Lei Ruixiu shook his head slowly, "no, orange... Is pregnant!"
After that, Lei heting said with a clear smile: "I know, so the course for her will start in January next year.
Huiren hospital, owned by the Lei family, has three branches abroad. There is no need to worry about childbirth. "
Oh, it turns out that my resourceful father knew all about it and arranged it well!
Lei Ruixiu took a deep look at him, sighed and nodded, "in that case, I will listen to you."
"Well, don't think it's wasted time.
When you left Nanhai at the age of 19 and worked as a policeman for so many years, I believe you have the absolute ability to arrest criminals.
But for family development and planning, even if you have received internal financial training since childhood, you still lack practical experience.
Three years is not long. When you and Shu orange come back, it's time for me to completely entrust the Lei family to you! "
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At this time, near the inner room of Yuehua hall, Wen Cheng had been waiting for a long time not far from the corridor.
She was not hungry, so she planned to wait outside for him to come out before eating.
Wen Cheng sighed softly. The central air conditioner on her head was still blowing cold air. The air was slightly cool. She subconsciously rubbed her arms with her hands.
"Miss Duanmu!"
At this time, on the other side of the quiet corridor, there was a lazy call.
Wen Cheng looks intently. Under the warm yellow light, he sees Mr. Qi Jin coming idly.
He was also wearing the gray casual suit for the banquet, and the white shirt was not tied in the belt, which was a slovenly and loose dress.
Wencheng bumps into his narrow eyes from a short distance and instinctively raises his vigilance.
"Mr. Qi."
Wen Cheng called him blandly, and stared at the figure he was coming.
This man, with his long, narrow and sharp eyes and the scars on his eyebrows, doesn't look good.
In a moment, Mr. Qi Jin had already stood in front of her.
The distance between the two is only a few steps, but the other side's unkind eyes make Wen Cheng nervous unconsciously.
Do they know each other?
If not, why is his voice inexplicably familiar.
At this time, Qi Jin put his pocket in one hand and leaned on the wall.
He looked at Wen Cheng wantonly with aggressive eyes. After a few seconds, he raised his lips, "Miss Duanmu, how about making a friend?"
Wen Cheng looked back at him calmly, "so late, hasn't master Qi Jin had a rest yet?"
She didn't respond positively to Mr. Qi Jin's question. It's weird and deliberate for this person to appear here at this time.
Wencheng is very self-conscious. She doesn't believe Qijin. She just wants to make friends with her!
Smelling speech, Qi Jin Ye shrugged his shoulders, narrowed his eyes and said, "didn't miss Duanmu have a rest?
You haven't answered me. How about making a friend? "
"It's a great honor for me to take the initiative to make friends with people like Mr. Qi Jin." Wen Cheng nodded modestly, cleverly avoiding his eyes.
After that, he leaned against the wall and shook twice. He leaned directly towards Wen Cheng and said, "in your opinion, what kind of person am I?
If I say that I admire Miss Duanmu so much that I want to make friends on my own initiative, do you think this reason is sufficient? "