MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 525 laugh when you want

  Chapter 525 Laugh when you want to

  Yanqin didn't stop.

  At the beginning of August, Jiang's sniper attack was even worse than in July.

  Jiang Hongyi was so busy that the report data submitted by various departments piled up on the desk was horrible.

  At the shareholder meeting, the shareholders had constant disputes, because the Jiang family's personal grievances with Yanqin had caused the company to suffer huge losses. Even though they admired Jiang Hongyi's character, they couldn't continue to support him at the risk of risking his wealth.

   In business talk business, you can't be emotional.

  Jiang Hongyi sat in the office for a long time this day before returning home exhausted.

  It was getting late, and the lights in the house were bright.

   In the past, when Jiang Hongyi liked to go home after a day of work, he saw the lights coming from his home.

  In the place where the lights are on, there are his lover who has been with him for a long time, and his two beloved daughters, who are waiting for him to come home and have dinner together.

  Jiang Hongyi walked into the house today with heavy steps.

  After a silent dinner, Jiang Hongyi stopped the eldest daughter, "Yiqiu, follow me to the study, Dad has something to talk to you about."

  Jiang Yiqiu paused, and obediently followed his father to the study on the second floor.

  Jiang Yidong rolled his eyes, raised his foot and wanted to follow, but was stopped by a man who had already stepped on the stairs, "Yidong, go and help mother wash the dishes."

   "Dad, what do you want to talk to my sister, I want to hear it too."

   "Be obedient!"

  Jiang Yidong has always shown her well-behaved image at home, but upon hearing this, she could only stomp her feet and leave.

   Entering the study room, closing the door, Jiang Hongyi sat behind the desk and moved his mouth again and again, but he still couldn't get the sentence out of his mouth.

  Jiang Yiqiu helped him speak out, "Dad, I will apologize to Yanqin properly."

   "Yiqiu..."

   "I caused this incident in the first place. I should take the responsibility myself. Dad, don't feel guilty. You have done a lot."

  Jiang Hongyi smiled wryly. He didn't do enough. After all, he couldn't protect his daughter properly.

"Yanqin is a man who is ruthless and treacherous in the business world, and he is very well-known. If you go to him, he will probably not give you a good face... I will make arrangements for this matter, and I will go with you when the time comes Talk to him." Jiang Hongyi was worried and urged.

  Jiang Yiqiu hesitated for a while, then whispered, "I've already met him, Dad."

   "..."

   "He didn't show me face, but he's still angry."

   "..."

   "Dad, I'll take care of it. Leave this matter alone for now."

  Jiang Hongyi's complexion changed, he slapped his hand on the table, and growled, "Who told you to go see him by yourself! Little girl like you, he can chew you to pieces!"

"You're well said, why are you suddenly swearing at people?" Jiang Yiqiu put on her big black-rimmed glasses and said seriously, "Dad, don't call me a little girl in the future. I'm twenty-eight years old. Everyone says I can't get married. old aunt."

  Jiang Hongyi was so angry that his temples twitched.

  People who are dull and stupid outside, often choke him speechless when they come to him and say one sentence at a time.

  Which is this daughter?

   This is a debt collector!

"Whose daughter are you? Is it better for me to speak or someone else's? I say you are a little girl and you are a little girl!" Thinking of the word "old aunt", Jiang Hongyi was so angry that his heart hurts. Such a fuss, what is heavy and depressed? All disappeared.

  After listening to the roar in the study, Jiang Yiqiu was kicked out by the man.

  Close the study door and look at the man who was still beating his heart through the crack of the door. Jiang Yiqiu pursed her lips and smiled quietly.

  Dad, good night.

  …

  This morning, the Yan's Building was a bit lively and noisy.

  Many people ran to the door and the window to watch.

   "Hey, is there a banner hanging there?!"

   "It's a banner, that's right, this kind of plot... Who came to our company to make love? Take a look at what is written on it?"

   "'Mr. Yanqin, I sincerely apologize to you, please forgive me for the mistakes I made—Jiang Yiqiu'?"

   "'Little man Jiang Yiqiu, please forgive Mr. Yanqin'?"

   "'Jiang Yiqiu came to plead guilty to Mr. Yanqin'?"

   "Puff, puff! How did the young lady of the Jiang family come up with such a stupid thing?"

   "Hahahahaha!"

   "Photograph it! Quick! It's a sin to eat this kind of melon alone!"

  At the entrance of Yan’s Building, huge banners and vertical scrolls are very eye-catching.

   Not only Yan's employees watched, but passers-by along the way also stopped, raising their mobile phones to take pictures.

  There were discussions and laughter everywhere.

  Jiang Yiqiu stood under the banner, holding back her shame and standing upright, with seven or eighty-nine small banners hanging on her body, each of which was flattering and begging for forgiveness.

   The words above were thought up by her after a lot of effort, and she also specially borrowed them from the Internet.

   This is the most direct way she can think of.

  If you want to cover up a scandal, you have to have a bigger scandal to divert public attention.

  On the Internet, it is said that this is a very practical and effective public relations method.

  She made herself into an even bigger scandal and joke, and the number of people making fun of Yanqin will gradually decrease, so he should be relieved soon, right?

  Jiang Yiqiu took out a bag of hydrogen balloons from his bag without squinting, inflated them, let them out, and controlled the height of the balloons.

  If you want to ask for forgiveness, you can't face it.

   Today she came here to shame herself.

   If you are watching and pointing, you will treat yourself as blind, and you will not be able to see anything!

  Yan's Building has a total of thirty-three floors.

  Yanqin's office is on the 32nd floor, and he can see the colorful hydrogen balloons fluttering messily in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in a blink of an eye.

  Each hydrogen balloon has a pattern drawn with a brightly colored brush.

  The villain in black glasses who was beaten by a sledgehammer and cried bitterly.

  The villain in black glasses who kicked his legs and cried bitterly after being whipped by thorns.

  The villain in black glasses with a full head and a bag kneeling with hands clasped together begging for forgiveness.

  …

  There is a miserable villain on each balloon, without exception, wearing glasses.

   And there are new balloons coming up continuously.

  Tired after working for a long time, Yanqin rubbed his stiff shoulders, got up and walked slowly to the French window, looking lightly at the swaying balloon in front of him.

  Holding down the frame with his slender fingers, Yanqin looked at the villain on the balloon, reasonably suspecting that Jiang Yiqiu was confusing the public.

  The little people on the balloons don't have long hair.

   Is this Jiang Yiqiu wearing glasses, or Yan Qin wearing glasses?

   "Mr. Xiaoyan, the security guard called up to ask for instructions, do you want to drive him away?" The secretary knocked on the door.

  Yanqin looked down and looked at the mung bean-sized figure downstairs, "The place where she is standing is just outside the jurisdiction of the Yan family, how can I catch up?"

  After speaking, Yanqin turned around and looked at the expressionless secretary at the door, "Laugh if you want to, I'm not dictatorial to the point of restricting employees' expressions."

  Secretary, "Well, puff! Mr. Xiaoyan, if I don't have any orders, I'll go to work first, cough!"

   Soon, there was a burst of laughter outside.

   Presumably the secretary conveyed his words, and the people on the floor stopped trying to hold back, and the laughter gathered together was so loud that it could shake the building.

  (end of this chapter)