Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Mr. Ding, your knowledge is really profound. Your understanding of the economic system is an eye opener!"

Nangong Jin sincerely exclaimed.

Just now, Nangong Jin had a lot of knowledge about Ding Lei.

Ding Lei wears a decent casual dress, crocodile leather pointed shoes and a glittering Baijiali diamond inlaid watch on his wrist, which is enough to show that he is young and rich and has good taste.

Hearing Nangong Jin's praise, Ding Lei smiled implicitly: "Nangong is always a woman who doesn't let men. Nanlong group takes care of it in an orderly manner and has a great momentum of flying. After investing in new shares this time, maybe another female stock god will be born."

Ding Lei's implicit and polite praise made Nangong Jin feel very useful, but she didn't show any joy or pride. She just smiled and said, "Mr. Ding is flattered. Thanks to your help, the formalities can be completed so quickly this time. It was agreed yesterday. I'll host you tonight and invite you to dinner."

"How can I let a lady spend money? That's the greatest humiliation of a gentleman. I've arranged a feast and I'll wait for Nangong to sit down." Ding Lei stood up slowly. His slender figure was very fit and graceful when he walked.

"Please, Mr. Nangong!" Ding Lei went to the door and made a gentleman's gesture of invitation.

Nangong Jin is not hypocritical. Ding Lei helped her a lot. It's right to treat her to dinner and thank her. In addition, Ding Lei's investment company still has cooperation with Nanlong group, so it should deepen its friendship.

"Let's go!"

"The driver is down there!" Ding Lei led the way, and the two walked out of the company one after another.

Summer nights always make the light stay longer, but today is a little gloomy. Before 8 o'clock, the sky is dark, like a huge wall pressing on the head, and there are faint thunder and lightning whistling in the clouds. It seems that the heavy rain will soon pour down.

Ding Lei was very careful and followed Nangong Jin with an umbrella in his hand.

Unfortunately, the light rain really drifted down.

Ding Lei quickly put his umbrella on Nangong brocade's head and said with a smile, "be careful!"

"Thank you!" Nangong Jin Wanyan smiled and went to Ding Lei's car. He quickly protected his head with his hand and let Nangong Jin in.

Ding Lei then went in with him and sat down next to Nangong Jin and leaned closely against him.

Although Nangong Jin felt uncomfortable, he didn't show an unhappy expression. He moved half a foot to the side, and his eyes immediately fell out of the window.

"Drive!" Ding Lei said faintly.

The black Mercedes Benz business rose lightly and soon drove towards great wealth in the face of increasing rain.

"President Nangong, I heard you got married?" Ding Lei suddenly asked a sensitive question.

Zhennan knows that Nangong Jin is married and married a waste man. He eats with women all day. Although Ding Lei's words have no special meaning, they have a rather harsh tone.

"Yes!" Nangong Jinxiu frowned lightly and answered faintly.

"I really envy him. I don't know how lucky I have been to marry Nangong Zong!" Ding Lei sighed, his eyes were hurt, and he seemed to laugh bitterly at himself, "I don't have such good luck."

Nangong Jin felt that the atmosphere in the car was strange and quickly changed the topic: "by the way, manager Ding, I heard that you always got a scholarship when you studied in country m. It's not easy. You must study very hard?"

"Ha ha - it's just a habit. My father taught me since I was a child that knowledge is power. Only knowledge can change my destiny. I just want to be myself and don't want to be influenced by my family. If I don't study hard, I have to go home and help. I don't want to go back." Ding Lei smiled helplessly.

"Oh? What do you do at home?" Nangong Jin asked curiously.

Ding Lei looked straight at him and couldn't see what his mood was. Youyou said, "my father was engaged in foreign trade at home. When he was young, he always ran in more than a dozen countries. I don't want to be like him. I just want to have my own career and pursuit."

Nangong Jin took a few puffs from the corner of his eye and did foreign trade in more than a dozen countries. Isn't that a multinational company?

The young master of a large multinational company, however, came out to be an investor and refused to inherit hundreds of millions of wealth. However, he came out to suffer and said that he was miserable. He could almost kill 99% of the people.

Ding Lei seemed to have nothing to be proud of. He said faintly, "in fact, I'm also very bitter."

Nangong brocade unconsciously rolled her eyes.

"By the way, President Nangong, what's your job?" Ding Lei asked.

"Work in the company!" Nangong Jin hesitated and said without expression.

"Nanlong company?" Ding Lei's eyes flashed.

"Yes!"

Ding Lei gently leaned back to his seat and said with a smile: "in fact, it doesn't matter where he works. The key is to have his own career and pursuit. It must be young Junjie who can make Nangong fall in love with him?"

"Er -" Nangong Jin smiled. Lin Xiao's recent actions suddenly flashed in his mind. He was calm and calm when saving people, wild and unrestrained when fighting, and always had a warm smile on his face.

Apart from these days, Nangong Jin always felt a little lost. At the moment, Ding Lei mentioned Lin Xiao, and she blurted out: "he is really good."

"Really?" Ding Lei was slightly stunned, hesitated and asked, "but I heard that your husband has a nickname, what is Nangong Lin Shao soft rice king? Must be someone else's nonsense?"

Nangong Jin's face was a little ugly and said coldly, "outsiders can only talk. Manager Ding doesn't have to listen to their nonsense."

"Hehe, I'll just say, how can Nangong always marry a waste." Ding Lei's eyes were gloomy.

"Is it coming?" Nangong Jin frowned and asked.

"Five more minutes! There's a traffic jam today!" The driver replied.

They didn't continue to talk about Lin Xiao. Ding Lei raised several more topics. Nangong Jin seemed a little depressed and didn't respond much.

Ding Lei knew that it was not appropriate to greet too much at this time, so he pursed his mouth and looked out of the window.

When the car arrived at its destination, the heavy rain suddenly stopped. This is the case with summer rain. Thunder can always be heard, and the sky is clear.

"The rain comes and goes quickly!" Ding Lei waited outside the car with an umbrella and smiled at Nangong Jin who came out of the car.

"At least it's cool!" Nangong Jin responded casually.

"Please!"

To nangongjin's surprise, the whole hall was empty. Only a dozen waiters in white overalls stood on both sides. When they saw them enter, they bent down and saluted immediately.

"Welcome distinguished guests!"

Nangong brocade was stunned.

Ding Lei hurried forward and said vaguely, "I've wrapped up the whole upper platform. It only belongs to the two of us tonight!"

Nangong Jin stopped and hesitated for a few seconds. She felt that this scene was inappropriate and quite in a dilemma.

Pa Pa!

Suddenly, Ding Lei clapped his hands.

I don't know where to drill out a team of musicians, holding a variety of musical instruments, playing beautiful and relaxing music.

With the sound of music, Ding Lei invited Nangong Jin to sit again.

Nangong Jin thought to herself that she was just having a meal. The other party helped so much that she would treat the meal as her own.

"Manager Ding! Today's meal is on me!" Nangong Jin said that and walked to his seat.

The three chefs are preparing all kinds of materials, cooking in the open air, the most orthodox Western food in M country, and the fragrance of accessories has penetrated into their noses with the breeze.

"Nangong, please sit down!"

Pop!

Ding Lei snapped his fingers and immediately walked out of a foreigner with a bottle of wine without trademark in his hand. He respectfully handed it over and inadvertently touched his finger.

Ding Lei looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, took the red wine, opened the cork with a smile, and then went to the side of Nangong brocade, filled her with goblets, and said with a smile: "how can we eat Western food without Lafite? Everyone drinks Lafite in 1982. I like it in 1981. It's a special collection. Nangong always tastes it!"