Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Wen Qing quickly took the tissue and wiped her tears softly, taking the opportunity to block the joy in her eyes.

"Well, it's all my fault. I ran here on impulse just now. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Di Jing gave her a seven-digit compensation, and Di Bei agreed to transfer her to him.

The sacrifice she made today was completely worth it!

Wen Qing was happy in her heart. She couldn't cry now no matter how much she wanted to. She simply wiped away her tears and waited until the redness and swelling around her eyes went down a bit before giving Di Bei a pretending to be strong smile.

"I'm sorry to bother you today, so I'll go back first and wait for your good news at any time."

"Well, don't worry."

Di Bei also smiled and sent her out.

When the office door closed, the smile on Di Bei's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a haze.

How disgusting!

If Wen Qing hadn't been needed, he would have really wanted to chop off her claws!

Di Bei walked into the bathroom attached to the office with a sullen face, put his hand under the faucet, and rinsed it with disinfectant over and over again.

I washed it more than ten times before I suppressed the nauseating urge in my chest.

Except for Bai Shao, he could not tolerate any woman in the world touching him!

If Wen Qing dares to touch him again, he will definitely make her die an ugly death!

At noon the next day, as usual, a can of rich tonic soup was delivered to Di Jing's office.

Di Jing drank it all in one breath, then felt a little sleepy, so he took a nap.

When I woke up, I felt that my mental state had never been better.

Not only did my work efficiency get twice the result with half the effort that afternoon, but I even rushed to several social events in the evening without feeling tired at all.

Di Jing was very satisfied with this and called Di Bei again to praise him.

"Dad will keep your filial piety in mind. If you are busy in the future, let others make the soup. Don't get tired!"

"it is good."

Di Bei smiled and agreed, feeling that everything was going smoothly as never before.

He was originally thinking about how to get rid of the dirty water in the tonic soup, but Di Jing spoke up.

God is really going to help him. How could everything he planned not succeed?

Di Bei hung up the phone, turned back to the bed, and turned off the light.

Then I continued to keep my eyes open in the dark night, slowly waiting for dawn.

He had too many meetings today and came home too late. He couldn't go to the piano store to see Bai Shao. He might as well try his luck at the hospital tomorrow.

……

More than a week has passed, and Di Jing's physical condition is getting better and better.

Not only did I no longer feel dizzy that day, I even felt like I had so much energy that I couldn’t use it up.

Of course, sometimes after drinking the soup, I will feel too energetic and can't help but have wild thoughts.

In this situation before, Di Jing would go out to find a woman.

But it's different now.

Since he has already slept with the female secretary next to him, there is no difference between sleeping with him ten times and sleeping with him once.

The one million he gave out was not brought by the strong wind, so it had to be put to good use, right?

So every time Di Jing felt impulsive after drinking soup, he would call Wen Qing into the office and get on the bed, half-coaxing, half-cheating, so that he could relieve his anger.

Wen Qing cried so much that Lihua was reluctant to do so at first, but every time Di Jing would give her enough benefits, she gradually became less resistant.

She may not be able to catch Di Bei yet, so it would be nice to get more from Di Jing. In this way, the two of them developed from a half-hearted relationship to a concubine, and the serious and solemn office became a hotbed for their affair.

As Wen Qing became more and more obedient, Di Jing felt physically and mentally refreshed. He felt that he had regained the glory he had when he was thirty, and he couldn't be happier.

When he went out to meet a client, the client also asked him if he had any tips for rejuvenation and why he looked much younger than before.

Di Jing said with a smile on the outside, but he was extremely proud in his heart.

All the clients he can flatter are richer than him, but whose son is as talented, capable and filial as his?

Fortunately, he didn't listen to Li Na's instigation and really kicked Di Bei out of the house, otherwise he wouldn't be as happy as he is now.

Di Jing thought this in his heart, and felt more and more that he should win over Di Bei.

That night, he called Di Bei to go home for dinner.

Li Na became a vegetative state and stayed in the hospital for a long time. Only her father and son were left in the huge Di family.

Di Jing personally served Di Bei with vegetables and soup, and was filled with emotion.

"I always thought you were young and ignorant in the past, but now it seems that you are much more stable than when I was young. The sales department's performance has been very good recently, and the markets in several other cities have also been developed very well. Dad is very pleased."

"As long as Dad is happy." Di Bei replied respectfully, accepting all Di Jing's compliments.

However, the reason why he catered to Di Jing tonight and took time to go home for dinner was not just to listen to Di Jing's dry compliments.

Di Bei served Di Jing a bowl of soup and took the opportunity to talk to Di Jing about work.

"Dad, talking about developing the market, I remembered one thing. I had a project in the southwest market before. I made a budget and it cost about five million, but I only had one hundred yuan to approve the funds. Ten thousand. The remaining money has to wait for your approval. I wonder if you have seen it over there? "

"Oh?"

Di Jing raised his eyebrows: "I don't know about that. Maybe the finance department hasn't completed the review yet. I'll go to the company tomorrow to urge them."

"Thank you, dad. However, there are too many competitors in the southwest market. This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. The funds will not come through, which will delay the progress."

Di Bei tentatively discussed with Di Jing: "Dad, do you think you can increase the financial authority in my hand a little more, so that I won't delay things."

"Well, that's no problem." Di Jing agreed happily as he drank the soup scooped by his son.

Anyway, all large and small projects in the company have to go through him, and projects that don't work won't be approved at all. It's just a fund approval authority, it doesn't matter.

In order to show that he valued Di Bei, Di Jing finished the soup in the bowl in several sips, picked up a cloth to wipe his hands, and called the financial director on the spot.

"In the future, the project funds handled by Di Bei no longer need to be brought to me for signature. He can directly approve and sign the funds before allocating funds."

"That's...ok."

The financial director felt that this order came too suddenly and had certain risks, but Di Jing was consistent in the company, Di Bei also performed well, and the father and son were of the same mind, so she could not make the mistake of jumping out and being a bad guy.

After hanging up the phone, Di Jing looked at his son with a smile: "How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Of course, Di Bei was very satisfied with the result, but his expression remained calm, showing his unfazed demeanor: "Thank you, dad. I will definitely work harder to strive for more benefits for the company."

Di Jing nodded, as expected of his son, he is stable!

When he was happy, he continued to draw a pie for Di Bei: "Okay, it will be up to you from now on. Dad is old, and the company will be handed over to you one day!"

"Dad, you are still young, so you can't say such things."

Di Bei said with a smile, and the atmosphere between him and Di Jing became more fatherly and filial, warm and harmonious.

But where no one could see it, Di Bei glanced at the room where his mother Lin Jingqing once lived, with a sneer deep in his eyes.

Soon, everything in this family will soon belong to him! (End of chapter)