Go wild! son-in-law

It was received that a criminal armed base abroad was attacked by another group of armed men at three o'clock in the morning.

Cao Heng also received a photo of the scene where he was raped, and simply replied with two words, "Thank you!"

The major worry has been eliminated, and you no longer have to worry about someone doing harm to your family.

The old man in Beijing called and asked Cao Heng to end his vacation early, go to his place and then transfer to Ruiwen City.

I hurriedly said goodbye to my wife and booked the last flight of the day.

After walking through the membership aisle and boarding the plane, an acquaintance came next to him as soon as he sat down. Cao Heng smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect us to meet again. Where are Mr. Chen going?"

Seeing the couple in the waiting room, Chen Mingjiang didn't expect to meet Cao Heng on the same plane. He straightened his collar and sat down and said, "It's the end of the year. Let's go back to the company headquarters."

"The project we talked about some time ago did not pass the company meeting vote. Mr. Qin should tell Miss Mu." Cao Heng looked regretful.

How fucking hypocritical. For the first time, I felt that people like Cao Heng were extremely hypocritical and insidious. Chen Mingjiang sneered and said: "It is really not the behavior of a good and responsible boss to pass all the responsibilities to subordinates."

Cao Heng arranged the blanket and covered it with his chest and said:

"As long as the company develops well, performance, year-end bonuses, and various benefits are provided, you are a good boss. You don't have to take on all responsibilities. You should shoulder the responsibilities that are your own, and you must never admit those that are not."

"I can't fool you, but your career is developing well." Chen Mingjiang considers himself very successful. From a poor boy to the president of a multinational capital branch, he can control tens of billions of assets, but compared with the person in front of him, he is still a little behind. inferior,

In life. He has a wife who loves each other, and their child is about to be born, but no matter how hard he tries, it always feels like it's just not enough.

Cao Heng said, "I know you are dissatisfied, so there is no need to dissatisfy me. The fines imposed on the Xiongyuan Group's goods by the customs should be your handiwork. The reason for returning to China to contact Jiang Meng is to find yourself..."

The senior executives of Xiongyuan Group and the Jiang family also suspected that it was his own handiwork, but they had no evidence to prove that they could not let him continue talking without having his underwear taken off. Chen Mingjiang interrupted and said: "Xiaomeng is now Your wife, you shouldn’t talk to her ex about her affairs, you disrespect her very much.”

He was good at raking the ground, so Cao Heng gave him a thumbs up and said:

"It's because you don't respect her. You went back to China to hook up with your ex-girlfriend even though you were married. By the way, you should have considered Mu Siya as a backup, right?"

The iconic smile disappeared, and Chen Mingjiang said in a very unhappy tone:

"I don't know what Mr. Cao means. There is no need for us to get into a tense situation as soon as we meet. Miss Mu and I are classmates and are just close friends. Xiao Meng knew about this during our relationship."

Your mother, what does male green tea mean? While mentioning your wife’s past, it’s disrespectful, and at the same time mentioning that your wife has dated me, Cao Heng stretched himself and said:

"I really don't care about the past. Focus on the future. You can't use yesterday's sun to dry today's clothes. You must learn to rush into a new life. My wife has forgotten the past. She always says that the past few years have been the most important part of her life. It’s a stain, I told her; it’s okay, who hasn’t met a few scumbags?”

There is no need to fight for a winner in a war of words. Chen Mingjiang put on his headphones and blindfold and ignored Cao Heng, cursing in his heart: "It's bad luck."

During his return to Jianghai, Cao Heng paid a lot of attention to the projects invested by Chuangshuo Capital, including investment in media and a small number of physical brands. Other projects tended to invest in stocks and securities.

Many private media and personal studios are involved, including creating Internet celebrities, and Internet celebrity incubation companies are involved.

We have successfully launched several second-tier internet celebrities, with strong supply chain support behind them. On the platform, we have more pricing power than first-tier internet celebrities.

Hengsheng's senior management also proposed to enter this market, but Cao Heng refused. Every penny invested by Hengsheng Capital must stimulate employment... ...

The plane landed at Beijing International Airport, and Cao Heng followed people out of the airport.

You can avoid him after getting off the plane, but when you meet him again, Chen Mingjiang speeds up and walks out. He still has six hours to fly abroad, so he walks to the booked airport hotel to rest.

I never thought about provoking him again, just because he was in love with his wife, and he provoked her again and again, which seemed very stingy. After all, the woman who supported him behind the scenes was killed by someone else.

From a distance, I saw the vehicle coming to pick up the airport. This time a young man came. Uncle Song was old. Besides, he was the old man’s driver. Many people wanted to give him face, but few people dared to sit in the car he drove.

Cao Heng nodded to the young man and got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Mr. Cao, my name is Song Yi. My dad had a few drinks with Mr. Gao tonight and arranged for me to pick you up." Before coming, my father told me that he must respect Cao Heng, as he represents Mr. Gao.

Cao Heng stretched out his right hand towards him and said: "Hello! I'm Cao Heng. Thank you for your hard work. I have to trouble you to pick you up at the airport in the middle of the night."

Asked again: "Which organization do you work for?"

"Technical branch, just retired, currently in the same unit as my dad."

Being a driver at a young age means that he will be a driver in the future. Uncle Song arranged for his son to pick him up because he wanted to get to know his son. The purpose was to pave the way for his son.

Following big shots every day, there are many invisible resources, but these resources cannot be directly exchanged for cash. Cao Heng said: "Have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future, or is there anything in particular you want to do?"

"I usually like to tinker with things like circuits, and I took some certificates. Sometimes in life, I feel confused and don't know what to choose. Many outsiders envy my current job, but I really can't find what I love about it."

The construction of Jianghai High-tech Park lacked key personnel. Cao Heng wanted to get him to talk to Dr. Lin and said: "I will leave you a number later. If you want to change your job, just call him directly. I can give you the details." Which position is assigned depends on your ability."

For my father's sake, I won't arrange bad jobs for people with skills but no academic qualifications. Many private companies will use their academic qualifications to get stuck and are only willing to pay ordinary workers.

Someone recommended that the salary and benefits would be much better. Song Yi was very excited and said with a normal expression: "Thank you, I will think it through before making a decision."

"Well, you must think clearly. Your current job is something that many people can only hope for. In a few years, you may be like your father and follow a big boss. It's not necessarily..."

You and I talked to each other on the way, chatting here and there. After two hours, we returned to the courtyard. There were strips of ice on the poplar trees in the courtyard.

I felt a little uncomfortable when I suddenly came from the south to the north. I wrapped myself in a blanket and opened the door of the small building. The heater rushed to my face, and the waiter at home was still on.

He walked to the only bedroom on the first floor and opened the door gently. The old man was sleeping soundly, snoring slightly.

Suddenly, I felt that this small building was deserted and without any warmth. I turned off the lights and went upstairs. The room I used to live in was replaced with a set of clean sheets and quilts. This is another warm side of this small building.