True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

She followed the line of sight of the special assistant and saw a big man squatting in front of a seat.

The expression is very sad.

This appearance makes people unable to believe that he is the next heir to the Nie family.

But it is.

There are also many photos of Nie Chao in the Yuan family, from all angles.

So even if Nie Chao just gave them a profile, Meng Ru would not be ignorant.

She immediately stood up from her seat and walked over.

The corridors in first class are large enough for two people to stand.

"Mr. Nie Chao." Meng Ru said politely, "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here."

In the imperial capital, Nie Chao was watched closely by Old Man Nie.

Even at a reception, the bodyguards of the Nie family would block the toast.

The Nie family has a strict family style, which makes it impossible for those who want to use crooked means to gain the upper hand.

Hearing someone call him, a question mark appeared on Nie Chao's forehead.

He turned his head and glanced at Meng Ru, wondering, "Who are you?"

Meng Ru's smile froze: "Young Master Nie Chao, you probably don't know me. I'm Meng Ru and Yuan Wenlong is my husband. We once had a cooperation with the Nie family."

Saying it was a collaboration was actually just barely putting on the name.

There are many families in the imperial capital, but the Nie family and the Mu family don't bring others to play at all.

"Oh." Nie Chao didn't even think about it, "I haven't heard of it."

Ling Mianxi blinked.

She had found out that Nie Chao and Nie Yi still had something in common.

As expected of a brother.

This time, Meng Ru also saw Ling Mianxi, and she frowned.

Why is there a little girl beside Nie Chao?

Meng Ru thought for a while, and after going through the famous ladies in the imperial capital in her mind, she couldn't find a face that could match Ling Mianxi.

She took it for granted that Ling Mianxi was either the daughter of a small family or a star in the entertainment industry.

After all, Nie Chao was not short of women, and the change was very fast.

In the past, when Nie Chao was not designated as the heir of the Nie family, many women would stick to him.

Meng Ru ignored Ling Mianxi: "Young Master Nie Chao, there is something I want to talk to you about."

As she said that, she called the special assistant, took out a document from the document bag, and said again: "This is the project, I don't know if you have..."

The latter words were not finished.

Fu Yun raised his head deeply, his peach blossom eyes swept lightly: "Quiet."

Suddenly interrupted, Meng Ru frowned, a little displeased.

She turned her head, about to reprimand.

But when she saw the face that turned all sentient beings upside down, Meng Ru froze in place.

The man sat on the soft chair, his eyelashes were fine and long, and the skin at the front of the shirt was cold and white, which formed a sharp contrast with the color of his lips.

Spectacular.

It is obviously cynical, but it exudes an extremely powerful momentum, which makes people feel awe.

Meng Ru took a step back and was taken aback: "You, you are..."

The newly appointed Asia Pacific president of Venus Group was actually on this plane?

What is her luck?

Meng Ru didn't know that apart from Nie Chao and Fu Yunshen, Jiang Ran, Ling Mianxi and Xiu Yu were also not low-level.

But she had never seen any of these people.

"I'm sorry, hello, I'm Meng Ru." Meng Ru suppressed the surprise, and did not remember the question in a small voice, and introduced it again, "The Yuan family in the imperial capital, Yuan Wenlong is my husband."

Ying Zijin moved, obviously being disturbed.

She raised her hand and was about to take off her blindfold to see what was going on.

Another warm palm covered the back of her hand, soft and dry.

With reassuring power.

"Didn't you see anyone else sleeping?" Fu Yunshen leaned against the back of the chair, not even lifting his eyelids, and didn't look at Meng Ru, "Is this kind of tutoring?"

He chuckled lightly and said in a cold tone, "Get out."

Meng Ru's face turned pale.

If someone else said that to her, she would only say something worse.

But Fu Yunshen, the president of the Asia-Pacific region of the Venus Group, provoked him, and the entire Yuan family was not enough to be buried with him.

"Ma'am, she's too noisy." Nie Chao understood Fu Yun's deep emotions, he called the flight attendant directly, "Let her leave here, I'll pay for the loss."

"If she reports you, just tell me."

Nie Chao felt that this was his most arrogant moment.

The flight attendant came immediately, and after asking about the situation, she asked Meng Ru and her special assistant to go out.

Saying yes, in Meng Ru's view, she was being kicked out.

This was the first time she had been kicked out of first class.

However, there was no seat in business class, and she could only go to economy class in the end.

Meng Ru felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

When the people around her looked at her, she thought it was sarcasm.

But the people who chased her were Nie Chao and Fu Yunshen. No matter how angry she was, she could only suppress them all.

After Meng Ru finally calmed down, she began to think seriously.

No wonder Nie Chao was on this plane because Fu Yunshen was there.

This proves that there will be cooperation between the Nie family and the Venus group.

This confirmed that Meng Ru must cultivate Ying Yuexuan well, and then cooperate with the Nie family.

Maybe in the future, the Yuan family will be able to use this shareholder wind to rush to the world.

Meng Ru had an idea in her mind, took the blindfold from the special assistant, and began to rest.

**

Two hours later, the plane arrived at the Imperial Capital Airport.

Ying Zijin's sleeping time is very clever. She is the kind of person who can fall asleep quickly after getting on the bus and plane, and wake up automatically when she arrives at the station.

But this ingenuity didn't exist in Fu Yunshen's car, and often she would not wake up.

The group did not go through the VIP passage, after all, there were a few people who were too conspicuous.

"Go directly to our house." Ling Mianxi called the Ling family before boarding the plane, and the driver was waiting in the parking lot, "It's big enough to live in and run horses."

Jiang Ran snorted coldly, "That's also Laozi's house."

The reason why his surname was Jiang was Ling Zhonglou's decision.

Ling Zhonglou single-handedly resisted several elders of the Ling family, and let Jiang Ran and Jiang Huaping take the surname.

It was originally said that the second child was born with the surname Ling, but Ling Zhonglou felt that Jiang Huaping was too hard to have a child, so he didn't want it anymore.

The elders of the Ling family jumped in anger, but they were helpless.

Ying Zijin yawned and looked around casually.

There were shouts and cheers from the right, as well as the undulating sound of taking pictures.

That's the VIP channel.

A woman walks out, surrounded by bodyguards, dressed in the season's most fashionable clothes, with luxury all over her body.

Wearing sunglasses, flaming red lips.

It's grooming.

Xiu Yu also saw it, and she paused.

"Xiao Yu." Ling Mianxi followed her gaze, "Actually, you can go back, she is not your opponent at all."

Xiu Yu was silent for a while: "Let's talk about it."

"Although the ancient martial arts world can't interfere in the affairs of the secular family, there is no problem with one or two people, and I can help." Ling Mianxi counted, "I should be able to kill those shameless people in your family. ?"

The corner of Xiu Yu's mouth twitched: "In a society ruled by law, keep your head down."

"It's really troublesome." Ling Mianxi thought about it too.

This is why the ancient martial arts world has such a rule.

Ancient warriors are used to their hands, and they will see blood and blood easily, which will easily disturb the social order.

Ling Mianxi jumped up and down to look for Ying Zijin: "Ying Ying, I'll invite you to eat the candied haws in the imperial capital."

**

the other side

Ying's old house.

Although Ying Zhenting comforted her for a long time, Zhong Manhua still regretted it.

These days, she couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep, and was so anxious.

In the end, she couldn't hold back, and cheekily called Mr. Zhong and asked him to bring Ying Zijin over for dinner at Ying's house on New Year's Day.

"No need." When the old man Zhong heard the call from Zhong Manhua, he didn't have a good face. "You can spend New Year's Day on your own, and spend it with your daughter in peace."

Mr. Zhong didn't go on the same flight with Ying Zijin.

He thought about a group of young people together, and he was too embarrassed to disturb him, so he booked a ticket with Ying Tianlu for next month, and then flew to celebrate the New Year together.

The older generation pays more attention to traditional festivals, but he doesn't care much about New Year's Eve.

"Dad!" Zhong Manhua's nerves hurt from the last sentence, "What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything." The old man Zhong was cold, "I just said this kind of thing long ago, Zhong Manhua, I hope you don't regret it."

"I'll tell you again, this is just the beginning."

For the sake of an adopted daughter, don't have a biological daughter, and have separated from your biological son.

He really didn't know what Zhong Manhua wanted.

Fortunately, Ying Zijin had already left the Ying family, so he would not care about the Ying family's affairs.

Mr. Zhong was too lazy to talk to him any more, so he hung up the phone, turned to look at Ying Tianlu, and couldn't help but stunned: "Tianlu, what's the matter with you, are you sick?"

Ying Tianlu's hair was wet and stuck to his forehead.

His face was pale and his expression was a little dejected: "No, I had another dream."