Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 125 Do you want a son or canned food?

As soon as she heard her say this, Peng Guilan's face suddenly became dark and frightening, as if a dark cloud suddenly rolled into the clear sky.

The little girl Lan Yuexiang couldn't help but die, and she was not a high-ranking official, so how could she have any qualifications to do such a thing.

What's more, on the day of the opening, Director Jiang didn't invite them, and they weren't close if they wanted to come.

Seeing the little girl's indifferent look, Jiang Weimin's face immediately became tense, and the wrinkles on his face were like straightened ropes.

"We are the uncle and auntie of your factory manager Jiang, and we can't direct you to do things? Be careful, I will let her fire you."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

As soon as Jiang Mianmian stepped into the room, she heard several people discussing.

Lan Yuexiang seemed to have found a backbone, and hurried to Jiang Mianmian to make a small report.

Seeing the way the two were whispering, Peng Guilan naturally believed that she was making a small report.

Standing up quickly, she reprimanded unceremoniously: "Mianmian, I told you that you can't have this little girl, I just asked her to send the canned food home.

Your grandpa and grandma have never tasted it for most of their lives. I am not thinking about honoring the elderly.

In the end, she was fine, she opened her mouth to withdraw money, what did she mean?Means we have to eat free food, right?Let me tell you that this little girl is bad, so hurry up and leave. "

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa with his legs crossed, and his cloth shoes left deep mud marks on the leather case.

Hearing her words, Lan Yuexiang was so frightened that her face turned pale, her pale face seemed to have drained of blood, and her wide eyes were full of panic.

I'm afraid that Director Jiang will not want her because of this.

I still have younger siblings to support, so I can't live without this job.

Jiang Mianmin patted her on the shoulder to comfort her and winked at her.

"Little girl, young and ignorant, don't worry about my auntie, go down and prepare two boxes of canned food, and my auntie will take them back later, what a big deal."

Lan Yuexiang nodded hurriedly, running faster than a rabbit, as if she was afraid that a wolf would be chasing her.

"Hey, what two boxes, send beggars, it takes twenty boxes anyway."

Peng Guilan hurriedly chased after her, but unfortunately the little girl had long since disappeared, so she had no choice but to sit back unhappily.

"Uncle, what do you want so much for? If you eat too much of that stuff, you will get angry, especially for the elderly."

Jiang Mianmian's expression remained unchanged and she sat on the chair beside her, but in fact, her heart ached terribly. This was the sofa she had just bought.

She wasn't even comfortable lying down yet, so Jiang Weimin took off her shoes and lay down on the sofa, so she tolerated it, but there were two more shoe prints on the sofa!
"Don't give some to your neighbors, and Zhiwen and his leaders have to give them too, otherwise it will look very rude."

Peng Guilan said this very logically. She wanted to say a few words to her wife, but when she turned her head, she saw him lying on the sofa and snoring.

She just pouted.

Jiang Mianmian's eyebrows trembled, tsk, it's a trick, she can hear it from 1000 meters away.

"Leader? I'm afraid this is inappropriate? Auntie, you have been in the village all this time. I'm afraid you don't know. Now the police are cracking down on accepting bribes. If they are found out, they will immediately lose their official positions."

"No, can't it? Isn't it just a can?"

Hearing what she said, Peng Guilan hesitated for a moment.

"Why not? A friend I knew before gave them a can of goat milk powder, and my colleagues reported it to me, and I was immediately fired."

Jiang Mianmian spoke vividly.

"Really?"

Peng Guilan's heart thumped.

"Brother Zhiwen's position is envied by how many people? His colleagues must not keep staring at him? Giving gifts to the leader is such a big matter, why don't you report it to him?"

I'm envious, whoever has nothing to do, go do these things.

Peng Guilan believed it completely, with a look of panic on her face: "Mianmian, luckily you reminded me, otherwise I would have made a mistake."

"It's not just about giving gifts, you can't receive them too, you know?"

"Why, why? What does it matter to us?"

Peng Guilan was puzzled.

Jiang Mianmian frowned, and hurriedly said: "You don't know that, do you? If brother Zhiwen never makes mistakes, where can he start? His mother-in-law is rich and powerful, so I can only start with you!

If you find that you are spending money lavishly and giving gifts to people everywhere, isn't this giving people pigtails?If brother Zhiwen knows that you have caused him to lose his job, then..."

Peng Guilan suddenly realized, and immediately patted her thigh.

"It's you who paid it back, Mianmian, if you didn't tell me, my aunt would have made a mistake."

The more she thought about it, the more horrified she became. Fortunately, the little girl stopped them, otherwise...
Turning around and seeing Jiang Weimin still sleeping, she was furious, they almost took over the child's work, yet he was still in the mood to sleep.

Pushing him awake: "Sleeping like a pig, how long have you never slept in?"

Jiang Weimin woke up from the dream regretfully, and wiped off the smack at the corner of his mouth, very impatient.

"Why are you arguing, I'm dreaming."

Peng Guilan pulled him up bluntly: "It's embarrassing, let's go quickly."

Jiang Weimin stood up very reluctantly, he never forgot the sofa in his heart, he had never slept so securely.

He wanted his niece to move the sofa back to him, but because of face, he muttered a few words, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Jiang Mianmian saw that his eyes were always on the sofa, and hurriedly stood in front of him to block his sight, "Auntie, I'll see you off."

Just in time, Lan Yuexiang walked to the door with two boxes of canned food in her arms, and Jiang Mianmian hurriedly said, "It's not easy for you to take these cans, shall I give them to you?"

"Okay."

Jiang Weimin agreed naturally, but Peng Guilan hurriedly refused.

"It can't be done, let's just walk back."

"Old woman, why don't you take a car if you have one?"

When he woke up, he just thought that his daughter-in-law was stupid?Why don't you sit in a car?
"Do you still want your son's job? Listen to me and go back."

If the neighbors saw them making big trucks, wouldn't there be an uproar?

Those of them are eighth wives the most. If you tell her son's colleagues, what about the child's job?

Therefore, this car cannot sit!
Jiang Weimin just felt baffled. Did they get in the way of Zhiwen's work by taking a car?

"Then this can?"

Jiang Mianmian pretended to be very embarrassed.

"No, no, old man, let's go quickly."

Peng Guilan didn't want to say anything anymore, as if she was afraid of being discovered, she hurriedly pulled Jiang Weimin to leave.

Jiang Mianmian watched the two drift away with a smile on her face.

Lan Yuexiang's eyes were starry, and she gave a thumbs up: "Director, you are the one who pays back!"

(End of this chapter)