundreds of millions are needed." Le Yao But he didn't soften at all, "Let's wait for the news." Then he hung up the phone directly.
Over there, Nangong Guangrong was so angry that he coughed for a long time.
Le Yao turned around and told Nangong Jue about this.
"Since you think you can take over, then take over." Nangong Jue smiled.
"What do I think? Didn't you say it was okay before? How do I know this?" Le Yao pointed her finger at her, she just knew how to collect money.
"You are the big boss. If you say you want to check, then we will check." Nangong Jue smiled sullenly, "I will listen to you."
"Fuck you." Le Yao also knew that the other party was amusing herself, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
Nangong Jue's eyes darkened. He went out on a mission for so long and was in a coma for a long time after he came back. Although he is better now, his wife always said that he would continue to recover on his own, so he calculated over and over again and settled down for half a year. Now, if you don¡¯t eat meat, you will starve.
Le Yao only felt that her scalp was numb, as if she was being targeted by a wolf.
And Nangong Jue really turned into a wolf. He got up, picked him up and returned to the room.
Aunt Bai originally wanted to come out and ask how many dumplings to make, but when she saw the two of them going upstairs, she just smiled and returned to the kitchen. No need to ask, just make more dumplings and eat more.
Nangong Jue had really been inactive for too long. He didn't stop for a whole afternoon. Le Yao felt that he was physically strong, so in the end he had no choice but to ask for mercy.
In the end, if it weren¡¯t for the fact that today was the New Year¡¯s Day and he had to go next door to celebrate the festival together in the evening, he would have just wanted to work until tomorrow.
"You beast." Le Yao could only grit his teeth in the end.
"Well, I'm a beast." Nangong Jue was satisfied, so his attitude was surprisingly good, "I'll let you bully me back another day"
Le Yao was too lazy to pay attention to him. After taking the time to rest for half an hour, she got up, washed up, and went down to celebrate the festival.
After the New Year, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer.
Regarding the Nangong Group¡¯s affairs, Le Yao didn¡¯t ask any more, since she didn¡¯t understand them anyway.
On the 29th day of the New Year, when every household was originally happy, an obituary appeared on TV at the beginning of the news broadcast: Comrade Shen Guofu died in Beijing due to illness at the age of seventy-three.
Shen Guofu was one of the founding fathers of the country. Originally, he was far away from Le Yao. However, Le Yao fell in love with him because her cheap grandmother Sui Yuan married into the Shen family.
The Shen family has two families, Shen Guofu is engaged in politics, and his younger brother Shen Guozhong is engaged in business.
Shen Guofu only has one son, but he is a playboy. Fortunately, he gave birth to a granddaughter, Shen Lin, who is very good. She will graduate from the Imperial University next year, and now the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has extended an olive branch to her.
Although grandson Shen Hong is mediocre, he is diligent enough. He is still in the military academy and his future will not be too bad.
" But Shen Guozhong's house is not good. Both his son and daughter are dandies, and the grandchildren below are more capable than the other. If it weren't for Shen Guofu, Shen's real estate would have gone bankrupt long ago.
And now, Shen Guofu has passed away, and the second wife is the most saddened.
In fact, Le Yao really didn't care whether they were getting along well or not. What she was afraid of was that when the Shen family was in trouble, that cheap grandma would come and recognize her relatives, which would be disgusting. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com