Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 213 Let the mother-in-law work for the son-in-law, thanks to your thinking
Putting the clothes on the door of the bathroom, Jiang Cheng walked out of the room.

There are four rooms on the second floor of Jiang's house, and four rooms on the third floor.

Jiang Feng and his wife brought Jiang Luochi to live on the third floor, while Luo Mingqi, Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Luojia lived in rooms on the second floor.

Before Jiang Song came back, there was a room on the second floor that had been vacant, and it happened to be renovated for Jiang Song to use.

Jiang Cheng came out of his bedroom, turned right and walked into Jiang Song's room.

At this time, Jiang Song was reading in the room after taking a nap. Seeing Jiang Cheng coming in, he raised his eyes to look her up and down, put down the book in his hand and waved to Jiang Cheng with a smile.

"wake up?"

Jiang Cheng sat next to Jiang Song on the soft beige fabric sofa, leaned his head on Jiang Song's shoulder, and gently sucked his nose.

There was a faint scent of rose shower gel on Jiang Song's body, as well as the long-lost scent of his mother, whom Jiang Cheng had been lusting after since he was a child.

"What book does mom read?" Jiang Cheng asked, already reaching out to pick up the book on the coffee table.

Jiang Song just read a book on business management.

Jiang Cheng heard from Jiang Song that he was a teacher in the Northwest Women's Prison, and would give some financial or management courses to the inmates.

"Mom, do you plan to go to Uncle's company in the future?" Jiang Cheng flipped through a few pages of the book in his hand, and found that Jiang Song had made notes on many places.

Jiang Song's handwriting is very familiar to Jiang Cheng. It is not a feminine, youthful and delicate handwriting. On the contrary, it is very powerful, belonging to that kind of strong and powerful handwriting.

People often say that words are like people. In fact, Jiang Song had a strong personality when he was young, and his abilities were not inferior to a man.

When asked, Jiang Song hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his thoughts.

"Your uncle mentioned that I will manage the Jiang family together with your aunt in the future, but I am afraid that I am not suitable for management, so I will leave your uncle behind.

…Su Chongyi came to me two days ago and took a copy of Songyi’s equity transfer letter. He wants to transfer 20.00% of Songyi’s shares to my name! "

Jiang Song paused when he said this, and turned his head to see Jiang Cheng's reaction.

There was a little shock in Jiang Cheng's eyes, he didn't interrupt Jiang Song, and waited for her to continue.

"I checked Songyi's strength on the Internet, and I didn't expect him to be so generous!" Jiang Song said with a faint smile.

"He must be guilty!" Jiang Cheng moved his head towards Jiang Song's neck again, rubbing against her shoulder.

"After all, all the suffering my mother has suffered for so many years is all because of him!"

Even if it's just a misunderstanding!

Jiang Song raised his right hand, touched Jiang Cheng's small face, and shook his head slightly.

"When we were in college, we set up an investment fund. Although it was only a prototype at that time, we didn't invest much money. But I didn't expect that he had been operating it for so many years, and Songyi Investment was established in this way, so he Say I deserve it!"

Hearing that, Jiang Cheng raised his head, looked at Jiang Song with clear black eyes, and scanned Jiang Song's face, trying to see something from her expression.

There was not much expression on Jiang Song's face, it was always quiet and peaceful.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help asking: "Then mom wants to go to Songyi?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's straightforward question, Jiang Song didn't answer in time, which seemed to be a tacit consent.

"Will you object?" Jiang Song asked without answering.

Jiang Cheng's thick eyelashes flickered twice, and she really thought about it, but she couldn't tell what it was like.

"I respect my mother's choice, but if my mother simply thinks that you are more interested in financial investment, I can also talk to Yu Shi about letting you go to Shiye."

Jiang Song was amused by Jiang Cheng's words, and unconsciously poked her forehead with his fingers.

"Let the mother-in-law work for the son-in-law! You can figure it out!"
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On the way back, Jiang Cheng also told Fu Yushi these words, which made Fu Yushi chuckle.

After laughing, Fu Yushi gave his own opinion.

"The predecessor of Songyi Investment was indeed initiated by an investment fund, and everyone in the industry knows this. Uncle Er is a financial wizard, and he had the vision to engage in financial investment as early as 20 years ago.

If Songyi Fund had its mother join at that time, there is no doubt that it owns Songyi's shares now.

As for whether to go to work there or not, that's another matter! "

After Fu Yushi finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Cheng on the co-pilot, and found that her brows were slightly frowned, and she freed her right hand to pinch his fair face.

"Why worry? Mom doesn't worry about life even if she doesn't work in the future! There is no need to worry about future work. The most important thing now is to take good care of your body!"

It was Fu Yushi who drove the car when he went out today.

"Boss Fu, can you concentrate, the lives of me and the child are in your hands?" Jiang Cheng glared at Fu Yushi in protest, then reached out and rubbed the left side of his cheek that he had pinched.

Fu Yushi laughed, honestly put his hands on the black steering wheel, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Cheng had said the same thing on the second day of the new year.

It's just that his life was tied to this little woman at that time.

A black Land Rover drove through the evening streets.

When passing by Shangmao Street, Jiang Cheng stopped the car.

Fu Yushi swiped half a circle with his right hand in the direction, and parked the Land Rover in front of a convenience store according to Jiang Cheng's wishes.

The convenience store here has a kind of homemade dried fruit. In the past, Jiang Cheng would buy some every time he came over, and there are a few that suit her taste.

"I'll go with you!" Fu Yushi unbuttoned his seat belt while talking.

"No, I'll be out soon!" Jiang Cheng had already opened the car door with his right hand, but when he saw Fu Yu, he wanted to get out of the car and stopped him.

"This is not a parking area, it will be photographed by the traffic police, wait for me to come out soon!"

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, she took her mobile phone from the center console and opened the door to get out of the car.

Fu Yushi's cell phone rang at this moment, so he didn't follow, but picked up his cell phone and connected the call.

The door and windows of the convenience store are all made of transparent glass, and when Jiang Cheng entered the convenience store, he could see Fu Yushi's black Land Rover when he turned around.

Through the fallen window glass of the car, Jiang Cheng could see Fu Yushi was holding a phone call while looking at Jiang Cheng at a glance.

Even though there was a distance, Jiang Cheng could still feel the deep and distant gaze of the other party.

Jiang Cheng raised his right hand to greet Fu Yushi, and suddenly felt like being watched by his parents all the time.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, not many people came to the convenience store to shop.

Because Jiang Cheng's appearance was outstanding, and his skin was much fairer than others, he attracted the attention of several people as soon as he entered the door.

"Senior Jiang!"

Although she didn't name her by name, Jiang Cheng could still confirm that someone was calling her.

Jiang Cheng stopped picking food from the shopping basket, turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

The person who greeted her was a big boy wearing glasses. He was not tall, with a thin body and a pair of eyes.

Jiang Cheng was sure she had seen this boy before, but she couldn't name him.

The other party seemed to see Jiang Cheng's confusion, and touched the back of his head with his right hand, showing a simple and honest smile.

(End of this chapter)