The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

The memory was sorted forward, and a detail that was deliberately forgotten resurfaced in my mind.

That was when I was 25 years old. Due to policy changes, the group's development was a bit sluggish. The earnings report did not satisfy shareholders, and the stock fell a lot.

After several years of hard work, Jiang Mingyuan has also gained a reputation abroad and is known as the most capable young entrepreneur in the contemporary era.

The money allocated to the hands has not risen, and the attitudes of shareholders who originally supported those "elders" have become ambiguous, saying that the Jiang family group might be more appropriate for the Jiang family to take care of it.

Of course, the "elders" whose interests are threatened cannot tolerate threats to their status, let alone those whom they have always looked down upon. Because of fear and jealousy, their targeting of Jiang Mingyuan has become more mad and unscrupulous.

Jiang Mingyuan’s own company was suppressed, and his habitual residence was put on monitors. The brakes of the car were out of control, and he would run into drunk drivers while walking.

He had a big fate. He didn't "die by fate" as they expected. Instead, he made the company bigger, even in a confrontation with the Jiang family. He also found evidence and sent several old guys away. The younger generation goes to jail.

Jiang Mingyuan’s tough counterattack awakened them. The person in front of them was no longer the one who let them squash and round and could not resist. They changed to a more "gentle" method, took the initiative to get close to him, and expressed friendship on various social occasions. Invite him to participate in gatherings of some business leaders, saying that Jiang will definitely need him to control it in the future.

Jiang Mingyuan knew that those people were not at ease, but he needed these opportunities, and he basically did not refuse those invitations.

Every time you participate in activities, in addition to developing your own connections and business, there are also women of all kinds.

This kind of women who accompany wine in public or private gatherings is almost a public "hidden rule."Jiang Mingyuan will not have any further relationships with them, nor will he pretend to be upright and reject others.Since then, there have been more scandals related to him. Today, he said he opened a house with someone, and tomorrow he will have a hot fight with another model. There are even two actresses who are jealous of him on social media.

These messy news will not have any effect on him, Jiang Mingyuan did not care, probably his silence gave the group of people confidence and made them bolder.

In an event, he drank the wine that was fortified.

He was young at the time, and his momentary vigor made him relax his vigilance. When he was half-forced to the room, Jiang Mingyuan had only endless regrets in his heart.

That night, he hugged a girl, and nothing happened the next day.

He only found out afterwards that those people who initially arranged to "accompany" him were an AIDS patient, and they also specifically explained that the more intense the better, it is best to make some wounds.The person they found had a bit of conscience, but at the last moment he regretted not coming. The middleman was reluctant to bear the huge sum of money, and found another girl to replace him, so that he escaped.

Jiang Mingyuan was both fortunate and scared. After this incident, he acted a lot more cautiously, and was never found by those people again. One year later, he regained his position. Those "elders" went to prison one after another because of economic crimes. Mrs. is unlikely to come out in this life.

He never let go of the people involved in this matter back then, except for two people, one was the last regret, and the other was a woman who had had a night with him. Jiang Mingyuan asked people to check it and it was OK, but if you gave some money, it was fine. Got it.

Jiang Mingyuan inherited his father’s character and was not keen on sex. When he was a boy, he even joined in and talked about a few girlfriends. After the death of his eighteen-year-old father, all his energy was spent on his career. He counted as a woman who had really had a relationship. , That's one.

The child in the photo looks about three or four years old. If it was really that time, the time would be right.

He frowned and stared at the photo on the phone, thought about it, and sent a message to Li Kang: [Where did you get this person?

As soon as Li Kang was still at home wondering how to find out the matter quietly, and then told his boss to get some benefits, he received another message from the boss. He turned over and got up from the bed and opened his mouth watching the news.

Originally pretended not to care, is it exposed now?He was proud of his heart, but did not dare to delay his hand movements, and Jiang Mingyuan received a reply within a short while.

[Li Kangyi: At a barbecue stall in the night market at No. 65 Changning Street, I should be four years old this year.His mother is the owner of the stall, and the things she cooks are delicious and beautiful, she seems to be a bit famous recently.

[Li Kangyi: Boss, I have a photo of the stall owner, do you want it?

He was afraid that Jiang Mingyuan's women had forgotten what they looked like too much, so he added a special sentence.

Jiang Mingyuan really didn't remember Cheng Huan's appearance. That night, he was unconscious and his medicine had diminished, so he was busy dealing with the plot. When he was finished, Zhou Hengyuan had already sent him away.

[Jiang Mingyuan: Yes.

As soon as Li Kang moved quickly, he received the reply and posted the photo he had prepared. Some basic information of Cheng Huan, such as his name and age, were attached to the photo.

Because the live broadcast was famous before, many customers would more or less ask about her when they went to the barbecue. Several former classmates of the original owner also stood up and said to know her, so now it is not difficult to find information about Cheng Huan on the Internet.

However, these materials are limited to the simplest ones, and the deeper ones are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Jiang Mingyuan received the photo and turned to contact another person.

The voice on the other end of the phone was arrogant: "Yeah, what makes you a busy person think of me?"

Jiang Mingyuan didn't waste time with him, and said straightforwardly: "The girl in Yicheng five years ago, remember?"

"How do you think of her?" Although it was a long time ago, Zhou Hengyuan immediately reflected who he was talking about. After all, he had known Jiang Mingyuan for so many years. That was the first and only time he saw a friend so embarrassed: "Why, After a few years, you find that they are getting better again, can't do without?"

Jiang Mingyuan ignored his jokes. His friend has always been rude, but one can believe: "Do you remember her name?"

"You don't even remember this thing. I just met someone." Zhou Hengyuan asked lazily, "What are you asking about this?"

"Something." Jiang Mingyuan didn't elaborate: "The money you gave her back then should have a name, right?"

"Yes." Since his friend asked, Zhou Hengyuan would not help this little favor. He went to the study to turn on the computer and said to the person on the other end: "Wait and I will check."

That incident was less than five years ago, Zhou Hengyuan looked for it, and finally found this one in the running water for several months.

"I found it, called Cheng Huan, He Chengcheng, happy Huan."

Hearing the name spoken by his friend, Jiang Mingyuan tightened his hand slightly. Some guess in his heart made him feel difficult to breathe. He pressed his throat and reluctantly said, "Okay, I know, thank you."

"Which one of us or whom, as long as you tell me what you do with this person." Zhou Hengyuan still didn't give up.

"I have something to do, I'm hanging up."

...

On the other hand, Cheng Huan didn’t know that someone had taken a fancy to her son. After all, in the original plot, the male lead only realized that he had a bloodline after the female partner brought his son to the house two years later. Now Cheng Huan doesn’t. Planning to intervene between the male and female protagonists, he never expected that the male protagonist would know their existence through other channels.

The barbecue business is the best in summer. The colder the weather, the fewer people are willing to come out to eat at night.

Because of the hot business, Cheng Huan’s money has been saved almost, and the renting of the storefront is also on the agenda. According to her plan, the storefront should be bigger, and then you can do other business besides barbecue.

For example, sheep scorpion hot pot or something, cold and windy in winter, delicious and heart-warming hot pot is perfect.

Finding a storefront is more troublesome than finding a place to set up a stall. Cheng Huan looked at it for several days and didn't see a suitable one. She was not in a hurry. She entrusted an intermediary to pay attention and continued to immerse herself in the joy of making money.

The weather is gradually getting colder, the stars have been in school for a month, and it is also the first holiday of a student's career-the eight-day long holiday of the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day!

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival falls on September 30, and the next day is National Day. For the Chinese, the festival is always related to food.

Cheng Huan lived with her grandfather when she was a child, and the grandfather and grandson always made their own snacks during the festival. Traditional snacks were mostly time-consuming and laborious, and she would be annoyed every time she did it.But when I grew up, those days of preparing festive food with my grandfather became cherished memories, which were taken out again and again during the occasional sleepless night.

Cheng Huan has experienced this himself, and hopes that the stars have some memories worthy of nostalgia.She wasn't going to make those troublesome things. After all, the snacks she liked when she was a teenager didn't taste very good according to the current point of view.

Cheng Huan intends to make fresh meat moon cakes, which are a kind of Soviet-style moon cakes. Fresh meat moon cakes are golden brown, crispy and powdery. The moon cakes are slowly soaked in meat juice during the baking process. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is salty and sweet. It can be called a must.

Xingxing expressed great enthusiasm for mom's proposal to make mooncakes together.In his opinion, anything that can be done with his mother is very interesting, such as brushing teeth, such as school games, and cooking.

Xingxing was young, and the kindergarten was afraid of not digesting it and did not provide mooncakes. The little guy was very curious about the taste of mooncakes, and asked when he went to bed at night.

"I'll know when it's done." Cheng Huan came back early today, after nine o'clock, and it was just ten o'clock after returning home to take a shower.

However, this time has passed the time of star rest. Seeing the little guy still chattering, Cheng Huan hugged him over, patted his back, and demanded: "Stop talking, sleep."

"Okay." The star was held in his arms and closed his eyes obediently.

Cheng Huan also planned to give herself a day off on such an important festival as the Mid-Autumn Festival. Before going to bed, she turned off the alarm clock, thinking that it would be okay to get up later tomorrow.

Probably because of the relaxation of energy, Cheng Huan's sleep was extremely heavy. When he woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

The curtain was opened a little gap, revealing a gleam of light, and the star stood by the bed, with his hand still on her arm.

Seeing his mother opened his eyes, the little guy withdrew his hand and urged: "Mom, get up, let's make mooncakes!"

Cheng Huan let out a "huh" and turned to look at the room. The sun in the dim room was particularly dazzling. Cheng Huan frowned, covered his eyes with his hand, and directed his son: "Help me draw the curtains."

"Okay." The stars bounced to draw the curtains, and after a few times they finally brought the two sides together. After doing this, he returned to the bed, and Cheng Huan said hello: "Mom, I will wait outside for you. Hurry up. Get up."

"Got it..." Cheng Huan was lying on the bed, her eyes closed again.

After the stars went out, Cheng Huan lay down on the bed for a while, and finally awake completely when he woke up next time.

She quickly put on her clothes, went out to find the circle, and saw the stars playing in the study. The little guy wore his own clothes today, except for the wrinkled top, everything else looked decent.

"Sorry baby, mom is late." Cheng Huan tidied up the little guy's clothes, wanted to give a good morning kiss and remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth, so he stood up and said hurriedly: "You are hungry, wait a while. I just brush my teeth and cook."

"I'm not hungry." The stars followed, Cheng Huan brushed his teeth and he said beside him: "Mom, I ate this morning and it was given by Sister Xiao Jin. I still brushed my teeth. I will send some brushes..."

He stared at Cheng Huan, like a little adult: "Mom, you are so busy, it's normal to sleep more."

Cheng Huan had a toothbrush in his hand and couldn't talk very much. She smiled and rubbed the little guy's hair with her other hand, feeling that the son was well raised.

Since the stars are not hungry, Cheng Huan is not in a hurry. She leisurely solved her personal hygiene problem, put a bowl of noodles on herself, and painted a beautiful makeup after eating, and then went out with the stars.

Because of the festival, there are too many people in the supermarket, and it is almost crowded to walk.Cheng Huan held the stars tightly and took him to buy the ingredients needed for moon cakes.

The Xingxing is very curious about many things. He has to stop for a while after walking two steps. Cheng Huan doesn't urge him. He just waited beside him when he saw it.

It took nearly an hour for the mother and the son to get out of the supermarket. When they came out, the shopping cart was full. Only a small part of them were ingredients. The others were books and toys of stars. The star was holding a doll in his hands, and he faced Cheng Huan pointed to the blonde and big breasted doll inside and said to her: "Mom, this one looks very much like you!"

Cheng Huan twitched the corners of her mouth. She didn't understand her son's eyes. She drew the things over and threw them in the cart: "It's not like it at all."

"It's very similar!" The little guy was not convinced, and stretched out his hand again. Cheng Huan was afraid that he would have to stop when he wrestled. The star stood on tiptoe and held the doll in his hand again. He pointed at the doll through the package. His face said to Cheng Huan: "Mom, look, its eyes are as big as yours."

"is it……"

"Well, that's right!" Xingxing nodded solemnly: "I want to put it on the bed, and I won't be afraid if my mother is gone in the future!"

In a car on the side of the road, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the mother and son who were going away.

He watched for a long time, until the two figures disappeared around the corner.

The assistant in the passenger seat turned back and called; "Boss."

Jiang Mingyuan retracted his gaze, pinched his eyebrows, and asked tiredly: "How about the project in Ping An Village?"

The project in Ping'an Village was decided by Jiang Mingyuan. He has a lot of things, and this is not a big project. After confirming, he didn't bother much.

The assistant wondered how the boss suddenly became interested in Ping An Murakami. Fortunately, he did a good job with his homework, and quickly found out the progress of the project in his mind.

"We have communicated with the government, and we will prepare to negotiate with residents in October."

"Yeah." Jiang Mingyuan looked out the window with an unclear expression: "The progress will speed up."

"Ok."