The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Jun porcelain."

Seeing Jun Ci, Jun Shenglian sat down, with some documents, his expression was a little tired.

Jun Ci sat next to him and poured him a glass of water: "Uncle Wu, come to see me for something?"

Jun Shenglian nodded, took the glass of water that Junci handed over, and poured his head up: "When he said that he was going that day, I knew something was destined to happen."

He suddenly said this sentence, causing Jun Ci to raise his eyes and stare at him carefully.

After a sigh of relief, Jun Shenglian took out the folder in his hand and pushed it to Jun Ci: "He has arranged it a long time ago. Except for the property under the name of the Jun family, all his personal property in the country is I gave your father Jun Chengbai, foreign property and fund stocks to your mother Lydia."

"..."

Jun Shenglian looked at Junci's somewhat rare frowning expression, and smiled faintly: "I know you don't understand, and I don't really understand why he did this. He is the person who is used to calculations and speculations, maybe he is Think about everything. Everything he left behind should have been for the future. Now, they belong to your parents."

"Whether you believe it or not, maybe he really thought about it, and just live with your parents like that. We normal people can't speculate on him with common sense, we probably think he is a pervert."

Speaking of this word and using it on his younger brother, Jun Shenglian laughed at himself: "He has been used this word countless times since he was a child, and there are others. Anyway, he is feared and awed by others everywhere. Now, the only thing I have eaten is all in your hands."

"Jun Ci, in my eyes, you are really much scarier than him."

Jun Shenglian raised his chin toward the document: "Take these back to your parents for signing. As long as you sign, all this belongs to them."

"I know."

Junci directly reached out and covered the documents: "I will bring these to them. They will decide whether or not they want to. Thank you for coming here. Uncle Shenglian, if the Jun family needs help, you can tell me. , Maybe I will be interested."

Excluding Jun Chengyue, Jun Shenglian at least really let Jun Ci die.

Regardless of whether he obeys Jun Chengyue or not, he has a clear conscience for Jun Ci.

Jun Shenglian glanced at her, nodded firmly, and then left.

After waiting for Jun Shenglian to leave, Jun Ci collected the documents and prepared to go out, but halfway through, he saw Jiang Yi walking back angrily.

His anger was well understood, and no one could laugh with a husky weighing several kilos on his body.

Jun Ci saw this scene, a little funny: "What are you doing? Can he not walk?"

"Don't mention it!"

Jiang Yi was annoyed: "It's not always at your mother's place these days, your mother hates it to sleep with your father and harass him, so I must bring it back. This stupid dog must say that he was scared by gunfire that day. If your legs are weak and can't move, let it walk life and death! Let it go and bite Laozi!"

The piano turned his head, the dog's paws clung to Jiang Yi tightly, and wailed: [I was scared to pee at first, I was so big, I was shot at for the first time! 】

It happened to be behind Lydia at the time, and the shot really frightened it directly.

Jun Ci squinted: "The last time you went to the mountain with me to shoot, you had experienced gun battles. Are you afraid of this?"

The piano is even worse: [People are not allowed to cherish the lives of dogs when they are old! ! 】

Junci: "..."

Jiang Yi: "..."