Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School

"Mr. Hans, if you have any requirements, you might as well just say, don’t be circumscribed here, and play mystery." Xiaoliu raised his head slightly and watched Hans open his mouth and said: "As long as we can fulfill our master’s entrustment, the master will not treat him badly. your."

I saw Hans slightly constricted his eyes and spoke softly: "Send these people, and they will definitely complete the task perfectly, but in terms of remuneration, it is not the previous price."

Without waiting for the other two to speak, Hans preemptively continued: "I am not just sitting on the floor and raising the price, but if I want to be foolproof, I must be a few of them. I can assure my husband that there will be no mistakes!"

Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi stared at Hans suspiciously for a few seconds at first, to judge whether he was lying.

But after thinking about it, Hanging didn't have the guts to deceive the master.

"Mr. Hans might as well make a direct price." Xiao Liu said.

Hans did not hesitate, and directly stretched out five fingers: "50 million dollars!"

"Fully twice as high as before?" Xiao Qi jumped suddenly, scolding Hans that he was crazy about money.

As if he had never seen it, Hans still said with a calm face: "Yes, the price is indeed more than twice higher than before, but believe me, if you hire these people, it will definitely be worth the money and will not let you down! "

Seeing Hans put down these words so surely, Xiao Liu couldn't help weighing the pros and cons, and then stood up: "I'm going to call the master."

When Hans heard the words, he made a gesture of inviting convenience.

Xiao Liu went to the floor-to-ceiling window and dialed the phone, and conveyed the conversation just now to the person on the other end of the phone. Finally, he nodded and hung up.

Back to the sofa and sit down, Hans cast an inquiring look at Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu nodded slightly and said, "The master said, as long as the task can be completed, money is not a problem."

Hans then showed a smile: "Please wait for the good news, sir."

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Wang Zimeng knew about Jiang Chunfen's relationship with Qiao Yuan. She accepted it calmly and even sent blessings, but she did not tell Wang Zichen about it wisely.

The elder brother is experiencing the torture of his father's second marriage, and she doesn't want to throw him another bomb at this time.

Today is the weekend, and it is also the day when Jiang Chunfen promised to let Qiao Yuan and Zi Meng meet.

Only this time I met, but I didn't choose it outside, but I chose it directly at home.

"Mom, why hasn't Uncle Joe here yet?"

Wang Zimeng was not only not nervous, but also full of expectation, because her mother was so boastful of her love partner, she was very curious in her heart.

"He said to come here at four o'clock in the afternoon, isn't it yet?" Jiang Chunfen looked at his daughter with a funny face: "Don't worry, your Uncle Joe will never be late. He has a strong sense of time."

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang.

"Come!" Jiang Chunfen said, and hurriedly walked over to open the door, and Wang Zimeng followed when he saw it.

The door opened, and Qiao Yuan stood at the door in casual clothes, with big bags and small bags of food in his hand, because tonight he will cook in person and perform well in front of Wang Zimeng!

"I'm not late, am I?" Qiao Yuan had a slightly stiff smile, and his nervous heart jumped to his throat.

"Zimeng, my name is Uncle Qiao!" Jiang Chunfen greeted Wang Zimeng quickly when he saw it.

Wang Zimeng was not stage fright, and looked at Qiao Yuan with a very warm smile: "Hello Uncle Qiao, welcome!"

"Hello Zimeng!" Qiao Yuan responded with a smile, and Jiang Chunfen had let the speaker into the room.

Wang Zimeng pulled Jiang Chunfen's sleeves quietly behind him, and said in a low voice with excitement, "Mom, Uncle Qiao is so young!"

Jiang Chunfen blinked gently: "Right?"

Wang Zimeng nodded without hesitation: "And it's more handsome than I thought!"

Seeing her daughter's reaction, Jiang Chunfen knew that her first impression of Qiao Yuan was very good.

Qiao Yuan carried his things into the living room, and gently put a packaging bag in his right hand on the sofa: "Zimeng, Uncle Qiao bought you a gift, I hope you like it."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Chunfen couldn't help but stepped forward and looked at the vegetables and meat in Qiao Yuan's hands and said, "Or I will do it."

"No, you accompany Zimeng. I will cook today." Qiao Yuan pretended to speak naturally, but he was still nervous.

He didn't know why he was so nervous, after all, what big storms and waves hadn't been seen?

Maybe he cares about Jiang Chunfen so much and wants to make a good impression in front of Wang Zimeng so much that Qiao Yuan is at a loss.

Jiang Chunfen knew that Qiao Yuan wanted to show it on purpose, so he decided to give him this opportunity and nodded: "That's it. If you want to use the kitchen or don't use it, just call me."

Qiao Yuan nodded neatly, and then carried his things into the kitchen as if fleeing.

Mother Jiang Chunfen looked at Qiao Yuan's back from behind and couldn't help but laugh at each other.

"He is cooking for the meal he is learning today. I don't dare to pack the ticket if it tastes good." Jiang Chunfen sat down on the sofa and looked at Wang Zimeng.

Wang Zimeng thinks this Uncle Qiao is really interesting. For the first time to come to learn how to cook, it would be better to go out to eat and save trouble.

But from this it can also be seen that Uncle Qiao's emphasis on this meeting is basically equivalent to special preparation for talent.

It's just this talent, it doesn't seem to be particularly successful.

Because 20 minutes later, smoke began to leak from the cracks in the kitchen door.

Wang Zimeng was facing the kitchen door and saw the white smoke floating outside. He couldn't help but greet Jiang Chunfen: "Mom, go and help Uncle Qiao. Is he cooking inside? Or is he doing alchemy inside? Why is there so much smoke?"

Jiang Chunfen looked back and saw the white flowers inside the transparent glass door of the kitchen, full of smoke, and Qiao Yuan's real body could not be found.

Jiang Chunfen thought it was on fire, so scared he got up and rushed over. As soon as he opened the door, the white heat instantly hit his face. Jiang Chunfen was taken aback and found that the white gas was not smoke, but steam!

"Why don't you turn on the range hood? You are so white, what can you see?" Jiang Chunfen walked into the kitchen angrily and funny, and when the steam dissipated, he saw Qiao Yuan cutting meat on the chopping board.

Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "It's okay, I can see it."

Jiang Chunfen reluctantly shook his head, stepped forward to turn on the hydraulic press, and then leaned to Qiao Yuan's side and said, "I'll help you do it. It's also faster to do this."

"Chunfen, why am I so nervous?" Qiao Yuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Chunfen seriously, and said something like this.

Jiang Chunfen smiled and said, "Since I told you that when I took you to see Zimeng on the weekend, you said you were nervous. How many days have it been since your nervousness has not passed? It's just a child, and I don't know why you are nervous. "