The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 900 3, fierce as a tiger

Chapter 900 thirty, fierce as a tiger
Qiao Yiying knew that she would unconditionally use the funds to tide her over, but after all, she had been sisters for so many years, and if it was empty-handed, she would rather the private equity fund go bankrupt.

Now, only by giving her the corresponding shares can she feel at ease.

Yan Qingjiu looked serious, "What are you talking about whether you are a shareholder or not? Of course I will give it to you unconditionally. How much is missing?"

"Well, about 200 billion."

Qiao Yiying continued weakly, "U.S. dollars."

"Is this a thing?"

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and sent a message to someone. Within a minute, Qiao Yiying's phone rang, and she picked it up without knowing why, "President, the funds are in place. You are our lucky star. He can turn the tide at any time."

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"Qingqing, what's the matter? Even if you want to give it for free, it won't be so fast."

Yan Qing giggled, "Yes! Yanyi waited in front of the computer, and as soon as I sent him a message, he transferred the funds that had been remitted to the multinational bank to your senior management, of course, in your name .”

Qiao Yiying didn't know what to say, "You are really, so much money, I can't afford to sell myself."

"So you have to go with me to the castle to play with me. My brother has been tossing me all the time recently. I can't tell the difference between day and night."

Qiao Yiying suddenly understood what she said before, whether taking a bath every morning is considered a beauty treatment, so that's what she meant.

"It's normal at 30 years old. A man in his thirties is as fierce as a tiger."

"But I really can't bear it."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Qiao Yiying burst out laughing, "If Yan Nanwu knew that you were afraid of getting along with him, he might die of anger on the spot."

Yan Qinggui's face turned red, and she said coyly, "No, I, I am, he, oops, don't talk to you."

After the child was born, she was still so shy, Qiao Yiying thought she was too cute, "Okay, okay, let me tell Gu Yan, why don't you go?"

"Hmph, you just know how to tease me!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, you came today to let our family of three go to the castle, isn't it just because Yan Nanarmed squeezed you?"

Yan Qingcuo pursed her lips, and said seriously, "Yes, although the Evergrande Palace is very magnificent, but the safety factor is not as high as that of the ancient castle, I'm afraid they will hit you, especially you and Mu Qiao, so this After a while, you will live here, and cultivate the relationship between the two children by the way."

Qiao Yiying flicked Yan Qingjiu's wig, "Okay, I thought you would let Jin Yu choose it herself when she grows up."

She was a little embarrassed, "I thought so before, but now I've figured it out, it's much more suitable to know the truth than to meet in the future, and Yanyan said that she likes Mu Qiao very much."

"Well, I think so too. Although Jin Yu will not be forced to make a choice in the future, but now that she and Mu Qiao are allowed to grow up together, the relationship between childhood sweethearts is sometimes much more important than the bright colors outside."

Yan Qinggui nodded, "I want to eat tiramisu, my brother at home controls the amount, and only gives them a small piece."

"Okay, while they're not here, I'll give you two extra yuan, Mrs. Chen, go and get tiramisu, squeeze a few glasses of juice, and bring more desserts."

They are now in the back garden, and their food is placed on the coffee table in the front hall. Fortunately, Mrs. Chen stood next to them in case Qiao Yiying might need anything.

"Okay, I'm going to let them bring it over."

After Mrs. Chen left, Qiao Yiying picked a rose by the yard to play with. She took a sip and it was quite fragrant. "Qingqing, do you want a little flower?"

(End of this chapter)

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