Reborn as a rough guy in the 1970s, Jiaojiao is blessed with good fortune

But Xiuxiu still chose to support him. After all, she had supported him for more than ten years, and there was no turning back. Fortunately, Xiuxiu now has a lot of confidence.

Her confidence comes from the fact that even if Zhang Jiancheng loses all the wealth he finally saved, she will at least still have an education and training school and a fashion design company to maintain.

Under the leadership of Feng Yingying, the Xiu Qing Ya brand has finally become a best-selling brand in shopping malls across the country, which can be regarded as fulfilling the wishes of Xiu Xiu, Aunt Ya and Sister Qinghua.

The youngest daughter, Qingqing, is very similar to Sister Qinghua in character. Wenxian Xiuzhi, her language system has developed very well since she was a child. Under the influence and favor of her brothers, she is confident and cute, and learns things very quickly. She has already learned six piano skills when she was six years old. grade level,

So Xiuxiu allowed her daughter to enter first grade a year early, while she devoted herself deeply to her career and worked even harder.

After the spring of 1998, Zhang Jiancheng became busier and busier, and his mood became more and more solemn, and he almost never smiled again.

He also bought a computer at home, and he spent all day studying the stock market and economic situation in the office with his financial advisory team.

Xiuxiu knows that this is a year that connects the past and the future. For any group company, if you go beyond it, you will be a tall building, but if you can't go beyond it, you will be a thousand feet into the abyss.

In May, Xiuxiu was notified to attend the group's board of directors because she was a shareholder of Xiu Qingya, and Xiu Qingya's superior majority shareholder was Xiucheng Group.

The board of directors this time is very large, and many small shareholders like Xiu Xiu are also required to attend. This is the first time she has attended the board of directors organized by Zhang Jiancheng.

At the meeting, Xiuxiu watched the explosive arguments between Zhang Jiancheng and several veteran shareholders. She knew a little about finance and knew how thrilling Zhang Jiancheng's strategic arrangements were in the face of the financial crisis, but she could also see how desperate he was to do so. firm.

After the meeting, Xiuxiu waited in the office to go home with him, but Zhang Jiancheng called the team to the office for a meeting again.

Xiuxiu heard him say in a majestic tone: "Those who want to divest their capital, let them withdraw quickly, don't delay the group's strategy!"

The secretary advised: "Let's persuade if you can. If too many people are withdrawn at once, it will affect our real estate projects in Shenzhen and the capital!"

Zhang Jiancheng was calm and firm: "No need, they are required to evacuate within one month, and their affiliation with the group will also be severed. You must pay close attention to legal affairs and procedures!"

"Okay!" the secretary asked, "What about the subsequent deficit?"

Just as he was talking about this, the intercom phone came on the desk. Zhang Jiancheng pressed the speakerphone and heard a report from his subordinate: "Chairman, Director Lu from Hualu Group is here!"

"Where have you been?"

"Just got into the elevator!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Jiancheng stood up and went to greet him personally. When he reached the door, he suddenly thought of Xiuxiu and turned to the inner room.

Xiuxiu saw the door being opened a crack, Zhang Jiancheng poked his head in, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to meet him?"

Xiuxiu didn't go after all. She had only been confessed to her once in her life, and Zhang Jiancheng listened to the whole process. This was something she felt was very awkward her whole life.

When Zhang Jiancheng didn't come back until very late at home, Xiuxiu slept with her daughter while reading the newspaper, thinking about what happened at the board meeting today.

She knew that Zhang Jiancheng's plan was to expand the business, double the number of jobs in the group, and provide opportunities for a large number of people in the society who were in urgent need of re-employment.

Someone at the meeting refuted him, saying that the group is not a charity, and the country has to worry about re-employed people.

Zhang Jiancheng, however, had a tough tone. He said that if people are not responsible, they are not worthy of controlling wealth.

He also announced a hugely risky trading plan in the financial crisis, using the financial resources of the entire group to participate in the gluttonous feast of the stock market.

Xiu Xiu heard this with worry. She knew that the financial and economic routines were too deep, and she had never planned to get involved before, nor had she thought about owning a financial empire. Who knew that Zhang Jiancheng would eventually take the path of financial upgrading, and she really couldn't provide any information or help.

Xiu Xiu could only think about how he could use his abilities to ensure that the normal life of his family would not be affected if he failed.

The training school is her sole proprietorship, her personal enterprise, and it will still be a profitable industry in the next ten years. As long as family members do not waste money, this industry will be enough to support the family.

She was wondering whether to withdraw Xiu Qingya Company from his group. Anyway, compared to Xiucheng Group, Xiu Qingya Company only occupies a marginal position, and it would not achieve anything if it were withdrawn.

But then I thought about it and realized that this idea was too scary. If it was known that even his wife had withdrawn her capital, then those few people would not be the only ones to break away from his group.

Xiuxiu patted her head, how could she have such an idea? She couldn't leave him no matter who left him.

Just thinking about it, Xiuxiu snuggled next to her daughter and fell asleep, until she was woken up by him getting into bed and messing with her late at night.

Xiuxiu rubbed her eyes, pushed his hand away, and murmured in a low voice: "You're back? Don't make trouble, my daughter is still here!"

He smelled of alcohol and breathed hot breath into her ear: "It's okay, I've already taken her out!"

Xiuxiu turned around and saw that her daughter beside her had disappeared. She sighed, pushed him and said, "Can you take a bath first?"

He refused and unbuttoned her pajamas very seriously: "No! I drank!"

"What does drinking have to do with taking a bath?"

"I'm going to be drunk! I'll wake up after taking a shower!" He spoke like a child, but he unbuttoned his buttons more seriously.

Xiu Xiu wanted to laugh, so she pulled on her clothes and said, "I see you are quite sober now!"

Zhang Jiancheng suddenly stopped moving and lay down on the bed childishly: "I'm not awake, Xiu Xiu, please take the initiative..."

Xiuxiu sneered: "It's you who wants to be drunk, not me!"

Zhang Jiancheng pulled her over, put her hand on his face, and said angrily: "If you love me, take the initiative..."

His face was a little flushed, his expression was confused, and the smell of alcohol in his breath was strong. It seemed that he had drunk fine wine, with a faint smell of perfume.

The scent of this perfume is very familiar to Xiuxiu. She bought it for him from Hong Kong. He always talks about what kind of perfume a grown man wears, but only uses it occasionally when he is with her.

He took the initiative to use it now, probably to block the smell of alcohol. It seemed that he really didn't plan to take a shower today.

Thinking about what she saw with her own eyes today, how powerful he was but also under great pressure, Xiuxiu sighed, bent over him, and relied on him for everything...

After a long time, Zhang Jiancheng nestled in Xiuxiu's arms, and Xiuxiu asked him softly: "Are you feeling particularly stressed?"

He hummed in a dull voice: "Lu Qinglin promised to provide me with financing, so there is no pressure now!"

"What benefits did you promise him?" Xiuxiu asked.