Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

Yuan Yuan actually had a hint of evil interest and teased Jiang Peiwei to cough: "You don't blame me for being indecisive? What you mean is that you don't mind me being with Jiang Zhou? From what you said, it seems like you know that Jiang Zhou has returned to the army?"

Jiang Peiwei didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone at all, and was still immersed in the pie he had painted, "Jiang Zhou is nothing. If he hadn't been so foolish as to want to seduce you, I wouldn't have taken him seriously at all!"

Yuan Yuan shook her head: "No, that's not right. I found that I am now a lucky person for my husband. In the past, people in the village talked about Jiang Zhou as if he were an evil ghost. But after I got together with him, good things happened one after another. Whoever I am with will become better and better..."

Jiang Peiwei was anxious and interrupted, "Then you should come back to my place, so that you can be the boss's wife and enjoy life in the future!"

Yuan Yuan asked: "I am enjoying my life, but what about Xu Jingjing?"

Jiang Peiwei said angrily: "I don't mind that you have been with Jiang Zhou, why do you ask about a man's affairs?! Do you know what Bai Yueguang means? Jingjing is my Bai Yueguang! It's not your position, you can't covet it!"

Ha ha!

That cannot be described with just two words: haha!

Yuan Yuan always knew that Jiang Peiwei was trustworthy, but she didn't know he was so trustworthy!!

The toad dreamed of visiting the Grand View Garden. He was ugly but had beautiful dreams! !

Seeing that mouth opening and closing, Yuan Yuan could no longer bear it, so she picked up the tea on the table and poured it on Jiang Peiwei's face. Jiang Peiwei was caught off guard and was completely stunned! Yuan Yuan sneered: "What kind of person is this? You still want to enjoy the happiness of having two wives? It's not that early to dream!"

He walked away at a brisk pace, cursing as he walked: "Bad luck!"

The curse was so loud that several people around looked over here! !

Jiang Peiwei had tea splashed all over his face, messing up his carefully groomed hair. He pointed at Yuan Yuan's back and yelled, "Bitch, I gave you a chance but you didn't want it! You will definitely regret it!"

After jumping up and down, Chen Hui came up behind him and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Sir, are you Mr. Tang who has an appointment at 3:30?"

Jiang Peiwei wiped his face randomly and said, "I'm Mr. Tang's special assistant! Why are you here so late?"

There were still three minutes to half past three. Chen Hui looked at Jiang Peiwei, who looked like a drowned rat, and said calmly, "Sir, what's your name?"

"Jiang Peiwei!"

"Mr. Jiang, we are a bank with a strict order. We will not accept you if you are not dressed properly. You are soaked in water and it will be hard to explain if you damage the documents. Please go back and tidy up your appearance. We can arrange another time to talk."

Jiang Peiwei was dumbfounded: "Hey, how can you do this? Are you discriminating against me?"

Currying favor with Mr. Tang was almost his last chance to turn things around. Today he just came to negotiate a contract and open an account. If he couldn't do such a simple thing, how would he explain it to Mr. Tang when he returned? !

Still neither humble nor arrogant, Chen Hui said: "It's really not. Banks have their own rules. The documents and contracts here are all real money and are very important. If they are really damaged, no one can bear the responsibility. Please understand each other."

Jiang Peiwei saw that the situation was not good and that this was not a situation where he could reason with others, so he glared, rolled up his sleeves, and tried to act tough.

Chen Hui had experience, and as soon as Jiang Peiwei rolled up his sleeves, he gave a wink and two security guards surrounded him.

Chen Hui said coldly: "Mr. Jiang, please respect yourself. The bank is not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

The two security guards just kicked Jiang Peiwei out.

Jiang Peiwei was pushed out onto the street, looking very embarrassed. He happened to run into Mr. Tang who was coming back from discussing something. Mr. Tang’s Polonaise stopped right next to Jiang Peiwei. Seeing him like this, Mr. Tang was also unhappy and didn’t even bother to get out of the car: “Jiang Peiwei, you’re not going to tell me that you haven’t done anything, are you?”

Jiang Peiwei's back hit the car, causing him pain. He turned around and saw Mr. Tang with an unhappy face, and said hurriedly, "I'm sorry, boss. I just got soaked by a shrew. Those snobs in the bank who only care about clothes kicked me out without asking any questions! It's a small place, a remote village, and they do things in a sloppy way!"

After hearing this, and seeing that most of his body was soaked, Mr. Tang didn't know what to say, so he rolled his eyes at him and said, "Get out of the way."

Jiang Peiwei stepped aside with his tail between his legs, opened the car door and let Mr. Tang get out.

Mr. Tang went into the bank himself and took care of the matter. He then took Jiang Peiwei back to the car and threw him a handkerchief.

"Next time you go out, be more careful!"

"Once I have you under my wing, you will be the general manager of Jiangtun Town, and you will be able to handle things on your own!"

"Do not disappoint me!"

Jiang Peiwei was extremely grateful and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Mr. Tang! Mr. Tang is so tolerant!"

He was busy wiping his face and neck, cursing Yuan Yuan dozens of times in his heart.

While Jiang Peiwei was trying his best to please Mr. Tang, Yuan Yuan's Xiaobaiyuan construction team also entered the site.

Yuan Yuan was right. Uncle You had strong organizational skills. He managed to organize such a makeshift construction team in an orderly manner in just half a morning. What made her even happier was that Uncle You helped her get a quota to apply for telephone installation. He handed her a two-finger-wide slip and said, "You need to go to the telecommunications bureau in person to handle it. I can't help you. Take this slip and someone will come to teach you what to do. It takes a long time to apply for telephone installation. Go now. The sooner you go, the sooner you can get in line."

Yuan Yuan asked: "How long do we have to wait?"

Uncle You said: "If it's fast, it will take about a month. If it's slow, it may take three months. We have even tried half a year. After all, they are the only one who can do it!"

Yuan Yuan was so scared that she stuck out her tongue. She took the note and obediently went to the telecommunications bureau to queue up.

There were a lot of people in the telecommunications bureau, many of whom were business owners, wearing shirts with their chests open, sitting on chairs with one leg raised, puffing out cigarettes. Yuan Yuan endured the pungent smell of secondhand smoke and came to window number six and handed in the note. The young man at the window immediately said, "Please follow me."

He took Yuan Yuan directly to the office on the second floor. "Chief Xiong. You Zhiping introduced me here."

Section Chief Xiong, who had a shiny M-shaped forehead, raised his head lazily and said, "Got it, line up over here!"

The young man pushed the note into the full note on Chief Xiong's left hand and passed it through. He said to Yuan Yuan, "Okay, follow me downstairs. Do you have your ID card with you?"

Yuan Yuan was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on. She left the office and lowered her voice to ask, "What's going on?"

The young man said, "Do you see that stack of papers? These are the people who are waiting in line here with Chief Xiong. Once the people here have finished lining up, it will be the turn of those on the first floor to apply for their packages. You can just smile if you can get in line here!"

Yuan Yuan was shocked: "So exaggerated?!"