The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

   Chapter 338 You are the benefactor of our family

  Gu Yanan collected his mind and stepped forward.

   "Everything is ready. The matter of Kong Chuang has completely knocked out the signboard of Su Nian. There are many people who come here today, but those who have not registered for consultation are probably waiting to see."

  Si Xinghe nodded, "No hurry."

  The ability of the little princess is there, and it is only a matter of time before it is recognized.

   "My dad and the others haven't come yet?" Si Xinghe asked again.

   The answer this time was Shizhou, "The old man accompanied his wife to the class reunion, and when the old man heard about it, he followed and said that he would go to celebrate with the young lady later."

  Si Xinghe knew the old man's purpose after a little thought, and couldn't help but laugh.

   "You're so old, and you're still jealous of declaring sovereignty."

   He shook his head speechlessly, "Let's go, it's time for me to go out and show my face."

   There is a big stage in the square of the commercial street. At this time, a performance is being performed. Guan Bao and others stopped when they saw the actors who were good at singing and dancing on the stage.

   "As expected of the Si family and the dynasty, they actually invited the most popular ONE girl group."

   "What is this, I heard that the President's Office has sent congratulations."

   "The current president is the one from the Bu family. What is the relationship between the Bu family and the Si family? Well, it's like a family. I must congratulate you both in public and private."

   Guan Bao was too lazy to listen to the sour words of these people, "Come on, Jojo, let's go find Niannian."

  Su Muqiao's phone just rang. She glanced down, then shook her head, "My sister is looking for me, I'll go over first."

"Oh well."

   Guan Bao was a little disappointed, watching Su Muqiao's back disappear into the crowd, and then turned around and walked towards Su Nian's store.

  Si Niannian never imagined that it would be so popular when it opened, and just opened the door, a group of people gathered in front of the door, a lot of people buying medicine, and some of them are old customers of the online store.

   "Miss, no one has registered yet."

   Zhao Bin went upstairs and said to Si Niannian.

  Si Niannian was still seeing medical skills. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled, "It's okay, don't worry."

   dong dong dong.

  Bian Churou knocked on the door and walked in. She is Bian Jiang's daughter, five years older than Si Niannian. She has outstanding facial features, but she is a bit simple, she loves to laugh, and is especially friendly.

   "Miss, someone has sent a congratulatory gift outside, and you are asked to sign for it in person."

  Her voice was like an oriole, so good that life would never get bored at all.

  Si Niannian nodded with a smile, got up and walked out, and when they went downstairs together, he asked, "Are you still used to being here?"

The smile on Bian Churou's face deepened, "Of course I'm used to it, the environment here is very good, and my colleagues are very kind to me. I never thought that I could work in such a good place after graduating from junior high school. Thank you so much, miss."

   "It's not like you don't need to call me miss, just call me Nian Nian."

   "No, my father said that you are our family's benefactor, you must be respected."

  Si Niannian had no choice but to let her call.

   In the lobby on the first floor, guests gathered, and the counter was full of people, all asking about the efficacy of various medicines, and there were also many people queuing up in front of the cashier to pay.

   In the rest area on the left side of the elevator, two men in black suits were standing there. When they saw Si Niannian, they were very respectful.

   Next to them was a large box about half a person's height. It was beautifully packaged, and there were several balloons on it. There were a lot of funny little patterns and hearts painted on the balloons.

   (end of this chapter)