Ziwei is placed on the children's chair.

Stuffed with a small pacifier.

There are diapers under the ass and Nunu's mouth. It's very cute.

May sat next to her, drinking soup with a small bowl. The family sat at the table and had breakfast.

At the moment, the picture is very warm.

Zhuang Shikai drank tremella soup and suddenly asked, "Aunt Chen just took an old dress up. Did you let her take it?"

May looked stunned and immediately nodded: "I asked her to take it."

"Is there not enough household?" Zhuang Shikai raised his eyes and asked in a low voice.

You know, dress is the face of a rich family. Gao Ding dress will never be worn twice. If you wear it twice, it is not called Gao Ding dress.

Zhuang Shikai thought that he had recently joined the "patriotic chamber of Commerce" to manage the police force while busy fighting business wars, so he took less care of his family.

It's terrible to burn money in the commercial war.

Progress has been faster in recent months.

Money burns faster.

There is also a reserve fund in the regulatory account.

However, the families of Zhuang Sheng and Huo Sheng are indeed short of income and assets.

Howard split several of his companies, threw off some edges, and is changing money to maintain the company.

Shao Sheng's philanthropy was completely stopped.

Let alone the boat king.

Cruise ships burn oil on loan.

Mr. Song has a better life.

Zhuang Sheng's life was ok, but there was no banquet at home during the Spring Festival in the first two months. Recently, his travel was dominated by a separate official car and a nanny car, and there was no more team pomp.

Sorry to say, the money for the red envelope given to the police brothers during the Spring Festival came from the rose.

The winery, cigar and horse farm should stop.

Recently, the "five crocodiles" have a collective low-key, quite a feeling of "lonely" boss.

Shopping malls are in full swing. Everyone knows that it is a war to dump all their assets.

The wind knows the strong grass, and the board knows the sincere minister.

The harder the fight between Zhuang Sheng and others, the more the country sees it... These are military achievements that can't be erased. Zhuang Sheng and others don't pretend. They really have to fight very hard.

When Zhuang Shikai saw that "may" was going to wear an old dress to the tea party, he even felt a sense of guilt and didn't live a good life with his woman.

At present, Zhuang Shikai also sees that the ring on May's hand is wrong, and the diamond ring fixed on the jade finger hasn't moved away for a long time

"Enough home! Ziwei and I are doing well. " May replied with a smile. She immediately noticed her husband's eyes and laughed: "that sapphire ring is out of date... I asked Ah Xiang to help send it abroad for shooting and change it for a diamond..."

"True love lasts forever... To be honest, I prefer more diamonds..."

May stretched out her five fingers and the diamond ring glittered. Compared with the previous sapphire, it is very different in value and noble spirit

Zhuang Shikai took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "don't worry, things have a good result."

"Spring is almost over."

"I'm sure I'll compete with the ghost."

May smiled silently.

"I'm full." Zhuang Shikai put down the dishes and chopsticks, returned to the room and opened the cabinet.

Last month, there were brand bags. In the dazzling cabinets, there were only a dozen bags of different models and seasons left in the twinkling of an eye.

Except for two big brand gifts and VIP gifts, there is no new spring style.

This is a shame for the "rich family". Although Zhuang Shikai is not a hypocritical person and has lived a hard life, he is really uncomfortable.

Because may is different from rose. Rose has confidence. Zhuang Sir holds rose and can borrow money without being ashamed.

But may followed him since childhood. He is all of May. There are some things that can't be said.

Before he took the last step of calling "Rose" assets, Amy sold her private luxury goods first, and only sold her own. The antique furnishings at home didn't move, and his clothes, accessories and watches even added new goods.

Zhuang Sir did not expect that "may" had such a determined and brave side.

"Alas." He sighed gently, and at a glance he could tell which bag Ah Mei would wear. He simply took out a bank card from his clothes, opened the bag and stuffed it into the interlayer.

This time may showed her bearing as the mistress of the Zhuang family.

Before Zhuang Sheng left home, she sent him off as usual, carefully and slowly arranged Zhuang Sheng's collar... May then took the bank card out of her pocket, stuffed it back into Zhuang Sheng's pants pocket, looked at him and said, "men have more money, and this card should be kept with you."

"Well?"

Zhuang Sir's eyes flickered and he was surprised.

It is reported that the little wife of Baochuan King fell out with him.

I can find this scene at home... Zhuang Sir is really moved

"You don't have to worry about my humiliation in old dresses. Like me, Mrs. Shao, Mr. Huo and Miss Song, we are in fashion to wear old dresses recently."

"I don't know anywhere else. On Hong Kong Island, how we wear is fashion." May showed confidence in her mouth and raised her ring: "you are my man. No matter what you do, I will support you!"

"After I asked Ah Xiang to sell the luxury goods and jewelry, I set up a fund abroad. The money is not much, but even if we are poor, we can let Zi Wei go to the best school and grow up healthily."

Zhuang Shikai moved his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything or take out the card in his pocket. He just said, "I'm out to work!"

"Go."

May smiled sweetly.

No matter whether may's other abilities are strong or not, at least "Zhuang Sheng" feels very relieved in this family, and he can rest assured that the family is handed over to May.

"Squeak!"

Hong Kong Island region.

Zhuang Shikai drove to work.

In fact, the police officers in the general district do not care about the business of the mall. Except for the high-level attention, everyone does not know the changes in the assets of "Lord Zhuang", but they are still doing things seriously.

London.

On the Thames.

Ruan Wen wore a black hat, a long black and white dress and a scarf around his neck.

She put her hands over the coffee and said with a shallow smile, "Mr. Wu, what do you want to do?"

Gao Jin was wearing a suit, half leaning against a chair, and a scarf was hanging around his neck, but the scarf almost fell to the ground.

He put his hands together, put them on his legs, crossed his legs, and looked very confident.

"Hoo." He threw away a pile of banknotes in his hand, spit out his cigar, stared at Ruan Wen and said, "I want you!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Wu." Ruan Wen's expression was instantly serious: "although you have purchased several of my works, which is helpful to my career, I don't owe you anything because the art market is free to buy and sell."

"I know you have a lot of money, but I have a fiance..."

Now "rejection" is Ruan Wen's attitude, "I don't think you can do anything to me!" Is the meaning of soft text discourse.

Gao Jin smiled: "sorry, Miss Ruan, I'm sorry I didn't speak clearly."

"I mean... I want your talent, not your body."

Gao Jin pointed to himself and said with a smile, "you can see that I'm so handsome and don't lack women."

"Well?" Ruan Wen had a bag in his hand and his ass had left the stool, but he felt the "contempt" in Gao Jin's words. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

After Gao Jin explained his reasons, Ruan Wen put down his bag again and sat down and said, "do you want to cooperate with me for a long time to buy my works?"

This is rare in the art market. Once it is negotiated, it is a big business, which will be of great help to Ruan Wen's career.

Gao Jin said, "it's true for a long time, but it's not to buy your works."

"Please speak frankly, Mr. Wu." Ruan Wen asked in a clear voice.

"I want you to draw this..." Gao Jin took out a dollar and gently put it on the table. The breeze along the Thames gently blew a dime of the dollar. Ruan Wen looked at the dollar and pondered for a long time. Finally, he raised his head and said, "goodbye, Mr. Wu."

This time she picked up her bag, turned and left without a souvenir.

On the street, she quickened her pace, walked in high heels in a hurry, looked back from time to time, as if she was afraid of being caught up, and seemed to be observing whether people had gone.

Gao Jin held a cigar between his fingers, spit out white fog, and sat happily in a chair to blow the wind.

Five minutes later.

Ruan Wen walked into the corner, the red telephone booth and dialed the alarm call.

Eight minutes later.

"Beep! Doodle! " The siren blinked.

A dozen police cars stopped by the Thames and immediately surrounded the coffee shop.

“GOGOGO!” A group of armed and aggressive police officers rushed out of the police car with guns.

"The target may be a painter! Extremely dangerous! Act now! " A British police officer shouted with a communicator.

“yes,sir!” The police responded in unison and aimed their guns.

"Wow!" Dragon five immediately stood up from a nearby table and took a gun out of his arms.

At the same time, in the coffee shop, four or five round tables and more than a dozen bodyguards in suits got up one by one and took out guns to protect the boss.

Gao Jin's eyes narrowed slightly and burst out: "the other party is finally hooked!"

He's not just fishing for the police! But a real painter!

The painter can't help it! Start watching everything behind your back and designing your hand.

"Qiang." A silver poker appeared in Gao Jin's hand, suddenly shook his hand and flew out, hitting the officer on the wrist.

"Ah!!!" The palm of the British police officer was pierced by a gold poker. He immediately screamed and loosened the communicator in his hand.

"Bang bang!!!"

"Bang bang!!!" On the banks of the Thames, white pigeons were flying in the distance, and there was constant gunfire at the scene, ushering in a fierce battle.

Hong Kong Island.

evening.

"Go to the dock."

Zhuang Shikai closed his suit, closed the door and preached aloud.

"Yes, sir!"

Zhou Huabiao pulled on his seat belt, started the car and made a noise.

The car slowly drove out of the gate of the region.

Today, Zhuang Shikai said that it is true that the "commercial war" is about to come to an end. Four months later, the war has completed many steps, such as "bleeding", "intelligence", "dismantling the machine and digging a hole". At present, the scandal tactics have been launched, and the enemy's scandal has broken out. This move will determine the outcome in a few days.

Now Zhuang Shikai is going to the wharf to dispose of a batch of Twenty-five children.