RPAGF Chapter 115 I'm going to my sister's house to cook a meal today.
Chapter 115 I'm going to my sister's house to cook a meal today.
"Rich people, besides enjoying themselves, are just there to be cursed by poor people!"
"They criticize you because they envy you!"
What does it mean to be insulted?
"It represents face, affirmation of identity, and a symbol of status!"
"Did you realize that?"
"This is the supreme experience Nick brings you!"
Jiang Cheng became more and more excited as he spoke. Fortunately, he wasn't an art student and hadn't failed the exam.
Sun Chenyang was stunned as he listened, feeling his blood boiling. He thought the money he spent today was well worth it!
I've never had an experience like this before.
This is absolutely unprecedented!
Nick, that's awesome!
That's right, only rich people can afford to be suckers. Let them be envious!
Shen Youqing was stunned. Could it be like this?
Is it really?
But something doesn't feel right. Being rich and being taken advantage of are two different things, okay...?
Shen Youqing fell silent, looking at Sun Chenyang who had come all the way from Shanghai. This kid had already been completely fooled by his younger brother.
She suddenly felt that Sun Chenyang's threat wasn't so great anymore; as long as her younger brother was there, she could easily crush him.
In front of his younger brother, he could only lower his head in submission.
If Jiang Cheng were to hear this, Jiang Cheng would correct Shen Youqing, saying that lowering one's head would be either overestimating Sun Chenyang or underestimating his perspective gained from decades of experience in the future.
He only had 0.1 to give.
……
Ultimately, Sun Chenyang did not buy a second property because he was under financial pressure.
On the other hand, it really seemed a bit silly. Although the experience was great, it was expensive and too exciting for someone I'd never experienced before, so I couldn't really let loose.
Jiang Cheng didn't press him further, after all, things could go wrong, and even a set of high-end clothing would cost over ten thousand yuan.
The gifts arrived and are now piled up in the office.
Shen Youqing said, "It's not time to get off work yet. I still have a lot of things to do. Do you want to stay here?"
"I'm inconvenienced."
This is clearly a way of saying goodbye.
Sun Chenyang felt very disappointed that he had spent over 100,000 yuan just to buy a few minutes of meeting time.
But she didn't want to leave a bad impression on Shen Youqing.
After all these years of indulging in pleasure and seeing all kinds of women, he had never seen anyone more beautiful or more suitable to be a wife than Shen Youqing.
Sun Chenyang could only leave sheepishly.
As she left, she glanced at Jiang Cheng twice, wondering why he was allowed to be there, or she could simply call Jiang Cheng away and tell him not to disturb Youqing.
But then he thought better of it. He was still thinking about the shop owners downstairs. What if they also had business to discuss?
Only after stepping out the door did Sun Chenyang remember.
No... If he's the shop owner in the mall, then he's not Youqing's employee.
Since I'm not Youqing's employee, how can I relieve Youqing's body in Youqing's office?
But thinking about it, I've already come down here, what if I go back up to Bilibili and Youqing gets annoyed with me?
At least, Youqing accepted his gift today, something she never did before.
So when he came today, he didn't prepare anything special and came empty-handed, just to avoid embarrassment.
After Sun Chenyang left.
Jiang Cheng then returned to his office in Qing Ning.
Calling it his office is actually inappropriate.
The office that was brought from the mall was more like Su Qingrou's office, and usually only Su Qingrou was in it.
As for the complete set of Nick's gifts that Sun Chenyang gave him, after he left, Shen Youqing had someone take them back to the warehouse and put them back in storage for sale.
Is this a gift?
This is to help my younger brother earn more money!
……
As Jiang Cheng opened the office door, he saw Su Qingrou wiping away tears.
I was stunned for a moment.
He closed the office door thoughtfully and walked over.
Jiang Cheng had a deep understanding of Su Qingrou, and she always seemed to be a very open-minded woman.
Why are you secretly wiping away tears in the office all by yourself?
If it were anyone else, Jiang Cheng wouldn't bother with all this.
But it's precisely because I'm lazy that I need Su Qingrou even more!
Since Su Qingrou became Jiang Cheng's assistant, she has solved all of Jiang Cheng's problems except for his personal issues.
They are meticulous and experienced.
Mature women are much more reliable than immature ones.
"what happened?"
Jiang Cheng walked into the office and asked.
Su Qingrou avoided Jiang Cheng's gaze, wiping away her tears and saying, "No, it's nothing. I guess I've been staring at the computer for too long and I'm not used to it."
Why would a woman who used to run an internet cafe be unaccustomed to using a computer?
But if Su Qingrou doesn't say anything, Jiang Cheng won't ask directly either; wouldn't that be awkward?
He sat down on the sofa and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds.
"How's the work you've been arranging lately going?" Jiang Cheng asked casually.
Su Qingrou said, "There are no problems. The progress is very smooth. Just as you said, some people do have crooked ideas. They make Nick's wallets themselves and then make you pay to buy them back. The money goes into their own pockets. They make more than two thousand for each Nick wallet. This money is all paid by the company."
"Ah."
Jiangcheng didn't react much.
This was all within his expectations.
After all, things aren't like they are in later years, where everything can be controlled through enterprise systems on computers.
There are loopholes in many places.
However, this is not without its problems.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was silent, Su Qingrou didn't continue the topic.
However, looking at those figures, over two thousand each time, it seems I was swindled by the people in charge of setting up the stalls.
Su Qingrou felt a pang of sympathy.
The atmosphere in the office became strange.
Su Qingrou typed on the computer. Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa and could see half of her face. There were still tear stains on her face, and her eyes were a little red and swollen.
He was wearing a white business suit and sitting in an office chair.
Through the openwork desk, one could see her legs clad in black stockings, her feet together in Nick's white high heels.
You put a lot of effort into your work, and it would be a huge loss if emotional issues affected it.
"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang."
Finally, Su Qingrou spoke, looking at Jiang Cheng somewhat timidly.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
Jiang Cheng casually raised his head, but he already had a premonition that Su Qingrou was going to say something to him.
Saying you're resigning won't do.
Are you free today? Could you come over for dinner tonight?
Su Qingrou finished speaking in one breath.
Jiang Cheng instinctively replied, "Sure, of course."
As long as it's not a resignation, it's fine.
Where can you find such a worry-free, hardworking assistant who won't have to date and affect her work even after her husband's death?
But as soon as the words left his mouth, Jiangcheng realized there was a problem.
What?
Let's go out for a meal?
This doesn't sound like an invitation; it sounds more like a plea for help.
"Okay, thank you. Then how about 8 PM tonight?"
Su Qingrou didn't dare to look Jiang Cheng in the eye, staring at the computer desktop as she said, "I'll leave work early today and go back to prepare."