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Chapter 209 - Can't bear to throw money

There was a hint of pride in Fu Nanli's tone. "Good at math."

"Alright, the two math geniuses should hurry up and leave."

When Wen Qiao returned home, she actually received a message from Wen Jianmin: " if you guys are willing to interact more with me, I'll hand over the harmonious origin to you.

He Yuan was a factory under Wen Jianmin.

After Wen Qiao received the news, she went to investigate.

She had a thorough understanding of he Yuan's ERP system, the entire operational process, and the financial system.

Wen Jianmin wasn't kind.

The factory was an empty shell. It looked bright on the outside, but it was on the verge of collapse.

He wanted to create the image of a kind father, but he couldn't bear to spend money.

Wen Qiao lowered her head and smiled. How did she end up with such a father?

Wen Qiao didn't reply. On the other end of the line, Wen Jianmin was a little annoyed and cursed under his breath,'this wretched girl is indeed insatiable.'

Zhong Hui had a lot of eyes and ears. When she found out that Wen Jianmin was going to give a factory to them, she instantly felt as if the sky was going to fall.

Her Lulu was the child of her and her ex-husband. In this war, she wasn't a bargaining chip. Moreover, Xuanxuan was still young. If they really wanted to fight, he definitely wouldn't be able to win against that girl, Wen Qiao.

Her chances of winning were really too small, and she instantly felt a sense of crisis.

She could be considered a person with long-term vision. Ever since she married into the Wen family, she had slowly brought her younger brother and sister into Wen Jianmin'S corporation.

Her brother, Zhong hai, was a Senior Manager in the business department, and her sister, Zhong Ying, was a manager in the procurement department.

She thought that if she had no other choice, she had to do something.

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In the end, Fu Nanli didn't bring Wen Qiao to watch the football match in Los Angeles. However, it didn't stop her from finding out from the internet that Fu Nanli's team, Qiao, had won the Football League Championship. The value of the team had soared, and the financial news estimated that the money the team owner had spent on the team had been earned back within a season.

Wen Qiao was speechless. It was so easy for rich people to make money.

But she was also happy for Fu Nanli. He had a business mind and sharp eyes. Those uncles, elders, and cousins of his in the fu family were no match for him, at least in the business world. The fu family's business wouldn't be easily snatched away by others.

Wen Chi was doing his homework. As he did, he cursed, " I don't see Little Mo reading much. Why is he always the first in the level? did he get all the nutrition in his stomach? why is his IQ unbalanced? "

what's your ranking? " Wen Qiao knocked his head. what's your ranking in this final exam? "

"Top ten."

Wen Qiao raised her brows. if you can really make it into the top ten, I'll buy you a new computer with the highest specifications. I'll also get you a high-end mechanical keyboard and mouse.

"It's a deal," Wen Chi pointed at her.

"It's a deal,"

Su Yun came out of the room with a red packet in her hand. Wen Qiao hurriedly said, " "A red packet for su Lei?"

"Yes."

"Six hundred is enough. The market price is six hundred."

"Isn't six hundred too little?" Su Yun shot her a glance.

Wen Qiao spat out the melon seed skin and asked,"what's missing?" We're just ordinary people, so we won't act like we're rich. Just six hundred."

December 6th was an auspicious day. The wedding banquet of the SU and Yu families was held in the most high-class restaurant in the city.

Wen Qiao and the others alighted from the taxi. Wen Chi had his hands in his pockets."It's going to cost a lot of money to serve wine here."

Oh? " Wen Qiao raised her brows. it seems like they still have some spare money. Buying a house didn't drain them dry.

There was a small table at the entrance of the living room. On the table was a gift book, and there was even a cash counting machine next to it. The guests filed in to pay their gifts.