The group pet Xiaojiaobao is an almighty boss, beautiful and sassy

Chapter 17 The Adopted Son Who Can't Get On The Table?

"What do I need to do."

Jiang Qingmo was extremely puzzled by her words, Song Mian and Feng Wei should be the ones who should be worried.

Fang Juexia still tends to her family's not-so-good background, so she made a few more remarks.

"I told you before when I was in the gymnasium. That coach Feng knows quite a lot of people. It is said that he even knows the housekeeper of the Sheng family. You know the Sheng family, right? Family."

"If you really offend him, it's over if you offend the Sheng family!"

Although he was jealous, he had to admit that Jiang Qingmo's figure skating level was really high, and it would be too worthless to ruin his figure skating career for this kind of thing.

"The Sheng family?"

Jiang Qingmo slightly raised his eyelids, and a slight smile could not help but appear on his lips.

Why hasn't she heard from Aunt Qin that she knows someone like Feng Wei?

"You don't even know the Sheng family!" Fang Juexia was shocked by her calm reaction.

Where did Jiang Qingmo come from?He didn't even know about the famous Sheng family.

"Ahem...Listen up."

"Ordinary rich people or people who suddenly become rich can only be called nouveau riche. Those who have been rich for three generations can be called rich, but like the Sheng family , can be said to be the richest of the rich."

According to unreliable sources, the Sheng family must have a history of at least two or three hundred years.

After two or three hundred years, it can still stand still, which is enough to show how deep the Sheng family's family background is.

"Most of the Sheng family's industry is concentrated overseas, and only a very small part is in Tongjiang. Just this, it still occupies one-third of the market in Tongjiang. Moreover, their second master is also the commander of a certain field area."

It can be said that the business and military circles are flourishing.

Jiang Qingmo saw her mentioning the rise of the Sheng family, tried her best not to laugh, and nodded along with her words.

"Of course, the most powerful one belongs to Mrs. Sheng. I heard that Mrs. Sheng went to the battlefield when she was young."

The heroic female general is really impressive just thinking about it.

"However, such a powerful family doesn't have many heirs, and Dafang only gave birth to one. It is said that he is quite handsome."

Hmm... not only handsome, but also sick.

"Second Master Sheng has not been married for many years, and adopted one directly. Hey, why is the life of that adopted son so good?"

"Adopted son?"

"Yes, that's what people outside say. After all, no one has seen it before. I guess, it's someone who won't be able to make it to the stage."

Can't get on the stage.

well.

Jiang Qingmo was ready to scold.

"So you should now understand the fate of going against Feng Wei. The housekeeper he knew used to follow the old lady in the rain of bullets."

"I advise you, it's better to quickly find a step and go down. You know what kind of person she is, Song Mian, and you just lock that cabinet later."

Anyway, today's dumb loss, she Jiang Qingmo has to eat if she doesn't eat.

"late."

"Huh? Why is it late?"

Jiang Qingmo skating directly out of the ice rink, turned his head and raised his voice: "Just now, I drove him away."

Fang Juexia was stupefied with half a dried sweet potato in his mouth, and he didn't react for a long time.

she opened?
She fired her own trainer!
Jiang Qingmo, is she crazy!
Back in the dressing room, Jiang Qingmo put down her hair that had been coiled all day, and the black hair fell down, leaving the traces of the rubber bands on the black hair, forming creases and curls.

Just as he was about to change his skates, the phone in his backpack vibrated suddenly. When he picked it up, Jiang Qingmo remembered to report to his aunt that he was safe.

"Hey! Momo, how is your body? Does it matter? Is Xiao Cheng still by your side!"

After answering the phone, before she could speak, the other party anxiously asked a lot of questions in a tone full of self-blame.

"If it weren't for something temporary today, I would have gone to watch the game."

"Auntie, I'm fine."

"How can it be okay? When grandma saw the game, she was so anxious that she almost ran to the scene."

"It's troublesome for my aunt and grandma, but I'm really fine now. You know, I'm an old problem."

"Really okay?"

"It's really okay."

Jiang Qingmo repeatedly assured that Mrs. Sheng reluctantly believed her words.

Heaved a sigh of relief, he wanted to ask her if she saw Sheng Yu, and thought it better not to mention that grievance.

"It's good that it's okay. I knew that our family, Momo, would turn bad luck into good luck. My aunt won't have time to congratulate you on winning the world championship this time. When the curtain is over, I'll go home sometime. You celebrate and celebrate."

"Okay~ I just want to drink the chicken soup stewed by my aunt. Oh, by the way, Aunt Qin, I want to ask Aunt Qin if she knows someone named Feng Wei." Jiang Qingmo leaned on the locker room cabinet, curling her hair with one hand The corners of the lips are slightly raised.

"Feng Wei? Wait a minute."

The phone was not hung up, Jiang Qingmo could even hear the sound of walking, presumably the auntie went directly to Aunt Qin.

"Feng Wei? I have a little impression of this name. Isn't he the lady's coach?"

The housekeeper, Aunt Qin, is the same age as the old lady, and she has worked in the Sheng family for more than 40 years. Not to mention the younger generation, even the uncle of the Sheng family has to be called Aunt Qin respectfully in front of her.

Although the temples are already gray, they look more energetic than young people.

"Did you know him personally?"

(End of this chapter)