Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

"High tech industries are not much involved. It's better to say that they are backward." Yang Fan had a hunch when he received a call from Jiang Zhao this afternoon that there was no competition between the Min family and their company. However, other companies could not compete if they wanted to compete. They picked up some soup at most. Most of them were government AA projects, which were fat and many. Jiang Zhao's wife is min Zikai's ex fiancee. You don't have to think about it. You also guessed about it.

Gu Qin is the last person to beat around the Bush in such a meeting environment, because it is rare to have a meeting, so he should say the important things, "boss, none of the seven or eight things our company is doing now is engaged in trade. If we really want to compete with the Min family, I'm afraid we'll have to start another stove."

Jiang Zhao looked at the report and replied to Gu Qin, "no, I remember that last time I asked you to register a building materials company for easy billing. Tomorrow you asked someone to talk to the Min family about how to get to Canada. The unit price of ceramic tiles is high, the insured price is also high, and the quantity should be large. You calculate, if something happens to this batch of goods, how much will he have to pay? "

"Boss? Is that all? " Yang Fan frowned. It's not like Jiang Zhao's style. Lose some money? If there's a holiday, you'll lose some money?

"I have a lot of things to do recently. I don't have time to come." Jiang Zhao thought, "so next, if you are free, you can find someone who is difficult to check, register a bag company, and then talk to the Min family about goods. You should know how to do it like it. The Min family lost money and wants to make money. Hang min Zikai more and let him smuggle."

"Smuggling?"

"Smuggling?" Yang Fan and Gu Qin asked in unison, boss, you are a vice persimmon leader. You still want to frame up after blackmail. What did min Zikai do? It's not really because of robbing your wife, is it?

"Yes." Jiang Zhao lightly responded, "smuggling." Jiang Zhao repeated, not forgetting to add another sentence, "Er, just like you smuggled in those years, just make his share bigger, but don't get caught as easily as you did."

Yang Fan and Gu Qin looked at each other, took a smoke from the corners of their mouths, then looked at Jiang Zhao, and said: boss, is that how you hold people's pigtails and never let go? And we were not so easy to get out at the beginning. Otherwise, how could we sell ourselves to you as slaves? So willing.

Jiang Zhao looked at their expressions and pulled out the curve of the successful silk annihilation plan from the corner of his mouth.

Smuggling? He thought it was light. He thought of this first for the time being. Maybe he slept and found that there was a better way, so he had to try.

Those who dare to threaten him and, more importantly, those who dare to covet his wife should be punished for life.

Jiang Zhao had a meeting with Yang Fan and Gu Qin until 1 am. Jiang Zhao was satisfied with the data in the quarterly report. Looking at Jiang Zhao's nod, Yang Fan said, "boss, do you have to relax the quarterly bonuses and holidays?"

Jiang Zhao smiled with his lips, and even a pair of shining eyes overflowed with a meaningful smile, "yes, an inch of time is an inch of gold, an inch of gold is difficult to buy an inch of time, isn't it?"

Yang Fan hung his shoulders in frustration. Doesn't this mean that they should have stayed in prison and sat in prison, but now they enjoy freedom outside. Is it worth more than anything?

Gu Qin glanced at Yang Fan and said contemptuously, "promising!"

Jiang Zhao drove away from the "qinzhen building". He had already told Ye Er to go home and sleep at night. Now think about it, he is so tired that he can only sleep at home. He had no intention to do the things he originally planned to do.

When he came home, Jiang Zhao tried to make his movements lighter. It would be better if he and ye'er were alone. Now the family lives together. He is always afraid that it will affect the old man's rest.

Where he entered the door, he specially installed a line of ground light, which only shone on the shoe cabinet for one circle, which would not be too bright and would not be unable to see the shoes. Seeing some voices in the hall, I thought about who forgot to turn off the TV.

I changed my shoes and prepared to go upstairs to take a bath. When I walked through the hall, I saw that the Korean drama at midnight was still playing on the TV. The sound was very weak. The TV watchers had fallen asleep with their backs to the TV. They covered a thin blanket and had long curly hair. They leaked some out of the sofa. At this time, they couldn't see that they had been dyed.

She walked over, squatted down, picked up the woman's hair, rubbed it in her hand, and smelled it on her nose. It was very fragrant. She added some essential oils to the shower gel at home, which was not too strong, but the aroma was very long, straight into the pores.

Ye Er felt that his hair was pulled a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his backhand and hit Jiang Zhao's hand, "annoying."

Jiang Zhao smiled, "good boy, go upstairs and sleep."

"Don't make trouble." Ye Er slapped him again.

Jiang Zhao thought about that time. When she took a thermos bucket to bribe him, she also fell asleep at the door. He scared her and was almost slapped by her. It's good to say you're docile.

Jiang Zhao is actually very careful, afraid to wake her up. As a result, Ye Er still wakes up.

Thinking that he had woken up, he stopped holding ye'er and wanted to put ye'er down, but ye'er hung the man's neck. The legs that had been put on the ground by the man suddenly retracted and forced, and hung on the man like a koala on a branch, unwilling to come down.

Instead of holding ye'er, Jiang Zhao let her hang on herself and touched the switch of the TV beside the stairs and the switch of the small lamp in the corridor. The TV slowly stood by and turned off. The corridor lights are on. Afraid of disturbing the rest of the family, he whispered, "come down and go by yourself."

"No, my husband." Ye Er plays tricks in a low voice.

"You're not a child. You have to hold it."

"I don't care. You held me first. You have to be responsible. You can't hold me if you want to. You can't hold me if you don't want to. If you want to hold me, you have to hold me to the end and take me back to my room."

"Oh, you still have reason. Who let you sleep below."

"Didn't I wait for you? Hum. " Ye Er supported wrongly.

Jiang Zhao's heart was soft and warm. He hugged the woman's ass and walked upstairs. "His mouth is like a chicken's ass."

Ye Er enjoyed playing with his head, "chicken fart - stock is delicious."

"Then I'll eat." Jiang Zhao began.

He chewed and licked and ate as he walked. Ye Er admired the man for going upstairs to do such things. He could walk so steadily without shaking. The man said, "who told you to wait for the door so late? Don't you know Xi Xiangxiang is waiting for your husband in bed?"

Ye Er chewed back and then chewed back, "I have no conscience. I'm not worried that you'll have dinner and drink again. You'll stand unstable and fall asleep. What if you catch a cold?"

"Oh, you care so much about your husband?" Jiang Zhao thinks the woman's small mouth is really sweet. Whether it's fake or not, it sounds comfortable. The small mouth is sweet and tastes sweet.