The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

After reading the contract, Manager He signed his name without much hesitation, and then Nan Jingyou also signed.

After the contract was signed, Nan Jingyou took the initiative to shake hands with Manager He, "Manager He, we have a pleasant cooperation, and the future of Genting Hotel depends on you."

"Boss, it's a pleasant cooperation, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Manager He extended his hand back with a confident smile on his face.

Both of them were very satisfied with the conversation in the office.

After visiting the hotel, meeting people, and arranging work, Nan Jingyou felt that there was no point in staying in the hotel any longer. After saying goodbye to Manager He, he took his brother and You Che away.

In the afternoon, Nan Jingyou asked You Che to use his "superpowers" to find several places with few people and more fun.

Since Nan Jinghe had to go to work the next day, the three of them went back to the villa to rest after dinner.

The next morning, Nan Jingyou knew that his brother was going to discuss business, so he got up much earlier than before. When he went downstairs, Nan Jinghe was eating breakfast.

"Youyou, you got up so early today." Nan Jinghe put down the cup of milk. At this moment, there was not much breakfast left in front of him.

When You Che saw Nan Jingyou, he took the initiative to send breakfast to him, "Master, you came just in time, eat breakfast quickly."

As always, he set the tableware for Nan Jingyou and pulled out the chair. Nan Jinghe, who was opposite, saw this picture of "love and affection" and was glad that he had already finished breakfast, otherwise he was afraid that he would be too upset to eat.

After thinking for a long time, when You Che went to the kitchen, he finally choked out a sentence: "Youyou, You Che is like this at home, um... serve you?"

He pondered for several seconds before saying the word serve.

Nan Jingyou looked up at his brother and felt his ears were a little hot. He coughed twice and then smiled awkwardly, "Haha, brother, You Che is just too dedicated."

He was not used to You Che doing these things to him before. After refusing, You Che still did his own thing. Gradually, he got used to this way of getting along.

Unexpectedly, his brother pointed it out today, which made him feel embarrassed.

Nan Jinghe wanted to say something else, but when he saw You Che coming out of the kitchen, he had to shut up in confusion.

When Nan Jinghe went out, Nan Jingyou insisted on driving him, so today it was still You Che who drove the two brothers.

When they arrived at the place agreed by Nan Jinghe and the leader, he let Nan Jingyou leave.

Next, Nan Jinghe basically went out early and came back late. Three days later, he proposed to return to Beijing.

In the evening, the living room of the villa.

"Youyou, I bought a plane ticket for tomorrow morning. The case has been discussed. My master and I are going back to Beijing. We will come again later, but the time is uncertain. I will call you when the time comes."

Nan Jinghe sat on the sofa, looking at his brother's reluctant expression on the sofa opposite, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Nan Jingyou quickly adjusted his mood. He took out his mobile phone, operated it for a while, and then put it down.

Before Nan Jinghe could figure out the situation, he heard his mobile phone vibrating.

Because of the nature of his work, many mobile phone messages cannot be missed, so he quickly took out his mobile phone.

After clicking it, he found that it was a text message. After he finished reading the content of the text message, he felt even more uncomfortable.

But this kind of discomfort was not because he encountered unhappy things, but because he was too moved.

"Youyou, why did you transfer so much money to me? My work has been on the right track. I am no longer the poor guy with no money before." Nan Jinghe raised his mobile phone and waved it at Nan Jingyou.

Hearing this, I don't know if the word "poor fellow" touched Nan Jingyou's heartstrings, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He suddenly thought of his brother when he just graduated and started working.

When Nan Jinghe entered the law firm, he was just an intern, and his monthly salary could barely make a living in Beijing.

But even so, he still lied that his salary was quite high, and when Nan Jingyou was in college, he would transfer 500 yuan to him every month.

Although 500 yuan is not much, it is also saved by Nan Jinghe's frugality.

Obviously, his parents gave Nan Jingyou enough living expenses, and Nan Jingyou had been refusing, but Nan Jinghe still insisted.

Nan Jingyou knew that his brother was having a hard time when he accidentally heard his brother talking to a friend on the phone during the Spring Festival of his junior year.

At that time, he knew that his brother almost had to eat steamed buns to survive. Because of this, he was unilaterally angry with his brother for half a month, and his college life after that never made his brother

Transfer.

"Hey, Youyou, shouldn't I be the one who is touched? Why are your eyes red?" Nan Jinghe was a little at a loss. What he feared most was his brother's expression of wanting to cry or not.

That feeling was the same as a mother who couldn't bear to see her son cry.

Nan Jingyou sniffed and said in a muffled tone, "Brother, you can't refuse. Have you forgotten that you almost made me eat steamed buns when you transferred money to me before?"

Nan Jinghe couldn't help but walk to the opposite sofa and sit down, gently rubbing Nan Jingyou's hair, "Youyou has grown up, and your brother can enjoy your blessing."

This time, Nan Jingyou finally stopped complaining that his brother messed up his hair.

The reason why the transfer was so smooth this time was thanks to Xiaobai.

Ordinary people can't make large transfers so easily, but who is Xiaobai? He can give so many industries to Nan Jingyou legitimately, and it's not easy to help operate a large transfer.

After transferring the money to his brother, he transferred 5 million to his parents.

Oh my goodness, just after the transfer, the mother called.

There was a gentle voice on the other end of the phone, but the voice was a little anxious.

"Youyou, did you transfer so much money to your parents? You didn't do anything illegal, did you? We can't take that kind of dirty money."

Nan Jingyou turned on the loudspeaker, and this was heard by Nan Jinghe next to him. He laughed immediately after hearing it.

Hearing the familiar laughter, Nan's mother asked in confusion: "Jinghe, are you with your brother?"

"Yes, mom, I came to Hai City on a business trip and came to see Youyou by the way."

Nan Jingyou also answered at this time, "Mom, the money I gave you and dad is legal and compliant, you can use it with confidence, buy whatever you want in the future, don't worry about money, your son is promising now, you just wait to enjoy the good life."

Nan's mother on the other end of the phone did not doubt Nan Jingyou's explanation at all, and she felt so warmed to hear her little son's caring words.

"Okay, okay, Youyou is so good..." Nan's mother hadn't finished her words when another anxious shout came from the phone.

"Wife, let me say a few words to Youyou."

Nan's mother muttered softly on the phone, and Nan Jingyou and his brother didn't hear the content clearly, but they could probably guess that it was complaining about Nan's father.

After a few seconds, a refined middle-aged male voice appeared on the phone.

"Youyou, I'm your father. Do you miss me? I miss you so much. When will you come back to see us? If you don't have time, your mother and I will come to see you during the holidays, okay..."

Dad Nan didn't give Nan Jingyou a chance to speak, and he just kept talking for a long time.