The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Tao Zi, what do you think of the project your sister said?"

In the afternoon, Zhao Qitao received a call from his mother and asked about Zhao Shuya's investment project.

"What?" Zhao Qitao didn't understand Zhao's mother's words and asked.

"Didn't your sister say she came to you today to talk about the project? She also said you were very optimistic." Zhao's mother continued, "I just thought, don't I also have some spare money? Or I'll invest with it."

"I've seen that young man named Lee too, and I think it's quite reliable." Zhao's mother added another sentence.

Zhao Qitao laughed silently.

What exactly is his mother and sister's vision?

"She didn't show me that project." Zhao Qitao said, "just take some money from me. You don't know her temper. Can I stop it?"

"So you mean, not optimistic?" Zhao mother said in surprise, "but your sister said..."

"Well, I'm not optimistic." Zhao Qitao said, "Mom, are you poor for money? You can spend my card as you like. Your son can earn money."

"I don't think that little kid is good." Zhao mother said.

Zhao Qitao, "..."

I pinched my eyebrows, but I was speechless.

"Then do whatever you want." Zhao Qitao said helplessly.

Anyway, he will be watching at that time.

"What do I mean, I can do whatever I want?" Zhao's mother muttered in a low voice, "I didn't ask you because you can invest."

"Mom, who do you think is good between Li te and Jing cangbei?" Zhao Qitao asked.

"It's two different things at all. Li te is a good boy, but cangbei is his own. How can he compare?" Zhao's mother said impatiently, "if you don't give me advice, I'll ask someone else."

"Sure enough, I married my daughter-in-law and forgot my mother."

Zhao Qitao, "... Mom, if you really want to listen to my advice, I'll let you be invested."

"I said to you, an old lady, how nice it is to play mahjong with your old sisters and go shopping for beauty." Zhao Qitao said with a smile, "your son can afford it."

"You just look down on me." Zhao's mother said angrily, "I tell you, Zhao Qitao, although I'm old, I also want to show my self-worth."

"In the early years, I might have been a strong woman without you and your sister."

"I tell you, Zhao Qitao, I will let you and the old man see the value of your mother."

Zhao Qitao, "..."

No, did he say anything? He didn't say anything.

"Mom, I always know that you are a particularly great woman. Without you, my father would not have the status he has now, let alone cultivate such an excellent son, would you say?" Zhao Qitao hurried to Caihong fart.

"That's about the same." Zhao's mother was flattered by her son. "Now that you've said that, I'll invest."

Zhao Qitao, "..."

Is he being set up.

What did that little say to his mother?

It feels like brainwashing.

Now he knows who his sister looks like?

Zhao Qitao pinched his eyebrows and soon received a phone call from his father, "did you agree to the investment your mother said?"

Zhao Qitao, "..."

Why do you say he promised?

"I didn't promise." Zhao Qitao leaned back in his chair exhausted physically and mentally, and told Zhao Fu about the general process of the matter, "let them toss around, hit the south wall and know to turn around."