Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Jiang Wangshu took out 100 million yuan of funds to register a company, and her Tengfei Technology Co., Ltd. was officially established. But this was not enough, she had to urgently look for new investment.

Her target is several major families in Beijing.

The Fu family, the Hua family, the Ji family, the Jiang family, the Wen family, the Lin family...

The Hua family was the first one she ruled out. The most taboo in a partnership is an unclear relationship. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. She had no contact with the Ji family and the Jiang family, and was not familiar with them. The Wen family's main industry was jewelry and minerals, which was not on the same channel as hers.

Then it can only be——Fu family.

If she remembered correctly, the Fu family would focus on the chip industry in the future, and Fu Chengqian also intended to develop in the direction of technology. The most important thing was that Fu Chengqian was indeed a business genius. The annual revenue of the group under his name alone exceeded 25 billion, and the gross profit margin was as high as %.

He and Hua Tingrui are known as the first heirs of Jing City.

But Jiang Wangshu still hesitated.

Because of the future marriage between the Fu family and the Hua family.

After several nights of repeated contemplation, Jiang Wangshu decided to let nature take its course. She did not want to interfere too much in Hua Yu's fate.

It was 1:30 in the morning and the lights were still on.

Jiang Wangshu got up and walked to the study. She pulled out a chair and sat in front of the computer, and began to write a cooperative investment plan. Fu Chengqian had a sharp eye, and if the project wanted to attract his attention, it was necessary to come up with a core competitive point.

The bright yellow desk lamp illuminated her profile. Her skin was so fair that one could clearly see the tiny hairs and pores. Jiang Wangshu's eyes were firm and his expression was focused.

Finally, it's six in the morning.

The yellow roses on the windowsill are enjoying the nourishment of dewdrops, and their buds are about to bloom like shy beauties just out of the bath.

"Huh..." Jiang Wangshu let out a sigh of relief.

She stretched her sore shoulders, put her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes, rubbed her temples to relieve her fatigue, and after doing all this, she went to the bathroom to wash and take a shower.

Jiang Wangshu's work and rest schedule is no different from that of an iron man. She is extremely self-disciplined and will exercise even if she has to stay up all night.

At half past six, she appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling window downstairs on time, holding dumbbells in her hands and looking into the distance to relieve eye fatigue.

She didn't hire a nanny, but only asked a part-time worker to take care of the villa on a regular basis. So she just made something to get by for breakfast, and after eating, she called Qin Zhao without stopping.

"Please ask your lawyer to come to my office later."

"Ok."

Ascendas Technologies.

Jiang Wangshu carefully discussed the contract details with the lawyer, and after confirming that everything was correct, he called Qin Zhao into the office again.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Qin Zhao responded and walked into the office, closing the door. "Director Jiang, what's going on?"

Jiang Wangshu placed his hand flat on the contract paper, looked up and said to Qin Zhao: "Can you help me try to make an appointment with Fu Chengqian, the president of Fu Group."

"Huh?" Qin Zhao was obviously a little confused.

Make an appointment with Fu Chengqian? He is the heir of the largest family in Beijing, worth hundreds of billions. How could they easily reach that?

Moreover, Mr. Jiang doesn’t need Tianhua’s identity, and it is too difficult for Tengfei to become an unknown person.

Jiang Wangshu knew where he was hesitating, so he said bluntly: "I know it's a little difficult, just go ahead and give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll think of another way."

Seeing this, Qin Zhao was relieved, "Yes, I will contact someone immediately."

Jiang Wangshu actually understood that there was a high probability that he would not succeed. After all, everyone’s time was precious, and the time of the richest man’s son was even more priceless.

But always give it a try.

……

Qin Zhao came to Fu Group and chatted with the receptionist, deliberately trying to get close to her: "Hey, beautiful lady, is your president very busy? I see you are so busy that you don't even have time to rest."

There is no girl who doesn't like being called a beauty, let alone a young and pretty girl. The receptionist also chatted with him, "Of course, you didn't see it. They are all the same as you, wanting to see our vice president."

"Haha." Qin Zhao laughed awkwardly.

The receptionist even flipped through the registration form in his hand.

Qin Zhao took the opportunity to sneak a peek at the registration form in the receptionist's hand. As expected, all the appointments he had registered were moved to the back.

Wow! There is a long list of names of people and companies. It seems that they are ranked more than 500th in the queue. It is a wonder that they can get an appointment.

It's terrible.

After returning home, Qin Zhao almost looked for all the connections he could. His father was a professor at a university in Beijing and had participated in the research and development team of Fu Group, so Qin Zhao decisively looked for his father.

"Hey, Dad, didn't you cooperate with the Fu Group before? Do you have the contact number?"

"No."

In an instant, Qin Zhao's heart died.

He returned to the company dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Director Jiang, the Fu Group hasn't called me yet, so I can't make an appointment."

Jiang Wangshu shook his head. "It's okay. This is not an easy task. You've worked hard these past few days. Go back and rest first."

"it is good."

This result was expected. How could a small, second-rate company be favored by a large group?

But Jiang Wangshu did not give up.

She must attract investment.

God helps those who work hard, and she finally gets a chance to turn things around.

……

The phone call from the other side of the ocean came, and the voice was still full of energy: "Good morning, have you eaten?"

Jiang Wangshu has been very busy lately. On the one hand, she has to take care of Tianhua, on the other hand, she has to think about how to attract investment. There are also two professional courses waiting for her to attend at the school.

"What's the matter?" Her voice was sharp, but a little hoarse and tired.

Hua Tingjue was not very satisfied with the answer when he heard it. "What's wrong? Can't fight if there's nothing wrong?"

There was no time to argue with him, Jiang Wangshu said directly: "If you have something to say, say it now!"

Hua Tingjue was not used to the sudden seriousness, "Hey, I just want you to do me a favor, will you help?" He asked Jiang Wangshu even though he said it was a specific matter. Jiang Wangshu, who was afraid of falling into a trap, did not answer him, but just stopped the work in his hands and put his hands on the armrests of the chair.

"You speak first."

"Well... Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want you to light some incense for me."

"what?!"

Hua Tingjue thought she didn't hear clearly because of the bad signal, so he repeated it: "I just went to the temple to worship. I've been a bit unlucky lately and all kinds of bad luck have been going on." When he talked about the reason, his tone was muffled and his nasal voice was very heavy.

"I thought maybe because I went abroad, the Bodhisattva had temporarily forgotten about me and hadn't paid attention to me recently. I wanted to ask him to protect me."

“……” Jiang Wangshu was speechless.

"I really want to pry your brain open."

"Why?!" Hua Tingjue was horrified.

Pry open his brain, is she a murderer?

Because Jiang Wangshu really wanted to see what was in his head, how could he think of asking others to pray for him???

Jiang Wangshu took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Can I still... pray for blessings?"

"Uh..." Hua Tingjue was stunned by this question. He thought for a long time before replying, "I, I think..."

"can!"

"Think about it……"

He explained in detail.

"What's the relationship between us? Sooner or later, we will be husband and wife. Husband and wife are birds of the same forest..."

"When disaster strikes, everyone runs away?" Jiang Wangshu blurted out.

"Ah, bah, bah, bah." Hua Tingjue spat into the air several times, "What do you mean by flying separately? I meant that we are one, from the same root! The Bodhisattva is so smart that he must know it, so your praying for me is equivalent to me going there on my own."

Waiting like this? There are a lot of twisted logics. Hua Tingjue is still the same Hua Tingjue, as always, and has never changed. Jiang Wangshu sneered: "Haha."

"Just tell me whether you're going or not."

Jiang Wangshu refused: "If you don't go, can you believe in science?"

Hua Tingjue glanced around, then suddenly covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "Then can you explain the science of our rebirth?"

"..."

Jiang Wangshu stopped talking.

Stumped by the question, Hua Tingjue's voice was full of arrogance, "Haha, you see, even though you are so smart, you still can't explain it."

"Humph."

"..."

"So, superstition is superstition. You can't disbelieve it, but you can't believe it completely." Hua Tingjue became more and more excited as he spoke, and even blurted out a golden sentence. After he finished speaking, he was surprised himself and asked Jiang Wangshu excitedly: "Oh my God, isn't this sentence of mine very true to Zen?"

Jiang Wangshu: “…”

Silence is golden. She has just been taciturn since she was a child.

"Okay, okay, is it decided?" Seeing her silence, Hua Tingjue took it as her agreement. After all, it was not the first time he did such a thing.

……

On a misty morning with a gentle mountain breeze, Jiang Wangshu drove to Lingqi Temple, the most famous thousand-year-old temple in Beijing, where many great masters gather and the temple is extremely efficacious.

February 2 is the day when the dragon raises its head and luck is turned. It is a lucky day for the people to wish for good luck and prosperity. At this moment, Lingqi Temple is crowded with people and the incense is strong. There are so many people that Jiang Wangshu just wants to avoid them for fear of being stepped on.

She followed the crowd and queued up, burning incense, donating money and getting the fortune sticks.

"Donor Jiang, please stay."

Just as she was about to walk into the main hall, someone suddenly called Jiang Wangshu. She paused and turned around. It was a kind-looking old monk, about fifty or sixty years old, who asked, "How do you know my last name?"

The old monk's eyes were clear and wise, and he said slowly: "It's fate, and it has its own destiny. How I know it is not important. What is important is that the donor has a new life. Please remember to let nature take its course and do not overly change the fate of others."

There was something behind his words, especially the word "reborn". Jiang Wangshu's heart tightened and his vigilance suddenly increased. He asked in a cold voice: "What do you mean?"

The old monk shook his head, "The donor's heart is as clear as a mirror, so you should know it."

After that, the old monk left. Then a young monk came up to her and tremblingly handed her a fortune stick, saying, "Donor...donor, here is your fortune stick."

"Why are you shaking?" Jiang Wangshu was puzzled.

Is she some kind of monster? In such a huge temple, blessed by the Buddha, a monk is actually afraid of her. Could she be some thousand-year-old monster that is very difficult to kill?

"No...no."

"Forget it, thank you." Jiang Wangshu ignored him and just took the lottery stick in his hand.

"Thank you, benefactor." After saying this, the little monk ran away.

Jiang Wangshu lowered his eyes and walked forward. He thought to himself: Next time, I won't come to this Lingqi Temple. The monks are all weird.

It’s definitely not serious!

She was busy burning incense and praying to Buddha, waiting for the fortune to be interpreted and the amulet to be received.

"Hello, it seems we got the wrong sign."

Suddenly, someone patted Jiang Wangshu gently from behind. It sounded like the soft Wu dialect, and the ending tone was as soft as a bamboo raft floating on the river.

Jiang Wangshu turned his head.

The other party handed her a fortune stick and said, "This is your fortune stick for having a child." She also pointed to the one in Jiang Wangshu's hand and said, "The one in your hand should be mine."

Seeking a son?!

Jiang Wangshu looked down.

It says: A good marriage was created at the beginning of the world, and all things come together on auspicious days and at good times; if you get this lot, it is no small matter, and it is a lot for a loyal and upright person to be like an emperor.

There are four more words - 'God-given son'.

"..."

Jiang Wangshu almost dropped the stick as if it were a hot potato. She quickly returned it to her with a trace of guilt on her face. She said quickly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was yours. This was given to me by a young master just now. Maybe there was something wrong with it."

The woman shook her head gently and generously, "Haha, it's okay. Coming to the temple is all fate. Maybe our acquaintance is also fate."

……

Buddhist temple.

"Master, why did you deliberately exchange the two donors' fortune sticks?" The little monk really didn't understand.

The old monk who was resting with his eyes closed laughed, took a long breath, opened his eyes and asked the young monk: "Bihe, what if the temple bell is misplaced?"

"Of course I adjusted it."

"Yes, adjust it." The old monk looked at the mountains in the distance through the wooden window and said confusedly.

"Huh?" The little monk was even more confused. What was the master talking about?

……

"Oh, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Sincerity is the key to success, so you have to walk down the mountain by yourself. Suddenly, someone greeted Jiang Wangshu. It was not difficult to guess that Jiang Wangshu and the lady had just met again.

Jiang Wangshu nodded: "Yeah, it's a bit of a coincidence."

The lady was very talkative and felt that she had an inexplicable connection with the man in front of her today, so as they walked, they started chatting: "Are you here to pray for a child today, too?"

"No, I'm praying for others' safety." Jiang Wangshu replied.

"Oh, I see. Praying for peace in Lingqi Temple is quite effective. But I'm here to pray for a child. People say this place is effective, but I've prayed for three years and it's not working." Perhaps it was a rare occasion that she met someone she got along with, so she spoke to Jiang Wangshu as if she was pouring beans.

As she spoke, she sighed sadly: "Alas..."

"If it is destined to happen, it will happen. If it is not destined to happen, don't force it." Jiang Wangshu would not comfort others softly. She just looked at the person in front of her carefully, and then said to her: "With a face like yours, it is likely to happen."

"You can read faces?" the woman was surprised.

I thought, could she be some hidden master?

"No, it's just my intuition." Jiang Wangshu was honest.

He was so frank that the other person was stunned for a moment, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you look so cold and aloof, you can actually tell humorous jokes." The woman in front of him covered her lips and laughed, her smile was bright and charming.

"We have met for a while, and I think you and I are quite compatible. Why don't we get to know each other?" She smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Lingxuan."