However, no matter what, Brother Xiao Rui's words still let bygones be bygones. At least it helped her get through the crisis. In order to express her gratitude to Brother Xiao Rui, Xing Su changed his WeChat account name to "Cunning Dog"!
Then, the next second, the cunning dog sent her a WeChat message. "I know you can't explain what happened last night, so I helped you smooth things over. You don't have to thank me."
Xing Su replied with an emoji. It was a rabbit holding a machete. There were a few words accompanying it: Thank you. I can't hold back my 40-meter machete anymore!
Jiang Wenrui, who was sitting in the conference room, was listening to the finance department's annual report. This meeting was very important, so all the shareholders and higher-ups were present.
Jiang Wenrui's phone vibrated, and there was a WeChat notification on the screen. He quietly swiped the screen, and a dynamic meme appeared in his eyes. Seeing it, the corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up.
Yuan Kai reminded Jiang Wenrui several times with his eyes, but Jiang Wenrui did not see it. Helpless, he could only cough and remind him in a low voice, "CEO Jiang, the old chairman is asking you a question."
Only then did Jiang Wenrui come back to his senses. In front of all the higher-ups and shareholders, he said, "Yes, what did you ask?"
Everyone: "…"
After the meeting, Jiang Wenrui was called to the office by the chairman. Jiang Qiushan made tea and waited for Jiang Wenrui to come over. After a while, Jiang Wenrui finally arrived.
"Sit." Jiang Qiushan pointed at the desk. Jiang Wenrui pulled out a chair and sat down. "Why are you looking for me?"
Jiang Qiushan and Jiang Wenrui looked very similar. When Jiang Qiushan was young, it was because of his outstanding appearance that he fell in love with Jiang Wenrui's mother at first sight. Now that Jiang Qiushan was old, he was no longer as elegant as before, but he was still gentle and elegant. Jiang Wenrui, who had inherited all the good genes of Jiang Qiushan and his mother, was even more outstanding than his father, Jiang Qiushan.
However, what was the use of having an outstanding appearance? He could not compare to him. Back then he was only in his early twenties, but he relied on his face to win his wife's favor. His son was already 28 years old, but he did not even have a girlfriend. Jiang Qiushan placed the tea he had brewed in front of Jiang Wenrui and raised his eyebrows. "I heard from your mother this morning that you have a girlfriend?"
Jiang Wenrui was caught off guard by this question. His mind was quickly searching for the gossip that he had been on recently, and which newspaper had taken it out of context to ruin his reputation… Before Jiang Wenrui could eliminate the suspect, he heard his father, Jiang Qiushan, speak again. "You're not young anymore. You're already 28 years old. You should have a girlfriend. If you really meet someone you like, bring her back for your mother and I to take a look. Your mother is worried every day because of your personal problems. She's afraid that you'll delay your marriage because of work."
"I don't have one," Jiang Wenrui answered straightforwardly, extinguishing Jiang Qiushan's enthusiasm with a puff.
Jiang Qiushan's expression changed a few times before it finally darkened. "Since you don't have one, don't bring those shady women home. If you really want to interact with girls, get your mother to introduce some to you."
Jiang Wenrui looked at his father indifferently and stood up. "If that's all, I'll go out first."
"You…" When Jiang Qiushan saw Jiang Wenrui turn around and leave, he was so angry that he almost flipped his teacup. He muttered, "I really don't understand who the dog-like temper of his takes after!"
Coming out of his father's office, Jiang Wenrui bumped into his cousin, Jiang Xu. Jiang Xu was wearing a light blue suit with the collar of his shirt open. His grayish-blue hair was matted. He leaned against the front desk coquettishly and chatted with the new beauty at the front desk. No one knew what he said, but the face of the girl at the front desk was red and her eyes were curved with laughter.
Seeing Jiang Wenrui come out, Jiang Xu instantly stood up straight and greeted, "Hi, brother."
Jiang Wenrui glanced at him and strode past him. Jiang Xu followed him. Jiang Xu was 26 years old and was the son of Jiang Wenrui's uncle. Although the two of them were cousins, their appearances were different and their personalities were even more different. One of them was extremely dull and the other was extremely ostentatious. In short, other than the surname, very few people would associate them as relatives.
Jiang Xu smiled and followed behind Jiang Wenrui. "Brother, have you thought about the proposal I told you last time?"
"Unreliable." Jiang Wenrui showed no mercy in his reply.