MTL - The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon-v3 Chapter 44 The ladies in Seoul are really dedicated

People are always greedy.

Desires are always endless.

When a person achieves one wish, he always makes another wish.

Just like Zhao Jiangchuan.

This guy is not satisfied at all with the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish.

Ruanmu hardbuo and coaxed to keep Xia Ai Xiaoai for a week.

From twenty-two to twenty-eight.

How can Ai Xiaoai, who has just gone through human affairs, stand up to such a torment of a beast.

Therefore, Ai Xiaoai no longer wants to believe Zhao Jiangchuan's nonsense.

in the room.

Zhao Jiangchuan pressed on Ai Xiaoai's exquisite body and said sincerely and tenderly.

"Xiao Ai. Bring your hand and I'll hug it and do nothing else."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Well. Not lying to you."

"Zhao Jiangchuan, I believe you are a ghost."

"..."

Three pass through the door and are not allowed to enter, which makes Zhao Jiangchuan believe that there is no logic in the theoretical **** case.

This time, Ai Xiaoai, who is determined to leave, refuses to cooperate with someone's love and actions.

Someone is helpless.

If the woman turns over, then you have a hundred solutions to no avail.

The beasts had to give up.

After wearing it, Ai Xiaoai rolled over and got out of bed.

Then.

"Whoops..."

Her legs were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Someone with quick eyes and quick hands hurried over to help him.

then.

"Ha ha..."

Someone laughed heartlessly.

In that laughter, there was indescribable pride and pride.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Ai Xiaoai pinched the naked body fiercely, frightening someone and trembling in fear.

"See if you dare to bully me. Humph..."

Ai Xiaoai is gone.

After eating a little breakfast from the hotel, I dragged my suitcase and left.

Zhao Jiangchuan followed behind.

But the two of them just held hands and did not speak.

Hotel elevator entrance.

Ai Xiaoai suddenly stopped.

She turned around and stared at Zhao Jiangchuan with a pair of big eyes.

Zhao Jiangchuan smiled knowingly.

He stretched out his hand and took the little man into his arms.

Ai Xiaoai buried her head in Zhao Jiangchuan's chest.

She squeaked and moaned.

"Zhao Jiangchuan. Remember to miss me!"

"You miss me too!"

"I don't miss you."

"Ah! It's not fair."

"You're too embarrassed to tell me to be fair. You've bullied me for so many days, making you think what's wrong with me."

"Then why don't you bully me on it next time. I have no opinion."

"Asshole, rascal."

"..."

......

"Clap clap clap..."

The firecrackers are blaring, indicating that the New Year has come.

Twenty-nine is thirty.

Every household has posted the Spring Festival couplets.

Children play and run around the streets picking up firecrackers.

This is a festive day.

However, Huang Yajuan's face was full of dissatisfaction and anger.

She said to her son who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Xiao Chuan. Give your father a call and ask him if he will return. It's already the time, and he won't come back. Tell him that if we don't go back to our hometown, we won't come back in the future."

Zhao Jiangchuan said nothing.

Just hehe laughed twice.

This smile made Huang Yajuan even more angry.

"What a laugh. I asked you to call your father, how can you know smirk."

Zhao Jiangchuan has always been shameless.

Being scolded by his own mother, this guy laughed even more happily for a long time.

After a long time, he opened his mouth.

"Mom. Are you too busy at home alone? It's boring."

"..."

Huang Yajuan didn't answer.

But it is also equivalent to acquiescing to Zhao Jiangchuan's words.

Today's home lacks everything, so Huang Yajuan doesn't go to work anymore.

However, after this free time, Huang Yajuan couldn't sit still.

One cannot live a day without incident.

The days are too leisurely, and Huang Yajuan always feels that she will be very irritable.

It's okay, I just want to lose my temper.

Zhao Jiangchuan continued.

"Mom. If you have nothing to do, I'll help you find something to do."

Huang Yajuan rolled her eyes and cursed.

"You little bastard, even your mother seems to be exploited, doesn't it. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhao Jiangchuan felt a little resentful.

Why do women have the problem of duplicity?

He clearly thinks things in his heart, but always refuses to admit it.

I don't understand.

I don't understand!

Zhao Jiangchuan was full of resentment in his heart, but his face was full of flattering smiles.

he opened his mouth.

"Mom. You have nothing to do anyway, or go to work in Hua'an."

"Going to finance?"

"No. Be the general manager."

Huang Yajuan stayed for a while.

After a moment's pause, she spoke.

"As expected of my son, then I will reluctantly be the general manager."

Zhao Jiangchuan was a little dumbfounded.

Shouldn't my mother be worried and undecided first, and then decide to try it under her own persuasion and encouragement.

Why is it completely different than expected.

Zhao Jiangchuan blinked.

Huang Yajuan also blinked like her son.

Two pairs of almost identical eyes turned into big eyes and small eyes.

Then...

"Whoops..."

Zhao Jiangchuan screamed.

he complained.

"Mom. What are you beating me for. It hurts!"

"Make you dare to look down on your mother. If you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know that your mother is amazing."

Zhao Jiangchuan was very dissatisfied.

"Mom. You'll be tough on me too. If you're really tough, teach my dad a lesson. What time is it..."

"Chuck" sounded.

Before Zhao Jiangchuan finished speaking, he quickly swallowed the words after hearing the sound of unlocking the lock.

Zhao Donglai is back.

As soon as he entered the door, he tugged at the tie around his neck and shouted.

"Juanzi. Have you packed your things. Packed up and we're ready to go now."

Huang Yajuan didn't even look directly at Zhao Donglai.

After glaring at her bad son, she said yin and yang in a strange way.

"Yoah. Isn't this Director Donglai? Why did you come back when you have time? Director Donglai, you are so busy with work, what are you doing here, or you should go to the office."

Zhao Dong came to sit on the wax.

He slowly turned his neck and glanced at his daughter-in-law, and then glanced at his own son like a thief.

Then, Director Donglai had a clue.

The meaning in Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes was to persuade him to seek more happiness.

Kind of bad.

Zhao Donglai showed a flattering smile and walked up to Huang Yajuan.

He used his **** messenger to push back with brute force, but his hand was gently pinching on Huang Yajuan's shoulder.

"Juanzi. Don't be angry, isn't this a little delay?"

"Angry. I have nothing to be angry about. How can I be angry when you come to the director."

"The director is a piece of shit. No matter how powerful you are, the director's wife is as big as you think."

"..."

The sofa is not big.

Zhao Jiangchuan, who couldn't sit still, rolled his eyes and got out.

Now, he is completely an extra.

Those who can't be bothered are the real actor and actress.

You guys just play.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't want to stay any longer.

He picked up the satellite phone on the table and turned away with a dissatisfied face.

But when he turned around, a smile appeared on his face.

......

In South Korea at the end of the twelfth month, the ground is covered with heavy snow.

Under the goose feather-like snow, Seoul has become a snow-white world.

There are few pedestrians on the road.

Except for the occasional passing vehicle, few passersby were seen walking down the street.

Insadong is one of the famous streets in Seoul.

This is a place that gathers culture, food and entertainment.

But on this day, there are hardly any open stores in Insadong.

According to the custom of South Korea, when the Spring Festival arrives, it is necessary to return to the hometown to worship the ancestors.

No matter where you work or how far you are from your hometown, when the Spring Festival comes, you have to rush back to your hometown for reunion.

This is a custom left over from the Silla period.

Although the Spring Festival was strictly prohibited when Japan ruled the Korean peninsula, after the restoration of sovereignty, South Korea once again celebrated the Spring Festival with Folk Day.

So Robert wanted to cry.

He had been walking around the street for a long time, but he couldn't find anything to eat.

The streets, large and small, were closed.

Because the custom of "not opening the door at 30" in South Korean restaurants has a long history.

On the 30th day, South Koreans are very particular about making the New Year's Eve dinner by themselves and eating at home.

They believe that the Spring Festival is a major event to pay homage to ancestors and pass on filial piety.

Eating reunion dinner on New Year's Eve is not only rare, but also symbolizes the prosperity of the family.

Even restaurant owners would say that since every family goes home for the Chinese New Year, chefs and waiters are no exception.

Going home to worship ancestors is more important than opening a business to make money.

This **** Robert.

When he was in China, he knew that the Spring Festival was very lively.

So he came out with two bodyguards to join in the fun after knowing that South Korea also celebrated the Chinese Spring Festival.

But he never came to South Korea's Spring Festival so deserted.

Even if there is no smoke from firecrackers, you can't even see a person's hair.

Walked for an afternoon.

Robert was very hungry.

Indeed, under the heat, he felt very cold all over his body.

It's just that the closed shop made his heart only wow cool.

It's not really going to be hungry all day.

"Mr. Luo, no, let's go back to the hotel. We've been here for an afternoon, and even a ghost is rare. It's estimated that we have stayed at home for the New Year."

Really want to go back to the hotel.

I came out for the Spring Festival, okay?

Robert is very heartbroken~www.novelbuddy.com~ In this beautiful festival, it should be a day to reward himself, but he can only go back to the hotel to be silly.

Suddenly, Robert's eyes lit up.

He pointed to a place not far away and almost jumped up.

"Where are you looking, it's still open."

Where Robert pointed, seven-colored neon lights flashed.

The sound of music came out from the inside.

On the sign at the door, there was a row of words that Robert could not understand.

However, with a wealth of experience, Robert suddenly guessed where it was.

"The ladies in Seoul are really dedicated. Babies, here I come!"

. m.