The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 496
The four left the hospital. Seeing that it was still early, Ling Yu said that he wanted to go to the baby store to see if there were any small clothes that needed to be bought, and then the four went to the shopping center plaza.

As soon as he got off the nanny's car, Qu Jimeng received a call from his assistant.

Qu Jimeng walked aside and listened to the assistant's report with a serious expression on his face.

"Baby, I may have to go back to the company for a while, there is something I need to deal with."

Young Master Jun naturally knew what he was worried about, so he nodded and said, "It's fine. After all, you are the helm of Qu's now, and you may need to deal with emergencies in the company at any time, so you go first. I will take them two shopping .”

"Eh……"

Xiang Jiabao's excitement instantly dropped to freezing point, and he wanted to say something, but Qu Jimeng turned around and got into the nanny's car, and left in a hurry.

"It's okay, baby, the old uncle will be the flower protector for you two today, and I will definitely help you carry your bags! As long as you are willing to spend money on shopping."

"Hmph! Xiaoyu, if we don't spend a hundred and eighty thousand today, I'm not happy!"

Ling Yu's eyes widened, "One hundred and eighty thousand... I don't have one."

Xiang Jiabao patted his small bag proudly, "Don't worry, go shopping with me, I'll pay."

"That's right, Xiaoyu, since someone is paying the bill today, let's go shopping in the store." Young Master Jun made a gesture of invitation, and respectfully invited the two beauties to enter the shopping skyline first.

When Qu Jimeng returned to the company, his assistant had already sorted out most of the information about Zheng's company.

At this moment, seeing Qu Jimeng rushing to the company, he handed over everything.

"How is it? Have you estimated it? How much does Zheng's company owe at present?" Qu Jimeng quickly walked behind the desk and sat down, took over the investigation documents and flipped through them.

"The arrears of wages alone reached 5800 million, and then the money I found from the upstream service providers and downstream channel providers of Zheng's company, added up, roughly estimated, also reached 3.7 million!"

When Guo Hao said this, he was sweating profusely and loosened his tie.

3.7 million is a drop in the bucket for the Qu family, but it's really hard to say whether Alan, the chief steward of the Qu family, is willing to use this money to save the Zheng family company.

Quickly browsing through the investigation documents, Qu Jimeng fell into deep thought. If he told his grandfather directly that he wanted to help Zheng Yinan's family...

The old man may not help, right?
But how can I say that if you don't look at the monk's face, you can also look at the Buddha's face, right?

Anyway, he, Qu Jimeng, has started to take over the company now!

Thinking of this, Qu Jimeng still asked Guo Hao, an old man in the Qu family, very cautiously.

"Guo Zhu, do you think my great-grandfather will help?"

Guo Hao wiped off his sweat and smiled dryly, "This...I'm afraid the old man won't agree."

"Why are you so pessimistic?"

"Little Mr. Qu, it's not that I'm pessimistic, it's just that I know the old man too well. In the mall, I would never spend money to save a worthless company. This is the bottom line of every old man in the mall."

"But Zheng Yinan is my old comrade-in-arms and best friend! Could it be that my great-grandpa won't even help my friend?"

Guo Hao: "Why don't you check the old man's tone first?"

According to the purpose, according to his understanding of the old man, this matter will definitely be rejected outright.

As expected, Qu Jimeng came to the Qu family's villas on the mountain, found his grandfather who was playing golf on his lawn, and said directly, "Grandfather, I need your help with something."

Guo Hao watched from a distance, and heard that Mr. Qu did not follow the routine of the old people in the mall at all, so he couldn't help sweating for him.

If this went on like this, he would only get his head bruised.

"No! I'm going to the bathroom first—"

Under the watchful eyes of a bunch of servants, Guo Hao fled quickly.

The old man made a beautiful swing and saw that the little white ball went into the hole, so he turned to look at his grandson, "What can you do for me?"

(End of this chapter)