The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

This little nephew is not only beautiful, but also very smart. Although he has a cold temper, he never smiles when I see him.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it's worth the money.

Xiaorong's mind suddenly opened up.

So, he asked Shi Wanbin, his confidant, to find two people who had no background, were greedy for money, bold and easy to deceive.

Do something big for him.

Originally it was just enough to tie up a little nephew, but who knows, buy one get one free, even the beautiful niece who is sick and has sharp teeth.

But it doesn't matter. As long as the two fools get the ransom, the traitors he arranged can tear up the two kidnappers and the two kidnappers together and bury them in the soil forever.

The matter was done covertly, and several groups of people were contacted through a single line of communication, so no one could suspect Xiaorong.

Having lost a son and a daughter overnight, what would his wise and wise eldest brother look like?

Xiaorong was hesitant at the beginning but became more and more impatient later on. It can be said that he was very much looking forward to it!

It's a pity that despite all calculations, some idiots would be so courageous.

Those two damn bastards picking up trash by the river!idiot!He actually dared to see the money and had a whim. Without telling Shi Wanbin, he raised the ransom again and again until it reached 10 billion, which was delayed for two or three days.

As a result, he couldn’t even control a teenage girl and a 7-year-old kid!

Instead, he dragged himself to death.

As for how they died, Xiaorong didn't care at all.

There was a knife on Se Zi's head. Who knows how they died on that dead girl.

A well-planned kidnapping resulted in the death of two garbage men and a sick man. He, Xiaorong, gained nothing.

Oh, no, his niece still made it to the hospital and wasted half a month on exorbitantly expensive medicine before she died.

Anyway, damn it...

Xiao Rong thought hard when he reluctantly moved the money out of Switzerland and repaired the hole.

Why not die!

Xiao Rong thought so after the kidnapping case more than ten years ago.

He thought the same thing after the major car accident on the Jingjiang Expressway four years ago.

To this day, Xiao Li's son, that wolf bastard, actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge to drive him out of office, he thought with gritted teeth.

Sure enough, the whole family hated him.Even Lin Xiaopei, who always looked down on him and sneered at him, was so lucky!

One day, he, Xiaorong, will bring all these people -

"Mr. Rong?"

"...Mr. Rong?"

Kong Dapeng looked at Xiao Rong strangely, who was staring at the porcelain vase by the wall without saying a word, with a very gloomy and strange expression, and for some reason his heart was pounding.

In Kong Dapeng's impression, Xiaorong has always been a big boss with a meek personality.

Ambitious, but not decisive and ruthless enough, far less courageous than Xiaosheng, which is why Tengrong's development has been tepid for so many years.

But now his expression...

Kong Dapeng looked at it and felt hairy on his back.

Xiao Rong came back to his senses, calmly suppressed the hatred and murderous intention in his heart, and his face regained its gentleness.

He pinched the temples, raised his glasses, and spoke slowly: "I know what I know, you should find out first -"

Before he finished speaking, a careless whistle came from the spiral staircase.

A young man dressed flamboyantly whistled and jumped down from the stairs, still holding the car keys in his hand.

"stop!"

Xiao Rong had a straight face and shouted: "What are you doing again!"

Xiao Qiming put his hands behind his back and smiled casually.

"Dad, A Dong and I will go out to have hot pot."

Xiao Rong had a worried look on his face and winked at Kong Dapeng. After he put the information away and left, he glared and cursed:

"Eating hot pot? Are you dressed like this when eating hot pot?"

Xiao Qiming spread his hands and looked down at his outfit, "How am I doing?"

A mink coat, leggings that are more worn out than a tramp's, a floral shirt that's more fancy than a grandma's, a tinfoil perm for a scumbag, and a row of blinding earrings on the ear bones.

The more Xiao Qiming looked at him, the more satisfied he became: "How handsome he is! After finishing the hot pot, it's time to go sing again."

Xiao Rong couldn't bear to look at it and said angrily:

"You're not allowed to go. I was beaten up when I made trouble in a bar last time. It's not embarrassing enough, right? You have nothing to do all day, so you can go to work in Tengrong tomorrow!"

"I'm not going to Tengrong. Besides, I haven't officially graduated yet."

Xiao Qiming turned a blind eye to his father's anger.

Lifting his legs, he sat down on the back of the sofa, twirling the luxury car keys with his fingers, and said:

"Dad, please arrange a job for me at Xiaoqi headquarters. I want to go to Jingzhou."

"I can't arrange it for your dad!" Xiao Rong slammed the table in anger.

Xiao Qiming drawled and said disgustedly:

"Dad, aren't you? The deputy director of the Tangtang Xiaoyi Group can't even arrange a job for your son? Then how can Brother Jingchuan be the president directly? It's not arranged by the uncle. The uncle is disabled, and he can talk better than you. .”

In Xiao Qiming's impression, his uncle is a king who dominates and dominates, and his father is Wen Tun's useless little brother.

"you--!"

Xiao Rong was so angry at this traitor that he lost all self-cultivation and smashed a cup at him.

Xiao Qiming was familiar with the car and was nimble and dodge accurately. He swung the car keys and waved as he walked out.

"We agreed to arrange a general manager or above for me, otherwise don't ask me to work. I can't afford to lose this person."

The servant lowered his head and remained silent. He quickly came over and swept away the debris on the floor.

After a while, Chen Yuzhen came over with ginseng tea, put it in Xiaorong's hand, calmed him down gently, and advised:

"Don't be angry, Qiming is still young and ignorant. I just heard that you plan to let Tengrong become completely independent from Xiaoqiao?"

Xiao Rong's face was sullen, his lenses flashing slightly, and he just stared at his wife without speaking.

Chen Yuzhen explained in a low voice: "I didn't mean to listen."

Xiao Rong retracted his eyes, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

It took a while before he said "hmm".

Chen Yuzhen looked sad and asked:

"Why is it so sudden? It turns out that eldest brother wants Tengrong to become independent, but you are not willing to do so."

Xiao Rong snorted disdainfully.

"Things are different now. At that time, Xiao Sheng was hypocritical and wanted to kick me out. How do you think Xiao Jingchuan is better than his father?"

Chen Yuzhen was used to her husband's private temper, and said good-naturedly: "That kid Xiaochuan, although he's a bit indifferent, he used to be very polite and good at studying."

"Okay? That's great of him!"

Xiao Rong snorted coldly, took off his glasses, picked up the glasses cloth and wiped them slowly, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes showed shrewd wrinkles.

"Now it's clear that I can't get anything good out of Xiaoyi. It's only right to hold Teng Rong completely in my hands before I break up. Later... hmph."

Chen Yuzhen didn't quite understand, but it was always right to listen to her husband. She nodded, worried about her son and said:

"Then Qiming wants to go to work in Xiaoqiu..."

"Go to hell."

Although Xiao Rong has gained a little weight in recent years, his gentle and Confucian temperament is still there, and now he suddenly speaks rough words, which is not against the rules at all.

"Let him go to the company's purchasing department tomorrow. If he doesn't go, all the trucks will be stopped."

He put on his glasses again, stood up and entered the study, leaving only one sentence.

"If that brat could have even a little bit of Xiao Jingchuan's ability, I wouldn't be able to do anything for him every day."