The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Wendy's brain flashed a light and suddenly realized it!

Today, King Qiao made an exception to take her shopping. It turned out to be grandpa's meaning.

She said, when King Qiao was full, he insisted on taking her for a stroll, and so generously brushed 10.42 million yuan. It turned out to be grandpa's will.

So Grandpa still loves her.

Ha ha ha ha!

Wendy couldn't stop laughing excitedly and shouted on her face: "King Qiao, now I have grandpa to support me. You can't bully me again in the future, otherwise I'll let you taste the little boxing loved by grandpa."

Love's little fist?

Qiao Chengxun's solemn cold face turned black again. He was childish with her.

"Get out."

"Li ~" the girl made a face at the cold faced king of hell, turned around and ran away.

……

Joe's old house.

After dinner, Wan Meizhen came to Qiao's old house with a health care product worth more than 100000 and rang the doorbell.

Half a ring, the door opened. It was an old maid who opened the door.

The maid recognized Wan Meizhen and said respectfully, "Miss Wan, you're here."

"Go and call Uncle Joe. I have something to find him!" Wan Meizhen didn't regard it as other people at all, and defiantly broke into the living room.

The maid was dissatisfied, but she didn't show it. Obediently, she went up to the second floor to call someone.

Wan Meizhen sat on the sofa and waited patiently for a few minutes. Master Qiao finally came down.

Wan Meizhen's impatient mood was quickly pressed down. Instead, she was pretending to be coquettish. She got up to meet him and hugged master Qiao's arm intimately.

"Uncle Joe, you must decide for me!"

"Meizhen, what's the matter? Who bullied you? " Master Qiao saw her face full of grievances, and a trace of pity appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He treated Wan Meizhen as his own daughter since childhood. He once had the idea of betrothing her to his son. Unfortunately, his son not only didn't call, but also talked about an object himself, that is, FengSi.

Later, FengSi died in a car accident, and his son collapsed. He wanted to take the opportunity to lead the two children, but his son was seriously blackened, so he couldn't open his mouth.

Until last month, his son suddenly took his wife home, master Joe had more or less some regrets in his heart.

Wan Meizhen said with a flat mouth, "I'm going to apply for brother Chengxun's secretary today, but, but..."

Then he squeezed out a few tears desperately and stopped talking.

After hearing what she said, master Qiao guessed that he had lost the election and angrily said, "what does that bastard think? Your ability and education are all right. Why didn't you choose you?"

Wan Meizhen said sadly, "in fact, I don't blame brother Chengxun. When I went to the interview, Ti was also there. Ti's possessive desire for brother Chengxun was too strong. She didn't want me to be so close to brother Chengxun."

Master Joe was still defending her, but when he heard her say that ti'er was there, he changed his mind.

"Meizhen, since it's what Ti means, you should also understand Cheng Xun. Their husband and wife have just got married and have a good relationship. Naturally, there is no room for sand."

"Uncle Joe, of course I know what you said. Since I was a child, my dream is to work in Joe's group. Even if it's not the Secretary of brother Chengxun, I'll be satisfied as long as I work in Joe's group. But, but I can't get in now, sobbing... "

Master Joe looked distressed and hurriedly comforted, "Meizhen, don't be sad first. Tell Uncle Joe what you want to do and Uncle Joe will arrange it for you."