Mad Son-in-law

Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao took Liu Huilan back to the old courtyard.

When Liu Huilan got out of the car, she showed a stunned look and said in disbelief: "A Jie, is this the little yard you were talking about?"

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Yes, compared to other houses in the Wang family, this is the smallest yard of mine."

Liu Huilan thought that Wang Jie was at most a white-collar worker. She never expected that he lived in a small three-story building with a large house with a side room, a penthouse, a rockery, and a garden. Even the village head of my hometown can’t afford to live in such a big house...

"A Jie, let me think about it or forget it. Auntie doesn't know that you are rich. I heard that rich people have a lot of rules. I have no education and don't understand anything. Staying here will definitely cause you trouble." Liu Huilan instantly He retreated.

Wang Jie comforted: "Don't worry, I don't have any rules here. Besides, I really need manpower, and you need work now, which is what each other needs. No one needs to sympathize with each other, right?"

Liu Huilan hesitated, Zhang Dabiao smiled and said, "Aunt Liu, just stay. I just want to find a caring person to take care of the prince. You are kind, so I can rest assured. As for the salary, don’t worry about it. My brother Jie is the best and never treats his own people wrongly."

Liu Huilan hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, I'm not worried about salary, I'm just afraid of causing you trouble..."

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, because I am the troublemaker."

At this moment, the housekeeper Ma and the housekeeper Yang Po greeted them.

"Master, you are back!" Lao Ma said as he looked at Liu Huilan next to Wang Jie, and asked, "This is..."

Zhang Dabiao said: "Master Ma, this is Aunt Liu, and I will also work in our yard in the future. You will arrange a room for you later."

Lao Ma and Po Yang looked at each other and nodded quickly.

Wang Jie knew that even though they were all servants, it was a customary habit to form cliques regardless of whether it was the upper rank or the lower rank. Therefore, he added another sentence: "Lao Ma, Aunt Liu's salary is paid by Zhang Dabiao himself. Also, Aunt Liu is only responsible for the study and daily care of my floor. Do you understand?"

Lao Ma hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely arrange according to your instructions."

Liu Huilan nodded kindly to Master Ma and Po Yang, and said to Wang Jie: "A Jie, I know you sympathize with me, otherwise, how could it be possible for me to come and help with such a good yard, thank you..."

"A Jie?" Lao Ma frowned, and quickly whispered: "This is our young master. We are all servants. How can we be called A Jie?"

Wang Jie said: "It's okay, let Aunt Liu, she can call it whatever she wants. Big cat, you will take Aunt Liu to visit and see the prince."

"Good!" Zhang Dabiao handed the luggage to Po Yang who had been silent, and took Liu Huilan upstairs.

Lao Ma and Po Yang were obviously dissatisfied and jealous of Wang Jie's attitude towards Liu Huilan, but since Wang Jie was right in front of them, they didn't say anything. This is the tacit understanding that they have formed for many years as a errand in the Wang's family. They can't be in front of the master in everything, and there will be opportunities to clean up the newcomers in the future.

Wang Jie grabbed this gap and called Lan Shan, but he couldn't get through after several consecutive calls. Finally, he had to send a message, thanking her for helping her this time, and telling her to go to Datang. bar. Although she didn't invite her, but the subtext is to see her.

In the evening, Wang Jie took Zhang Dabiao, Lin Huang, Zan Xichuan, and Hao Meng out of the door, and deliberately drove the three consecutive G-Class Racers assigned by Wang Bojun.

On the way, three cars chased me and swaggered across the city, attracting a lot of attention.

In the Mid-Levels Manor, Wang Bojun leaned on the recliner and watched the last sunset.

Fu Gui quietly walked in and put the windbreaker on Wang Bojun.

"How is it? After the meeting, how did they react?" Wang Bojun opened his eyes and asked.

Fu Gui whispered: "As soon as the young master Wang Xuan meeting ended, he returned home. The Wang family clan and most of the senior executives of the entire group went to the door to express their joy."

Wang Bojun knocked the pot in his hand against the ashtray, and said coldly, "Who are the main people going there!"

"Aunt Wang Hongxian's family, second uncle Yang million, father and son, third aunt's family. The rest of your nephews have also gone. As for the company's senior management, the original leaders have all gone, but Luo Xiaobei and Xin None of the promoted branch leaders went, maybe they were not recommended."

Speaking of this, Fu Gui gave Wang Bojun a cautious look, and then quickly added: "However, the eldest and the young master did not see him. He went back home and thanked the guests behind closed doors. It is said that he went to read last year's financial statements. These people are all The uncle entertained... and they were all very low-key."

Wang Bojun said indifferently: "Xuan'er is still able to hold his breath. It is worthwhile to train him for so many years. By the way, what about that little thing Jiujiu?"

"Little Master..." Fu Gui hesitated.

"Say it!" Wang Bojun dissatisfied: "If you have any hesitation, just say it."

"Just now, the young master drove the car you gave to him and went for a ride on the street. It is said that... he will go to the Datang Bar to celebrate in a moment. The few people he brought from Yuncheng have gone."

Wang Bojun couldn't help laughing: "Whether he is still a child, I like his frank temperament. Unlike Hong Yuan, he is extremely clever, just too unpredictable."

Fu Gui nodded, and suddenly enlightened: "I didn't understand why the master suddenly decided to appoint Young Master as Vice President. Now I understand. Little Master is really lucky!"

"Hehe, you think you understand, but you don't." Wang Bojun glanced at Fu Gui and said with emotion, "I like it, but this company can only be handed over to Xuan'er in my century."

Fu Gui frowned again. He followed Wang Bojun for the rest of his life. He knew that although the master had likes and dislikes, he still couldn't understand what Wang Bojun was thinking about only with the company's affairs.

"Old Fu, what about Luo Xiaobei? What did he do without going to Hongshen's house, Daoxi?" Wang Bojun continued to ask.

"Oh, this manager Luo is very strange. I can't see that there is no change in his emotions. He still returned home early and never went out again." Fu Gui said: "It's Master Yi, I went to the ancestral hall very happily. Three sticks of incense. However, San Ye seemed to be very dissatisfied with him. As soon as he returned home, he asked Master Yi to go to the practice room..."

"Huh, Hong Yan still hates me!" Wang Bojun said coldly: "In this case, this Wang Yi can't be reused, so let him stay by Luo Xiaobei's side and be a secret nail. By the way, ninety nine People’s yard, let people stare more, and you must not tell him the truth about his mother’s death."

"Yes, sir!" Fu Gui hurriedly said cautiously.

"By the way, Wang Xin, this girl, I don't seem to see her in two days!"

"Oh, the eldest drove to Gusu for fun. The day after tomorrow is the second grandmother's death day, she said... She doesn't want to visit her mother with the sinner, the young master, for fear of making you angry, so she won't be in Yancheng." Whispered.

Wang Bojun sighed, but there was a smile on the corners of his mouth, and he murmured: "I don't hurt this child in vain."

In the Datang Bar at this time, the nightlife has already begun.

The crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, exuding alluring colors, and caged the whole hall with a hazy beauty. In the center of the stage, many men and women swayed to the music.

Under the dim light, the bartender swayed his body gently, and mixed a glass of colorful cocktails with great grace. The waiters with long legs and **** attire looked at the wealthy customers with their wine glasses.

Wang Jie screamed and entered the hall, first patted two bunny girls' butts at the door. The other party was not angry yet, Zhang Dabiao hurriedly threw a few big bills over, and the other party immediately replaced it with a pair of sweets. Sweet smiley!

"Sir, what do you drink?" the bartender asked.

Wang Jie swept his eyes and said loudly: "First give everyone a glass of Fever to everyone present, and everyone will get irritated, and then tell all the girls present that you will pay for your consumption tonight..."