After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

He Fen didn't have a big opinion against the Qiao family, and he kept complaining. Qiao Xing's ears began to hurt when he listened to it.

The old man was also speechless. He sat there with a strange expression and listened to He Fen.

But maybe it was because he had been alone for too long. As He Fen talked, he couldn't help but laugh.

He also answered, "How old is the old man?"

"Oh, how old are you?" He Fen thought carefully, "I haven't remembered this yet, at least you are over 80, right?"

The old man nodded, "That's indeed quite a big deal."

"This old man was not in good health before. He was as sick as a medicine jar. Everyone thought he would not live to be seventy, but he lived to be over 80."

"So can we be saved this time?"

He Fen curled her lips and said with a look of disgust, "I'm afraid it won't work anymore. Anyway, I heard that I can't even eat. I think I'm in dire straits. I'm hanging up with infusion every day, and I don't have two days left to live."

The old man also looked a little melancholy, probably because he was the same age and had never met before, which gave him a feeling of sadness.

He Fen comforted him again, "My father-in-law, your health is much better than him. I think your body is strong enough to live another ten or eight years without any problem."

The old man smiled and said, "Then I'll lend you some good advice."

"Hey, I'm a very good judge of people. I said you can live to be 91 hundred years old, so I'm sure I won't be wrong."

He Fen and the old man were closer in age, and they couldn't keep their mouths busy. The two of them chatted quite happily.

Qiao Xing turned to look at Wang Qin and Wang Ye. Wang Qin was a little cramped sitting there, and she was afraid of getting the sofa dirty, so she only sat a little bit next to each other.

Wang Ye was still looking through the planning project he had written. Qiao Xing thought about it and walked to sit next to Wang Ye.

"cousin."

Wang Ye raised his head and glanced at her, grinning and said, "What's wrong with my cousin?"

Qiao Xing whispered: "I heard Qin Ce talk about opening a store. Are you planning this for him?"

"Ah, yes, this is my first time using this thing. My hair is almost falling out when I write it. Can you show me what you wrote?"

Qiao Xing took it and took a look at it. At first glance, her eyes blurred.

The layout above made her head hurt. The fonts were all the same. There were no big titles or paragraphs. At a glance, it was just densely packed words.

"You did this?"

After Qiao Xing asked, she realized that she seemed to have asked nonsense. No one except Wang Ye could make such a plan, so she nodded again, "You should be the one who did it."

Wang Ye scratched his head and asked sheepishly, "Is it okay? Can Qin Ce pass it for me?"

Qiao Xing caught a glimpse of Qin Ce coming in from the outside and said sarcastically, "I'm looking at Xuan."

"Ah, what to do then?"

"Don't worry, just show him first."

Wang Ye was a little hesitant. When he saw Qin Ce come in and hide the plan silently behind him, "Why don't you forget it and wait until I get back to study it."

Mainly because he was afraid that after showing it to Qin Ce, his investment would be gone.

Qiao Xing said, "What are you afraid of? It's just a plan. I think the analysis you wrote above is quite good. You should show it to him first. If it doesn't work, then change it."

"But if he doesn't understand and regrets it in a fit of anger, then my trip will not be in vain." "No, if he is so hasty and rejects you just because you have a plan that has no typesetting, he will never talk to you before. Let’s talk about opening a store.”

Wang Ye still hesitated.

"If you believe me, show it to him."

Seeing that Qin Ce had come over, Wang Ye was still a little nervous holding the document in his hand. He hadn't been so nervous for a long time. The last time he was so nervous was when he went to bed with Lily for the first time...

He would not have been nervous before, but now that he knew the identity gap between him and Qin Ce, he had to be nervous.

The two of them are like people from two different worlds. Qin Ce's current image in his mind is that he cannot climb mountains. If there is no business relationship, he can regard Qin Ce as his cousin-in-law.

If there is business dealings, then Qin Ce is his boss, his father, and he is also afraid of Qin Ce's businesslike appearance.

Qin Ce walked to Qiao Xing and first glanced at the old man and He Fen over there. The two were chatting happily.

Qiao Xing pushed Wang Ye, who suddenly stood up like a primary school student who was called out, and gave Qin Ce an awkward smile.

Qin Ce glanced at him and his eyes fell on the plan in his hand.

Wang Ye was targeted, so he could only hand over the documents, "This, this is my plan, take a look."

Qin Ce took the document and opened it at random. She was different from Qiao Xing. Qiao Xing felt pain in his head, but he felt pain in his eyes.

"You've never used office software?"

Wang Ye shook his head hurriedly, "No... I've been driving screws in the factory, so how could I have the chance to use these things."

Qin Ce glanced at it carelessly, then closed the document. He raised the plan in his hand, "Did you do this yourself?"

This was the first time that Wang Ye felt the oppression of his cousin-in-law, the kind of oppression that comes from a superior at work.

He licked his lips and nodded, "Yes."

As he spoke, he added hurriedly, "Oh, Bai Yi taught me how to use this software, but don't worry, I typed out these words one by one myself."

Qin Ce hummed, turned around and walked into the house, "Follow me."

Wang Ye glanced at Qiao Xing blankly, and Qiao Xing winked at him, "Go ahead, didn't I call you?"

"Oh." Wang Ye quickly chased after Qin Ce as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

Qiao Xing thought about it and followed him secretly to take a look. She had never seen Qin Ce at work and was a little curious.

Wang Ye followed Qin Ce to a study room, which was specially decorated for him by Qiao Xing. It was larger than the study room over there, but it was decorated according to the style there, and it looked like a working atmosphere.

Qin Ce walked to the sofa and sat down. He threw the documents on the table without looking at the plan.

He said to Wang Ye, "Since you wrote it yourself, I won't read it. Tell me your thoughts directly."

"Say it directly?" Wang Ye scratched his head. What he said was definitely not as detailed as the plan, because every time he went out, he would write down some ideas in his notebook, so that the stock plan was messy. very.

Qin Ce nodded and said, "Go ahead and say whatever you want."

"Then what I said may be... a bit incomplete."

"Just talk about the key points, no need for fancy embellishments." Qin Ce looked at him standing like a primary school student and raised his chin, "Sit down and talk."

Wang Ye hurriedly sat down. He considered it in his mind for a moment before speaking. (End of chapter)