Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 812 Liu Xixi told Little John everything frankly.
亿.
We usually see this unit of counting when reading news or newspapers, but we rarely come across it in real life.

To be precise, when the number 100 million is mentioned suddenly, it is difficult for ordinary people to tell how many zeros there are at the end.

Don’t disbelieve me, Lao Zhao counted with his fingers several times.

This is not the case with Lao Xiang, he has been abroad.

It's just 100 million, Vietnamese Dong is just a small amount.
Suddenly, Lao Xiang looked a little stunned, "Girl, you are not talking about Vietnamese dong or daily living money, right?"

Seeing Liu Qianqian nod slowly, his mind suddenly came back to its senses.

How much is more than 5 million euros?

Are ten fingers enough?
Lao Zhao glanced at Lao Xiang and reminded him quietly, "That's enough. I just counted it."

After she finished speaking, Liu Xiaoli, who had also recovered from her shock, nodded. How could so much money suddenly appear?

For a moment, the living room fell into silence.

Only the aroma of tea and the three little ones looked at the adults present with curious eyes.

Of course, the silent joy on Liu Xixi's lips also revealed the little pride in her heart.

Before confessing, she was still a little nervous.

But after saying it, all I felt was pride.

All this money was earned after she and Xiangyang met. For this alone, she deserves the title of "lucky husband".

Although this is due to luck and the circle in which he worked, it is also inseparable from Xiangyang's outstanding vision.

But she always has a share of the credit for the military medal.

After thinking for a while, Lao Xiang, as the head of the family and the only male present, spoke:

"Girl, when will your dad come back?"

"Hmm?" Liu Qianqian was curious. Should I tell my dad about this? There was no need.

he.
Just as Liu Qianqian cast an inquiring look at Liu Xiaoli, Lao Xiang continued:
"What I mean is that we should try to take a family photo before the New Year."

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For a moment, Liu Qianqian felt her eyes tremble uncontrollably when she heard these words.

Xiangyang, you're a damn bastard.
Look at your father and mother and then look at yourself!

But in a flash, Lao Zhao's words made Liu Qianqian realize why Xiangyang deliberately let her face the two elders alone.

No, it’s the three elders.

Even Liu Xiaoli is very concerned about this issue.

"Xixi, you and Yangyang are already so rich, so don't just be busy from now on."

Old Zhao couldn't figure out how the 50 billion was spent.

She had no idea how the two children earned money.

But that didn't stop her from knowing that the money was enough for her family, including several children, to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

Yes, several.

Yangyang and Xixi are still so young and they have such a good relationship.

She read the report about Zhang Mouzi's affair.

The fine is several million, and the interest on the deposit alone is enough to pay it, so.
"Nonsense, didn't you hear the kid just say that this money is just on paper and can't be counted?"

Because of his profession, Lao Xiang speaks in a somewhat authoritative manner without even getting angry.

"I am also concerned about Xixi. She works so hard on the set."

Old Zhao felt that it was not wrong for him to be without a child, and there was no need to rush to have another child. Then the two of them could enjoy their lives.

Now when the two children meet, it is almost as easy as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

how?

So you’re addicted to celebrating Chinese Valentine’s Day?
"Mom, Xiangyang and I have discussed this and we will only shoot two movies a year at most and spend the rest of the time with our family." Liu Qianqian knew that Lao Zhao didn't just think that way.

What's more, there is one movie in the first half of the year and one in the second half of the year.

Isn’t it just right?
Hehe ~
Your son is playing tricks on me, so I can also be a little bit cunning~
"Xixi also needs to have her own career." Liu Xiaoli, who had been silent all this time, also expressed her opinion at this time.

She knows her daughter's character better than anyone else.

Be strong, right?
There is still a little bit of laziness in my bones.

Be stubborn, but need a firm support.

When she was young, her shoulders were big enough for her.

Now I have grown up, I have become taller and fatter.
"Didn't she also say that she and Yangyang's donation and subsequent investments were all borrowed from the bank, and the interest had to be earned."

"Isn't Yangyang's salary quite high? He also gets dividends every year. Let him earn it, and it will make him proud. He has always wanted to stand out since he was a child, and this is exactly what he wants."

When it comes to who should be used as slaves, Lao Zhao stands on Liu Qianqian's side.

"Haha, Mom, that's impossible."

Liu Qianqian was a little dissatisfied with her mother-in-law's statement. After hearing this, she couldn't help laughing and said, "We are husband and wife, and we must work hard together."

"Well, what Xixi said is right." Lao Xiang nodded and sighed.

He likes these three views.

Moreover, it would be better if someone were to keep an eye on Xiangyang's profession.

Having a little yellow-haired kid at home is enough for him to bear.

just in case
Before he could think of what to say, a whistle sounded outside the villa door, interrupting his thoughts.

He didn't even need to listen carefully to know that the sound came from the Passat his daughter-in-law bought for him.

Ok.

Although he is reluctant to drive this car because it consumes a lot of fuel.

But he is very familiar with every part of his beloved car.

"Why is Little John here?" Liu Xiaoli asked her daughter in surprise. Why did he come to cause trouble?

"I don't know either." Liu Qianqian shrugged.

Yeah, why is he here?
As everyone was puzzled, little JoJo opened her mouth beside them.
"I'll go open the door." Lao Xiang stood up from the sofa and walked to the door.

When he pushed open the door of the villa, the iron gate at the entrance happened to open, and Little John happened to come in.

When the two met, Little John didn't even have time to say hello.

Lao Xiang asked, "Is the oil full?"

Yes, his son has 50 billion, which won’t stop him from asking Little John for gas money.

It's two different things.

"Uncle, I almost didn't see you anymore." Little John, crying, opened his arms towards Lao Xiang as soon as he got out of the car.

He didn't come to pick up his son, but to complain. "You crashed my car?!"

Lao Xiang was shocked when he heard this, and after dodging Little John, he walked around the car and looked very carefully.

When he found there was no trace of scratches, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Give me the key."

"uncle."

"Go, go, go, go inside."

It was winter, and Lao Xiang just waved goodbye. He was too lazy to have a guessing conversation with Little John in the shade.

My daughter-in-law is here and there is a translator.

"it is good."

Little John nodded quickly.

Lao Xiang walked one step forward to the door of the villa. As soon as he opened the door, Liu Xiaoli, Lao Zhao, Mu Xin, Zhiyin and his son in the living room all looked at him and stared at him.

"Auntie, do you like the gifts I bought for you?" Little John had changed his expression.

After he asked, he noticed that Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin were hurriedly packing thick documents.

This inevitably made him take a few more glances.

You know, files are very sensitive, whether in the office or at home.

In this regard, King Understanding has the most say.

His toilet was filled with confidential documents that he had brought out.

Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin were so busy sorting out the documents that they didn't even bother to greet him, and their glances at him were evasive. What does that mean?
My son deserves to know, but I don’t?!

This was the first thing that popped into Little John's mind.

Then comes
"Liu, do you need my help?" Little John walked in with a smile on his face. After exchanging a few words with Lao Zhao and Liu Xiaoli, he asked with concern, "There are so many, let me help you move them."

"No need. You should go and check on little JoJo first. Don't you want your son anymore?" How could Liu Qianqian let little John succeed?

"Don't you want his daughter too?"

Little John muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the box containing the documents.

He bet that there must be a treasure in here.

As he had lived in this villa several times, he even knew where they were finally placed.

But the clearer he understood, the more certain he was that Liu Qianqian was deliberately hiding things from him.

Put it in your own bedroom.
Wouldn't it be better for you to put it in your study?
If you put it in the bedroom, how would I have the courage to go in?
Playing is playing, making noise is making noise, but sad little John still has a clear idea of ​​what he can and cannot do.

"JoJo, tell daddy, what did they talk about just now?"

"Cuckoo~"

Little JoJo, held in his father's arms, smiled happily, and it was obvious that he recognized little John.

"How about you two tell me about it?"

Since his son could only laugh foolishly, little John had to place his hopes on Mu Xin and Zhi Yin.

"what"

I don’t know whether the smart Mu Xin understood it or not.

She opened her little mouth and stared at her little Uncle John with eyes as bright as her mother's.

Zhiyin, who was sitting next to her, cooperated by using her two little paws to make gestures in the air, making strange syllables.

"You know what, little John is much better than our Xiangyang in this respect." Seeing him playing enthusiastically with the children as soon as he entered the house, Old Zhao praised him sincerely.

"Hmph, that's all he can do." Lao Xiang, who came in later and found that the oil was not full at all, naturally didn't want to be praised.

How come the son of 50 billion yuan met a guy who is so stingy that he is reluctant to spend even 500 yuan?

There is something wrong with my son's vision.

"Your son is good." Hearing how angry he was, Old Zhao rolled his eyes at his wife unhappily, "If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked."

"I" Lao Xiang was immediately speechless.

What Old Zhao said was absolutely correct.

When Xiangyang was born, he didn't stay at home to take care of the child because of the nature of his work.

See? Xiangyang just followed him.

"Dad, Mom, let's get ready to cook. Today I'm going to show you my cooking skills. Xiangyang praised me for my progress yesterday."

After coming out of the bedroom with Zhao Xin, Liu Qianqian immediately ran to her parents-in-law and acted nicely.

"You should have a good rest and tell mom what you want to eat." Old Zhao was reluctant to let such a pretty daughter-in-law be exposed to cooking fumes, but she had her own selfish motives.

Holding his daughter-in-law's hand, Lao Zhao reluctantly said, "Xixi, we have agreed that we will only do two plays a year."

"Well, don't worry, Mom." Liu Qianqian's eyes flickered. She would not regret it.

After a moment, Liu Xiaoli, who had seen what happened just now, complained softly in Liu Qianqian's ear:

"You, just trick your mother-in-law."

"Hehe~" Liu Qianqian's eyes curved, "Xiangyang keeps lying to me, and I never see you speak for me."

"What did he lie to you about?"

"." How could Liu Qianqian say that?

the other side.

"Uncle, aunt, let me help." Little John, who came to Xiangyang's house to eat and drink for free, was very active.

"What can you do? Go and accompany the children. I'll call you when it's ready." Old Zhao, who was taking food out of the refrigerator, didn't care whether little John understood him or not, he just kept talking.

"Help me wash the vegetables." Old Xiang was not polite to little John.

"it is good."

Little John was delighted.

He took off his suit, pinned up the cuffs of his shirt, and walked upstairs as if no one was around.

Although, he would not enter the bedroom.

But I felt itchy and couldn't control myself.

He felt uncomfortable if he didn't come up to take a look.

But as soon as he came up, he was stunned in the corridor. Liu Qianqian deliberately left the bedroom door open.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come down and help with the cooking."

Liu Xixi in the living room was always paying attention to little John's every move.

Don't say~
Xiangyang's trick of bullying little John is quite effective.

I didn't hide it from you on purpose.

Little JoJo, you all know~
Ask him when he grows up.
Hehe
(End of this chapter)