After I was in debt of one million, I opened a factory in the 1990s

Chapter 365 No Need to Worry Mr. Cao

In fact, Cui Changjia didn't want to get close to Feng Yuanyuan. She felt that Feng Yuanyuan and her husband had incorrect values ​​and that everything they did was illegal. Then she made the excuse that it was inconvenient to take her with her and asked to make an appointment another day.

Feng Yuanyuan sold her own car, but she is not without a car. She drives a Toyota Camry that is 80% new. Even this kind of car is more expensive than most ordinary families.

Cui Changjia received a phone call. Feng Yuanyuan left first. After she finished the call, she went to drive the car. Just as she walked to the car door and was about to open it, the rear door of the car next to her also wanted to open. She was afraid of bumping into them, so she took a step back. But when she looked over there, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart, thinking, the state capital is so small that she actually met this bastard!

Cui Changjia was familiar with Cao Kun’s car, but this car was obviously a new one and it was no longer Cao Kun’s original car. It seemed that he was doing very well this year and had even changed to a new car.

The man who was about to open the door was also stunned, but he still got out of the car and looked at Cui Changjia with a gloomy expression, "Is this the car you are driving?"

Cui Changjia ignored him, walked forward, and tried to open the car door. Under the man's gloomy gaze, the car door was opened.

Cao Kun held Cui Changjia back, not letting him pass. "Why were you able to open the door of this car?"

That’s right, the person who is about to get off the next car is Cao Kun!
Cui Changjia sneered, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Of course it matters. This is clearly Mr. Zhou's car!" Cao Kun said, almost gritting his teeth. "Why are you driving this car?"

"release!"

"I'm asking you, why do you drive this car?"

Cui Changjia turned around and shouted to the security guard not far away.

The security guard immediately trotted over and said, "Ms. Cui."

Cui Changjia said, "He grabbed the car door and wouldn't let me leave. Please deal with it. Call me when you're done."

She has always remembered the grudge against Cao Kun, but now she has no ability to deal with Cao Kun, so she can only let him enjoy the glory.

After saying this, Cui Changjia gave the car keys to the security guard and went to the corridor on the other side of the hall to wait.

There is really no point in confronting Cao Kun head-on, and it will only make her angry.

Seeing that Cui Changjia ignored him, Cao Kun was furious. "Why did that woman drive Mr. Zhou's car?"

"I'm sorry, we're not sure about this." The security guard said politely, "Please move aside. I'll give the car to Miss Cui."

Cui Changjia waited for a while and the security guard drove the car over.

Less than two minutes after Cui Changjia drove away, Cao Kun called her. She refused the first time, but he called her again the second time.

Cao Kun came up and cursed at the top of his voice, "Cui Changjia, you are ungrateful. If it weren't for me, would you have been able to turn things around?"

Cui Changjia asked coldly, "Boss Cao, you set up a trap and made us pay hundreds of thousands more for the land. What else do you want?"

"Okay, let's not talk about what happened before. Let me ask you, why did you drive Zhou Qingyan's car? What is your relationship?"

"No comment, this is my private matter."

"Cui Changjia, don't think that just because your dad is fine again, you are not afraid of anything," Cao Kun was very dissatisfied with Cui Changjia's tone. "I tell you, the Furniture Association will make big moves next year. It's not certain whether your small factory can survive!"

Cui Changjia said calmly, "Even if our family ends up begging on the streets, Mr. Cao won't have to worry about us."

Cao Kun knew that calling Cui Changjia was in vain, so he hung up and called Chang Yuanliang instead.

"How come Mr. Cao has time to contact me?" Chang Yuanliang was in a good mood.

Listening to the sound of Mahjong being rubbed across from him, Cao Kun asked, "Are you playing Mahjong?"

"Yes, let's play with President Qu for a while. Do you want to come?"

"I'm not going. You guys go have fun," Cao Kun was in a bad mood and asked directly, "Do you know Zhou Qingyan?"

"How could I not know? What's wrong?"

"What is his relationship with Cui Changjia?"

"Okay, why are you asking this?"

"I saw Cui Changjia driving Zhou Qingyan's car. What is their relationship?" "Oh, Changjia told me about this before. She said Zhou Qingyan is her boyfriend."

"Are you sure?" Cao Kun asked in surprise, "Are they really in a relationship? Mr. Chang, can you help me ask, are they just in a relationship, or have they taken something closer?"

"Boss Cao, are you and Changjia having a conflict again?" Chang Yuanliang sighed, "Changjia's temper is getting worse and worse."

Cao Kun was a little anxious. "Mr. Chang, please ask around and call me later."

There were quite a few people in the room, and the mahjong table was also littered with money. Chang Yuanliang responded, "Okay, Mr. Cao, I'll get back to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Qingyang, who was sitting in the main seat, asked, "Which Mr. Cao? Cao Kun?"

"Yes, it's him." Chang Yuanliang drew the cards and played them to Chang Ying.

Chang Ying was sitting in the bakery's operation room, applying hot compresses with coarse salt.

After the appendectomy surgery, she would feel a dull pain at the incision when she was tired or ate something inappropriate. The doctor asked her to heat up some coarse salt and hold it on her abdomen to warm it for fifteen minutes.

I have to say that this method is very effective. The pain is gone after applying hot compress.

Chang Ying was stunned when she saw the phone. Her father hadn't called her for a long time.

"dad."

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just have a stomachache."

"Oh, be more careful. Let me ask you, how is Changjia's relationship with Zhou Qingyan now?"

"We're planning to get married on May 1 next year. Dad, why are you asking this?"

Chang Yuanliang was shocked. "Why didn't you tell me when the decision was made?"

His tone was even a little harsh.

"Dad," Chang Ying frowned, "I'll probably tell you when she gets married. They're not engaged anymore, they'll just get married when the time comes."

"Have both sets of parents met? Has the Zhou family agreed to let Cui Changjia marry in?"

Chang Ying was unhappy. "What do you mean by this? Changjia is so outstanding, why doesn't the Zhou family agree? Uncle and aunt Zhou not only agree, they also like Changjia very much!"

Chang Yuanliang realized that he was a little emotional, and said, "Okay, I got it. How have you been recently?"

"pretty good."

"How's business in the store?"

“It’s business as usual.”

"Come back for dinner when you have time."

"Okay, Dad."

The conversation between the father and daughter ended in such a bland way.

Qu Qingyang played a card and asked Chang Yuanliang, "Who did Cui Wenquan's daughter choose as her boyfriend?"

"Zhou Jingwei's youngest son, Zhou Qingyan."

"No wonder Cui Wenquan rose so quickly?" Qu Qingyang said calmly, "It turns out there is capital behind him."

"Not really," Chang Yuanliang explained, "Jia Jia is indeed very capable. When she was with Zhou Qingyan, Brother Quan's factory was already very successful."

President Qu didn't say anything.

"Mr. Cui was a talented man with considerable influence. What a pity," said Cai Songde, a mahogany furniture maker who worked for Qu Qingyang. "The hero is old!"