Siheyuan: At the beginning, Qin Huairu regrets her marriage

What the hell are these requirements? A woman with lower requirements is more difficult to deal with.

"Well, I see, you go to work first."

Secretary Zheng didn't think too much about it, who knows what Mr. Wang meant, maybe he was just warm-hearted,

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On the other hand, Jiang Hua watches the stock market or the property market in the Tokyo metropolitan area every day.

This is a big business involving hundreds of billions, so nothing can go wrong.

He can't just rely on memory and make an arbitrary decision to sell time,

Because he, this little butterfly, caused a series of reactions.

Now RB's stock market is much hotter than at the same time in the previous life,

Even a lot of international hot money has been lurking in.

Even the current total market capitalization of the stock market is much higher than in previous lives, and of course it has not yet reached the peak of 4 trillion US dollars.

Jiang Hua is becoming more and more unable to see clearly the direction of the stock market, and now Japan's economy is going directly to heaven.

The bubble blows so big, you look at the people outside, it's a carnival of wild beasts.

Now RB taxis give a few big tickets, and they don't bring change.

Money is arrogance, Jianghua admires the people of Sakura Country,

The Rockefeller Building was bought, and the country was in a state of great excitement,

I don't know what their brain circuit is like, they have a butcher's knife on their necks.

As soon as the Plaza Agreement is signed, this beautiful country will come to harvest it.

After strolling around outside, suddenly a little beauty followed him all the way, Jiang Hua was a little flustered,

My buddies have already disguised themselves like this, with big windbreakers, sunglasses, and big hats.

It's all recognizable.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you here in Tokyo?"

Jiang Hua pretended not to hear, but he can't do anything to this girl from Matsushita's family,

If he knew she was here, Jiang Hua wouldn't come here,

The main reason is that there are several real estate agencies here, he came to ask the price,

Who knows that I met Miura, I haven't seen her for several years, and she hasn't been married yet.

He remembered that this girl seemed to be a little older than the little secretary, and there was no hurry to become an old leftover girl.

"Miss, are you talking to me, I'm sorry I don't speak Japanese!"

Ms. Miura said in Chinese proficiently: "Mr. Jiang, you are naughty again."

Jiang Hua was shocked. This chick can speak Mandarin better than him. He remembers that she can't speak Chinese.

Jiang Hua said again in proficient Japanese:

"Oh! Miss Miura, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so young."

"Mr. Jiang is the same, just like a young man in his 20s."

Jiang Hua took off his sunglasses and said, "Old man, I will be 50 soon, look at the wrinkles around my eyes."

"It's beautiful, mature, and manly."

Jiang Hua waved his hand and said, "Miss Miura, you should do your work first, I have to go to the airport."

Miura looked at him curiously: "Mr. Jiang, you are so afraid of me. In fact, I really don't think much about you. I just treat you like a very kind uncle next door."

Jiang Hua rubbed his nose: "That's it, let me tell you earlier, it will scare people's hearts out."

Jiang Hua patted his chest, if this girl is really crooked, he can't take responsibility.

"Since you call me uncle, I can't be stingy."

Jiang Hua took out a lady's watch from his pocket and handed it to her.

An inexpensive watch might cost around a few thousand dollars, and it was in the store at the time.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang, you gave me a watch, and I'll treat you to a meal."

Jiang Hua didn't want to eat sashimi, he still likes Chinese food.

But hospitality is hard to come by.

Once happy, drunk again.

Miss Miura could only send him back to the Far East Hotel.

The little secretary just got off work, and saw Miura Rina helping the boss upstairs.

She was slightly taken aback, and knew that the boss would not be idle and would call for service.

Look at the look just now, you are almost leaning into the arms of that girl.

She went upstairs quietly. The door of the boss' room was open.

So I took a peek at the door, hey!This woman is so beautiful,

To be a boss is to have a channel, such a beautiful woman, to be a star belongs to the top category.

Jiang Hua said intermittently in the room: "Little niece, uncle is so happy today!"

The little secretary thought to herself, the boss is playing really well, and she once used him as a template for her boyfriend.

In his heart, the tall image of the boss collapsed instantly,

"Hey! Hello miss, are you and Uncle Jiang together?"

The little secretary breathed a sigh of relief: "You said he was your uncle?"

"Yes, what's the matter, he is in his 40s and I am in my 20s, do you think we are related?"

The little secretary quickly shook her head: "I didn't think much about it, leave it to me!"

Miss Miura made a final confirmation: "Miss, who are you to him?"

"I'm his secretary. I just came back from get off work. Here is my work permit."

Jiang Hua got up suddenly, looking for a trash can to throw up.

The two hurried to help!

The three rolled into a ball, and Jiang Hua still yelled vaguely:

"Little secretary, bring me water, why is the carpet so soft today!"

Chapter 415 Panasonic Family Meeting

The next day, Jiang Hua rubbed his temples.

Miura, this little girl, can drink too much, why did she get drunk.

Jiang Hua got up to look at the sun outside, why is it so late.

Looking at the time, it's noon.

How he came back yesterday is a mess in his mind.

"Forget it, I don't think so much anymore, it's time to find something to eat."

At this time, the little secretary is working for a certain capitalist. As for what happened last night,

What can Jiang Hua do if he is so drunk? After she and Miss Miura put the boss to sleep,

Just went back to sleep, Miss Miura didn't even go back, and slept with the little secretary.

The two chatted for a long time, and they actually became friends. Do women's friendships come so quickly?

"Xiao Zheng, do you have time this weekend?"

"I don't know, the boss didn't arrange work for me, what's wrong, does Wang always have to work overtime?"

Wang Huzi has been brewing for a long time, and the more he likes Secretary Zheng, the more he likes it.

It's a match made in heaven, his son is not bad, although when he was young, he mixed with clubs,

I neglected my son, but luckily my son was upbeat and admitted to a good university.

After finishing his undergraduate degree, he went to Stanford to study as a graduate student.

But seeing that I am already 29 and not in a hurry for my personal life,

As a father, he can only find him in the company.

Although he is a member of the society, he is still very traditional. The first requirement for his daughter-in-law must be a Chinese.

The second degree should be a little higher, and the third one should be a little more beautiful on the basis of the first two points.

Undoubtedly, the little secretary has fulfilled all these requirements, which is too much in line with his requirements.

But it also depends on whether the son likes it or not.

Wang Huzi immediately replied: "Last time I told you that I would introduce you to a boy. This time, I have watched this boy for you for a long time. His character is completely fine. He is a graduate student from Stanford and now works in a multinational company. Going to work, why don't you go and see it on Sunday?"

The little secretary put down the pen in his hand and glanced at Mr. Wang. Why did he feel more anxious than her mother?

What was said last week, how could it be arranged? She thought Wang was always joking.

It's not easy to refuse, she can only say: "It depends on the situation, in case the boss has something to do on Sunday, I have no choice but to miss the appointment."

Mr. Wang patted his chest and said, "No problem, leave it on me. I'll go and say hello to Mr. Jiang, and he will let you go."

Secretary Zheng hurriedly said: "Don't tell the boss about this, I'm sorry, I have time on Sunday."

"Okay, I'll ask him to pick you up at the Far East Hotel at 9 o'clock on Sunday morning."

The little secretary waved his hand and said, "No need, there is still time to give me the address, I'll go find him."

If you go to the Far East Hotel, you will die of laughter if you are seen by the boss.

"How about that, how about I ask him to come to the company to pick you up at 10 o'clock."