Rebirth Handbook

"You said that Fuyu Naito can win the market in city b this year, so you promise me one thing." He Weiming said.

Chang Manjing simply found a place to park the car, leaned on the steering wheel, propped her chin and said, "Well, I saw the report you submitted. This time it was very beautiful."

Last year when He Weiming was fifteen years old, Chang Manjing gave He Weiming a small company that made electronic products under her name. This company was originally called Changsheng, and it didn't make much profit every year. In the past two years, there was even a tendency to lose money. Chang Manjing gave this company to He Weiming, in order to test the disciples she taught.

She couldn't wait to know whether the business geniuses of the previous life were still the same in this life, and then He Weiming handed her a very satisfactory answer sheet. What he did was much better than she had imagined. He was even more excellent than in her previous life. Not only did he support the former Changsheng and now Fuji Winter from the dying of bankruptcy, but he also opened a path of vigorous development.

Chang Manjing secretly paid attention to every decision he made. Chang Manjing knew how many things he did. She watched silently and was shocked by the speed of this young man's growth. Last night, Chang Manjing received the news that Tengdong opened the B market. No one in the circle knows that Tengdong’s boss is He Weiming, and it has nothing to do with Chang’s family. He Weiming can do it without help. By now, Chang Manjing had to be proud of him.

So she drove the car by herself today to pick up He Weiming, and she was really too happy.

She did say before that if Fujidong Company could win the market in the b market this year, he would agree to a request from He Weiming. Who knows that this has only been half a year, and He Weiming has already done it.

"I promised you, of course, it's impossible to fall back." Chang Manjing smiled: "Well, what do you want?"

He Weiming stated his prepared request, "Summer vacation is two months, and we will go to Tosai Island for a one-month vacation."

Chang Manjing: "I thought you had any request, that's it? If you tell me that you want to go to Tosai Island, I will agree."

He Weiming paused and said, "You and me, we will go together."

Chang Manjing showed a clear expression, "Okay, without He Xianyang, you have to play happily. If he goes, it will be really disappointing."

Hearing her unabashed disgust, He Weiming's eyes slowly filled with strange ease. "That's it."

Chang Manjing nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, but I have to wait two days for my birthday to go."

He Weiming frowned and said nothing. He originally wanted to go tomorrow, and then two days later it happened to be Chang Manjing's birthday, and he could spend it on the island.

Seeing the boy’s cold expression, Chang Manjing shook his head slightly and burst into laughter, touched his head comfortably, and said softly, “I’m going to hold a small party at Chang’s house on my birthday. Please invite a few young people from my uncle’s family , In fact, the main thing is to invite the sister of Uncle Yang’s family, that is the daughter-in-law whom my dad showed to my brother. My brother can’t be so single all the time. He is busy with company affairs and refuses to go on a blind date. It took me so long to persuade me to use my birthday and say to invite some friends over."

Speaking of her elder brother’s affairs, Chang Manjing had a headache. Of course, she didn’t want her elder brother to die so lonely, but she couldn’t force it, mainly because her brother was willing. Qiu Yicong, her cousin did not know where he went, and his brother was still thinking about it.

Chang Manjing thought, suddenly felt a cold on her forehead, and she raised her eyes to see He Weiming withdraw her hand and said, "It will go smoothly."

"Yeah." Chang Manjing smiled, "It's only three days. I will take you to play as soon as your birthday is over. I have also worked hard at school. Go home to replenish your body."

He Weiming is no longer the skinny little baby like when she first went to He’s house. Maybe it’s because she has been able to replenish people’s body very well in the past few years. He Weiming is now taller than her. The high fever a year ago, he has not had any illness in the past few years, maybe it is also related to his frequent running and swimming.

This young boy grew up so fast, and after a period of time, there was a new change. Chang Manjing sighed in her heart, and drove the car back to He's house.

Soon it was Chang Manjing's birthday, and Chang Manjing went to Chang's house where he Xianyang and what was unknown. There are not many people at Chang Manjing’s birthday party. They are all the children of Old Man Chang’s friends. Many of them are friends who played with Chang Benjun and Chang Manjing when they were young, and the circle is fairly familiar to each other.

Because this gathering mainly wanted to help the Yang family’s sister and her brother, Chang Manjing specially accompanied the Yang family’s sister Yang and brought her brother over to talk together. When they met, Chang Manjing talked about something. He left there with excuses and went to greet other guests.

As the protagonist, Chang Manjing was very busy this evening. He Xianyang found a few men who also accompanied his wife for a chat. Those few were also successful people who opened their own companies. He Xianyang wanted to find someone. Cooperation, now happens to be a good opportunity, of course he must seize the opportunity.

As for He Weiming, he sat quietly on a chair in the corner, holding a glass of champagne and not drinking. He didn't know what he was thinking, but occasionally looked at Chang Manjing, looking at her with an elegant smile on her face. Talking to those people, sipping a glass of wine, focusing on her lips, which became more and more rosy after drinking.

Several men in the field turned their eyes to Chang Manjing, and some others envied He Xianyang for marrying this young lady, and then He Xianyang showed a humble and proud expression. He Weiming saw He Xianyang's expression of the praised possession, his face suddenly became colder, looked at the night outside the window, and took a sip of wine.

Suddenly there was a person sitting next to him, and at the same time a hand stretched out to take the cup he was holding.

A familiar smiling voice rang in my ears, "I'm only sixteen years old, drink less wine."

He Weiming turned her head and saw Chang Manjing, who was still among the crowd just now. She didn't know when she came. She probably drank a little bit, her cheeks were a little flushed, the corners of her eyes were red, and the water vapor in her eyes looked lazy. , When he raised his eyes slightly and smiled at people, the color was compelling.

He Weiming paused for a while, and saw that she put his wine glass by her hand, then said, "I only took a sip."

Chang Manjing: "I found out as soon as I took a sip?"

He Weiming: "Yeah."

Flicking the glass with her finger, Chang Manjing smiled and asked, "Is the wine good?"

He Weiming looked at her hand, as if staring at the wine glass in her hand, and said indifferently: "The wine... is very astringent."

Chang Manjing laughed, took a sip, and shook her head, "When you get older, you will like this taste."

Seeing that she had drunk the wine she had drunk, He Weiming curled up her fingers on her side, and then stopped her hand, "You drank too much today. Drinking too much alcohol hurts your body."

"Okay." Chang Manjing put down a glass of wine with a smile on her face, "Unknown grows up, she will take care of me."

Chang Manjing couldn't be lazy in stealing this corner for long, and soon she was called to chat again. When the wine party was over in the middle of the night, Chang Manjing was already drunk and a little unconscious. She usually drank, but she was just too little. It is rare to drink so drunk.

He Weiming helped her back home, just about to send her to the room, He Xianyang walked over after getting out of the car, and naturally reached out to take Chang Manjing, "I'll take care of Manjing, you go back to your room first. "

After talking about He Xianyang, regardless of He Weiming, Chang Manjing walked to her room with her eyes closed.

The two entered Chang Manjing's room, He Weiming stood there watching the door close, his empty hands suddenly clenched. They are husband and wife, so it's normal now. He Xianyang can take people away so naturally, go to her room, and even... make love to her.

He Weiming's eyes were cold, staring at the door faintly.

He Xianyang helped Chang Manjing into her room and put the person on the bed. Seeing her clothes opened slightly to reveal a piece of white jade-like skin, her eyes were closed and her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes became hot. This is his wife, but he has refused his affection in recent years. He Xianyang is suffocating his anger. Now that he sees such a drunk Chang Manjing, he can't help but feel a little moved.

Isn’t it normal for husband and wife to be intimate? Chang Manjing is unwilling, heh, drunk like this, so what if he doesn't want to, can he wake up tomorrow morning and be angry with his husband because of this kind of thing? Although I don't know what happened to Chang Manjing, they might be able to reconcile with this incident.

He Xianyang thought, walked over and unbuttoned Chang Manjing's shirt, then pulled off his tie with one hand.

At this moment, the door was knocked suddenly. He Xianyang paused, displeased on his face, then he pulled the quilt to cover Chang Manjing's exposed chest, and walked over to open the door.

He Weiming stood at the door, holding his phone, and said lightly: "Your phone."

"It doesn't matter what phone you are making at this time." He Xianyang frowned, answered the phone, and his expression moved when he saw the number on it, and went to his room to answer the phone.

After a while, He Weiming saw him hurriedly carrying the bag out, and when he passed by, he said, "You will let the nanny take care of Manjing later. I have something to go out now... The company's business, I won't be back tonight. , If Man Jing asks, you can tell her." After that, He Xianyang went down the stairs, and soon the door made a sound and was closed again, quieting again.

He Weiming didn't change his face, and didn't call for a nanny, but stopped at the door of Chang Manjing's room, stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked in.

Chang Manjing was lying on the bed. She was really drunk. Her face was pink and her long hair was messy. She should feel hot. The quilt on her body was blown away by her, revealing the unbuttoned shirt. Her white skin was just so fruity. Exposed in the air.

It is self-evident who unfastened the button. He Weiming's face was very ugly for a moment, he paused at the door for a while, and walked to the bedside.

He leaned down, as if he wanted to reach out to Chang Manjing's open skirt, but paused in mid-air and pressed her face up. The heat on her face might be because He Weiming's hands were cold. Chang Manjing unconsciously snorted and put a sticker on the back of his hand. He Weiming quickly retracted his hand, squatted and raised Chang Manjing's feet.

She was still wearing her shoes.

He Weiming squatted there and took off her high heels and put them aside. Chang Manjing was still wearing silk stockings that reached her thighs. He Weiming hesitated for a while holding her foot, then knelt on one knee by the bed to take off her stockings. Chang Manjing's short skirt covering the hips, wrapped around her hips and legs, lined with silk stockings, is indescribably attractive. He Weiming smelled wine when he leaned over. He only took a sip, but now he feels a little drunk and sweat oozes from his palms.

He stretched out his hand and carefully peeled off the long legs of the silk stockings against her thighs. When his hands touched her skin, He Weiming felt the sound of his heart beating rapidly. Settling down, He Weiming put the silk stockings in his hand aside, then put the person on the bed properly, took a breath, and quickly fastened Chang Manjing's unbuttoned shirt back.

Help Chang Manjing take care of it. He Weiming stood by the bed for a while, then turned around and went out.

The light was turned off, the door made a slight click, and there was only one drunk Chang Manjing left in the room.

After about a few minutes, a soft laugh suddenly sounded in the quiet room.