marriage is natural

Chapter 15 Future Wife...

But in the end, He Qingdong still couldn't say a few words, because his parents came to him.

"The nurse said she saw you coming downstairs, so I guess you must have come here." He Mu rubbed her hands shyly and said.

He's father silently followed He's mother, but when he saw He Chifeng, he nodded awkwardly and greeted him.Ren is my daughter's teacher, and he also promised to help her strengthen physical exercise in the future, no matter how embarrassing she is, she should be more polite.

"How's Mr. He's injury?"

Compared with Hefu, Hemu's social skills are slightly stronger.This is also the reason why He Wei decided to open a woodware shop for her parents after she became rich.

Father He is reticent but skilled, so he only needs to concentrate on making wooden utensils; Mother He is gentle and polite, and will be responsible for taking orders for a fee.The husband and wife sing together, and the business appointment is almost the same.It can be said that there is still a lack of money, and a penny is hard for a hero.

"It's almost time to leave the hospital." Seeing his nephew's silence, He Chifeng answered bravely.

This kind of occasion is not what he is good at.If I had known it earlier, I would have asked my wife to come with me. With her in charge, I would definitely be able to live in harmony with my neighbors, and maybe even become friendly neighbors with the He family.

"Really? That's really great." He's father and mother were happy from the bottom of their hearts. After the couple looked at each other, He's mother invited him: "After Mr. He is discharged from the hospital, we would like to invite the two of you to have dinner at home." Potluck, look..."

He Chifeng didn't even think about it, and immediately shook his head and declined: "No need, it's just a matter of little effort, his arm is already injured, so don't take it to heart. Student He Wei is still weak, and needs to rest after being discharged from the hospital. Don't bother me anymore."

When He's father and mother came in, He Qingdong had to let go of He Wei's wrist. Seeing that the latter immediately withdrew his hand and ran to He's mother, his eyes dimmed, thinking about the feeling when he was holding someone's wrist just now ——Smooth, slender, as if a little force can break someone's bones, I couldn't help but glance at He Wei's wrist, wondering if there were any red marks from his grip?
Unexpectedly, in such a daze, my uncle refused such a good meal at the Venerable Master's house. He wanted to change his words but couldn't say anything, so he could only watch helplessly as father and mother thanked him and took their daughter home after being discharged from the hospital. Yes, I was so tangled up.

He Chifeng had never seen his nephew so irritable before, and he gloated in his heart, but on his face he said seriously: "The conditions in his family are not good, and we have to make them pay for it. Four bites for three days, no, maybe more than three days... Hey, what are you doing?"

He Qingdong jumped up, put on his shoes in twos and twos, opened the door of the ward and walked out, saying, "Didn't you say you can leave the hospital?"

He Chifeng, who was left behind, had to resign himself to his fate and ask the doctor to issue a discharge summary, and then ran downstairs to the lobby to complete the discharge with the medical records and summary. When he rushed home in a hurry, he heard from his wife that his nephew came back and took the certificate He left, saying that he was going back to the unit, and suddenly jumped up angrily: "Is he crazy! Returning to the team like this, do you want to completely destroy your arm?"

In fact, He Qingdong didn't go back to work right away. After leaving the Jiangbin community, he called his best friend in the capital: "Help me think of an investment property that can make money without spending too much energy."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yizhou stared at the receiver for a few seconds almost like he was watching a lunatic, and then put his ears back in disbelief: "Ah, Ah Qing?"

"Ah, what! I said, think of an investment property that can make money and doesn't require much energy to take care of it." He Qingdong repeated impatiently.

Jiang Yizhou scratched his ears, but he still couldn't believe it. He Dashao, who had never been worried about money, would have a day when he humbly asked him for advice?
Of course, he added the humility himself, and the tone of the young master of the National People's Congress was directed at him, but this alone was enough to surprise him. The sun coming out of the west was not as frightening as Young Master He asking him about the investment business himself, could it be...

"Well, Ah Qing, are you in urgent need of money? Shall I transfer some money for you first?"

He Qingdong resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and repeated it word by word for the third time: "Just think of an investment business that can make money and doesn't require much effort. You don't need to worry about anything else, just tell me when you're sure." ,that's all."

"Beep beep..."

A busy tone came from the other end of the phone to end the call, Jiang Yizhou said "Hey", after thinking about it for himself, he quickly dug out the phone's address book and sent a group message to several other buddies.

The title is: Extra!Extra!Qing Shao is amazing!

The content is: Young Master Qing is probably in Ruanrou Township, and he doesn't have enough money to spend. He actually asks me for help to make money. I feel so flattered.Behind it was a series of horrified and shy expressions.

A few seconds after it was sent, two messages came in immediately.

One from Zhao He: True or not?You kid, don't make up gossip about that guy. You are not afraid of bloodshed, but I am afraid of taking care of the aftermath for you.

The other one was from Wen Runzi Shen Zhiyan: Ah Qing is back?Why didn't you meet up with everyone?
Jiang Yizhou replied uniformly: It was Little Thumb who lied to you!
Holding the first-hand information, he comfortably crossed his legs, leaned on the boss's chair, held his mobile phone in his hands and smiled uncontrollably, until he sold someone to the bottom, and only belatedly remembered the information that someone gave him. The task—an investment business that can make money without spending energy?wipe!If there is such a good thing, do I need to squat here for [-] hours a day without closing our eyes and working hard?

On the other side, He Qingdong closed the phone, squinted and looked in the direction of He Wei's house.

It was the morning before yesterday, when Hemu took her daughter downstairs to visit him and thanked him, he mentioned that he learned that Xiaonizi’s house was separated from his uncle’s house by three units, but her house was It is rented, and it is still the smallest type of apartment.

It's not that He Qingdong has no money on hand, he has at least seven figures in his bank account.

Part of it was the pocket money that the old man had allocated to him over the years. The interest alone was enough for an ordinary family to eat for half a year, but since then, he has stopped using it and left it in the account.

The other part is his current income.In the first two years, there were actually no extravagances. After being promoted to the elite, especially the third-level elite, I started to have a balance every month.

And since he was admitted to the official establishment of the special task force, he no longer paid attention to the salary that was put into the account every month. Even if he didn't touch the money from the He family, he would definitely not starve to death.

But now, he suddenly felt that he should do something.

Even if you can't set up a long chain of forming stores from Kyoto to other places like "Smiling Zhuge", and you can't handle tens of millions of orders in minutes like Jiang Yizhou, but at least you can pre-order for your future wife and children. A more secure path to economic security.

Thinking of "Smiling Zhuge" and his "Yuxiu Pavilion", He Qingdong narrowed his sharp eyes again, took out his mobile phone, quickly edited a text message, and sent it out before his ears felt ashamed.

"puff--"

Kyoto, Yuxiuge main store.

A slender figure standing in front of the window spewed out the coffee he had just drunk into his mouth.

On the screen of the mobile phone that was splashed with coffee stains, a domineering sentence flashed: My wife will work at your place in the future, please give me a green light!
(End of this chapter)