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- Update time: 2012-07-10
"Me? Where are you going?" Mei Wenxin was surprised that Yang Zongbao invited her at this time.
"Furong Road, Yang House." Yang Zongbao replied briefly: "Do you still want the things here? I don't want you to take them with you, it's dirty." Yang Zongbao took off his coat and threw it to Mei Wenxin.
Without saying a word, Mei Wenxin took off all the clothes she had on her body and put on the clothes Yang Zongbao threw over.
"That's right, but the ugly words are ahead. Don't betray me, not at any time." Yang Zongbao said to Mei Wenxin.
"I got it." Mei Wenxin felt not only grateful but also slightly satisfied, but thinking that he had seen the ugliest look in her life, she felt very dirty for a moment.
"Fu Rong said, Yang Zhai? Who do you think you are? Where can you live?" Mei's father screamed. Now his face is full of snot and tears, and there is no image at all.
"Huh, you want to take revenge on me?" Yang Zongbao looked at this bug-like person in a funny way.
"I swear that I will make sure that you can't live or die." Mei's father was like a reptile, squirming his body, which was extremely disgusting.
"My surname is Yang. Who do you think I am? Do you want to take revenge on me? That's okay. I'll be waiting for you in Yang's house."
Yang Zongbao pulled Mei Wenxin out.
Mei¡¯s mother is still controlled by Baoguo. When he saw Mei Wenxin walking by, he yelled, "You heartless person. I raised you and you still don't know how to repay your kindness. You are such a beast."
Mother Mei¡¯s hair is disheveled and she has fallen into a demon barrier. It was the first time Yang Zongbao had an eye-opening experience with pimping out his daughter. I was planning to teach him a lesson, but Mei Wenxin pulled me back, so I had to give up.
Several people were silent along the way, and no one knew what to say. Even Qiangwei remained silent for the time being.
When everyone arrived at the door of Yang's house, the old lady of the Yang family was already waiting there, accompanied by an old man with big braids.
"Coming?" the old lady said in one sentence.
"Thank you." Yang Zongbao said two words directly.
"What are you talking about as a family? Let's go in and talk." The old lady led the way, and Yang Zongbao was half a step behind. The big braided old man stopped everyone at a distance of ten feet. There was no sympathy at all, Mei Wenxin shivered from the cold, but she could only follow behind the others. Qiangwei was surprisingly well-behaved and did not lose her temper.
"No matter how much trouble I make in the future, it won't involve you." Yang Zongbao said without any hesitation.
"You have told the truth. I know it's hard for you to accept all this, but at least you can keep your hands on your family." The old lady also raised her bottom line.
"You won't stop me?" Yang Zongbao felt strange.
"It's nothing surprising. You have a strong heart. If I don't let you vent your anger, you will still make trouble after I die. If you make trouble at that time, you will probably continue to die. If you lose some things and people now, at least you won't let me White-haired people send black-haired people, what do you think?¡±
"Is the old lady asking for my promise?" Yang Zongbao reacted.
"Yeah. Sure enough, I read it right. Your xinxing is much stronger than others."
"You don't need to praise me. Give me all your resources. At least it won't harm your descendants." Yang Zongbao also showed off his cards.
"Don't worry, I will give it to you slowly. But I didn't expect you to get a woman back so quickly." The old lady changed the subject, and Yang Zongbao couldn't pester her, so he could only chat casually.
"I didn't expect it either." Yang Zongbao said casually.
"Why don't you give it to Fenghuang for training? He looks quite smart." The old lady said, "But your boy has made Fenghuang crazy, and he keeps moving."
"The old lady has sharp ears and eyesight, and knows everything." There was no praise in Yang Zongbao's words.
But the old lady didn't care. It seemed that the more Yang Zongbao did this, the happier he was: "When you get old, you have to understand it in your heart, right? Give Phoenix a gift, so she should restrain herself. I know all those actions, let alone those who are thoughtful."
"Don't you admire her very much?" Yang Zongbao thought to himself, that is your old lady's default granddaughter-in-law.
"Well, it can be considered an experience. That girl from Phoenix has a bad temper. It's easy to hold a grudge for being treated like that by you. Just wait, I won't care." The old lady finally found something happy.
? ? Playing and fighting between children is a way to cultivate feelings.
"The woman's house is in front. I arranged it. The one you brought back looks good, but it looks a bit like a lost star. I arranged her in the middle. You quickly find someone who is angry and calm her down." The old lady commented on the woman Yang Zongbao brought back this time: "ThatThe hair is good, but the tight one is fierce, which means it is short-lived. "
"Do you still know your fortune?" Yang Zongbao asked. Yang Zongbao still believed in these physiognomy, just like he believed in Chinese medicine.
"Having lived with your grandfather for so many years, I know a little bit about it. That red-haired woman is not the owner of these six houses."
"I didn't intend for her to be a confidant."
For Yang Zongbao, Qiangwei is a special existence, the only female friend who knows his past. The old lady of the Yang family really wasn't talking nonsense, Qiangwei's illness
"As long as you understand. God is jealous of beauty, the girl behind you is pitiful. But you have to remember that poor people must be hateful."
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t remember much about the old lady¡¯s words, and only regarded them as the old lady¡¯s words of experience. Get rid of the dross and pick out the essence, and pick a few sentences to listen to.
Mei Wenxin was arranged into a very elegant two-story building with plum blossoms planted around it. She also received Mei Wenxin¡¯s surname. I don¡¯t know if it was a coincidence.
Mei Wenxin had no time to heal her pain. Early the next morning, she was thrown into the hands of Huaxing Yang Zongbao's nominal eldest wife, Yang Fenghuang, for training. Her life or death was uncertain.
Since Yang Zongbao understood the old lady¡¯s bottom line and the trump card in his hand, he began to make calculations in his mind. But no matter what, with the scene in Huang Boren's office, his position as the crown prince of the Yang family was finally well-known. It might be easier to do things in the future.
¡°But his old lady only gave him 10% of the equity and kept 20% for herself. There are 40% of Yang Tianming and 30% of others here and there. It seems that Huaxing has not been short of money since its establishment. Yang Tianming will never give up most of the equity and the right to speak in the company. He and the old lady's shares almost only have one voice in Huaxing.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Now, the old lady gave herself 10% on the surface, but in fact it¡¯s of no great use, it¡¯s useless.
Yang Zongbao did not stay overnight on Furong Road. The smell of the Yang family there was too strong, which made Yang Zongbao a little uncomfortable.
After struggling for so many days, I couldn¡¯t do anything else during the entire New Year. In a blink of an eye, it¡¯s the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Yang Zongbao decided to take Qiangwei to see the lanterns in the evening and then send Qiangwei back.
Walking in the bustling night market, Qiangwei has a soft spot for red things. I am interested in lanterns, couplets, and all kinds of red things.
Yang Zongbao knew what Qiangwei was thinking. Red was the color of fire, the color of burning life. She wanted to protest in front of him.
Looking at Qiangwei in front of her who seemed to be resting every few steps due to illness, Yang Zongbao stopped.
Seemingly aware that Yang Zongbao was not following, Qiangwei held up a lantern and a candied haws, and turned around to see Yang Zongbao looking at her not far away. No one could see the opening and closing of Yang Zongbao's mouth because someone was blocking him.
Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t make a sound, but Qiangwei¡¯s face suddenly bloomed with beautiful colors, as intoxicating as her own. In an instant, Qiangwei's smile turned other people or things in the night market into decorations, and only Qiangwei was the real owner.
"It's so beautiful." Baoguo was lagging far behind Yang Zongbao, but now he walked up to Yang Zongbao unknowingly: "Hey, why are you leaving? Don't you go after him?"
After Qiangwei showed a beautiful smile, she disappeared and was lost in the crowd.
"No need, she will show up." After Yang Zongbao said this, he asked Baoguo to drive to the China World Trade Center.
Baoguo thought Qiangwei would come back soon. But it was much later that he could see it.
Zhou Yi did not follow him out, and completely started living the life of a househusband. When they saw Yang Zongbao and others coming in and setting the table, they asked, "Where's Sister Qiangwei?"
"I've returned to China." Yang Zongbao said lightly.
"Why?" Zhou Yi asked.
"No reason, just eat." Only Yang Zongbao knew the specific whereabouts of Qiangwei, because earlier today, Yang Zongbao gave Qiangwei the address. Only Yang Zongbao and Qiangwei knew what Yang Zongbao said just now in the night market.
Zhou Yi Baoguo didn¡¯t ask any more questions. After dinner, Yang Zongbao ignored the second primary school student and went directly to the study room to read some documents given by the general manager one by one.
Yang Zongbao is not an all-rounder and cannot understand many things. If you don't understand it, just check it on the computer and you can get a clear picture.
After seeing it, Yang Zongbao started to take action, covering the desk with A4 printing paper. I wrote my name in the middle of the paper, and then I couldn't put my pen down again.
After struggling for a long time, I gave up. The resources available to me now are still too few, and I must accumulate more.
After struggling all night, there was no real progress, but Yang Zongbao at least understoodThe capital in one's hands. But when I was about to take a rest, my phone rang. I picked up the mobile phone that I honestly paid for as a gift, and when I saw it, I saw a very unfamiliar number.
"Hello, who's there?" Yang Zongbao pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Yang Zongbao, I'm Ma Xiaojian. Do me a favor. Today I'm on duty at the gynecology department, but the train is late and I can't go back. Why don't you help me take a seat?" The voice around Ma Xiaojian on the other end of the phone Very noisy, obviously in a public place.
"I don't know your major?" Yang Zongbao really thought it was funny, so he went to see a gynecologist by himself? Isn't this a joke? The knowledge about gynecology is limited to the college textbooks. Now I am asked to go on duty. Isn¡¯t this intentional and killing people?
"It doesn't matter, there are not many patients now. I beg you, brother, I have credits. If I can't graduate, I have to commit suicide. Brother, brother, little brother, I really can't find anyone, please show mercy and save me. Please. Are you there?" Ma Xiaojian was really thinking deeply.
"Okay." Yang Zongbao thought that if something happened, he would call.
Before breakfast, Yang Zongbao went to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the Provincial Hospital for consultation.
Each clinic is separate, so there is no one who mainly comes to Yang Zongbao to cover the shift.
¡°Perhaps the phenomenon of substitute work is very common, and even young nurses are accustomed to it.
It is indeed very busy during the Chinese New Year, and not many people really go to see a doctor, but there is never anyone left.
Just before get off work in the morning, a middle-aged woman about 50 years old walked into Yang Zongbao¡¯s clinic with the support of her daughter.
"What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I seem to be pregnant." The middle-aged woman said coyly.
"Oh, do you want to have a baby or not?" Yang Zongbao's last words were "yes or no".
"I don't know." The middle-aged woman's words made Yang Zongbao not sure how to deal with it for a while.
"You don't know whether you are going to give birth or have an abortion? What did your lover say?" Yang Zongbao pretended to be calm.
"My husband is not at home."
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman¡¯s words almost made Yang Zongbao lose his tongue.
"What about your child?" Yang Zongbao said next, is it her husband's? - 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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