Chapter 292 Xia Chuan, you don’t want my mother to know, right?

Author: Lazy

Chapter 292 Xia Chuan, you don’t want my mother to know, right?

After leaving the Jinling Hotel, Xia Chuan said, "Your dad is playing the tiger's skin as a banner."

"You mean that the fox is pretending to be a tiger's power, are you?"

Jiang He said.

"yes."

Jiang He sighed slightly and explained, "My father is such a person. Don't ignore him. My mother has lived with him for decades. He is still separated by saying goodbye. He only considers himself and never considers others. If you fail to start a business, he will not look at you. He will only curry favor with you when you have the current status."

"To put it bluntly, this is my relationship with you. If you don't have you, you will have the right to do so, it's not your father who has the final say."

Xia Chuan shook his head: "I'm confident."

Moreover, Jiang Jiandong's approach is embarrassing, and the only embarrassment is Jiang He, his own daughter, not others.

"Yes."

It’s not that Jiang He is helping the manager or not, but sometimes she really can’t help. She feels that her father is a little confused.

If it was normal, don’t do these messy things all day long and live a good life with her mother. She had a better attitude towards Xia Chuan before. With Xia Chuan’s personality, she would also help him in all aspects for her sake.

"Don't worry about chatting, watch the car, you'll kill people sooner or later."

"Who is chatting with me!"

Jiang He angrily retorted.

"Don't run the red light..."

"Look, it's all because you scold me, it's okay..."

Jiang He scolded him in aggrieved manner.

Xia Chuan sat in the passenger seat with a headache. He was not drunk. He chose to make a move. He had no reason to tell the woman. Fortunately, he knew there was a brake.

He stopped talking, and something would happen if he continued like this.

Jiang He and Xia Qing are completely different concepts.

Xia Qing drives very steadily and confidently. Jiang He always feels a bit stumbling and not very confident in driving...

Fortunately, I arrived at the imported supermarket without any danger. Even in the ocean of snacks, Jiang He was still a little depressed.

Seeing Xia Chuan pushing the cart and holding the snacks she liked, she secretly smiled.

Jiang He was undoubtedly happy today. It was because of the car incident that caused some emotion, and finally drove back to Binjiang International safely.

Xia Chuan took a nap and woke up at around four o'clock.

Before Jiang Jingyi came back, Jiang He sat on the sofa and made a voice call with his classmates...

"I'll hang up first, I'll call you later. You'll wake up."

Jiang He stood up in his slippers and looked at him with his eyes wide open: "Can you drive back now?"

"The alcohol smell has almost dissipated, and I don't know what's going on. Others will disappear after 24 hours. I will have to rest for a few hours. I feel that this is quantum mechanics."

Xia Chuan said casually that quantum mechanics will not be decided when encountering problems.

Jiang He couldn't understand, but felt very awesome: "Are you going back now?"

"Aunt Jiang comes back later and says he will have dinner before going back. After dinner, he said it will be dark, so he will come back tomorrow..."

Xia Chuan covered his head, quite speechless.

Jiang He smiled happily, like a big white goose: "Then I'll send you down."

"Stay here, can I still get lost? I'll look for you when I come back."

"Yeah, bye."

After Xia Chuan left, Jiang He secretly opened the recording of the phone with joy. The peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, and his eyes were full of cunning like a little fox.

The recording is Xia Chuan's snoring sound, loud like a horn.

He couldn't help laughing as he heard that Jiang He was really not aware of this guy.

...

After leaving Binjiang International, packing the trunk, he returned to the county town.

The storefront of the fruit store at home was sold out, right next to the small supermarket.

It was still evening during the National Day, and the store was relatively busy.

Xia Guangxue is unloading the goods, and Cheng Yixiao is an accountant at the front desk. The customers who enter the store will look at her a few more times, and even get close to Xia Guangxue and ask if anyone has any of her daughters.

Xia Guangxue was strong and confident in refusing: "Our daughter doesn't talk about friends."

He and Li Mei did not interfere with Cheng Yixiao's life. Even if they had a boyfriend in the future, they would just help them check. Now in college, Xia Chuan was busy with her, so they didn't have to worry about Cheng Yixiao's life in Jinling.

Sometimes Xia Guangxue would also sigh that it is better to have a son and a daughter in the family, which is a bit of a response. For example, those who have several brothers but each family has a difficult sutra to recite. If they have too many children, they may not get along well. But that is definitely what they say, and things are also considered in the better direction.

"Xia Chuan is back."

Li Mei saw Xia Chuan's car from a distance. It was so conspicuous, black and big, and she couldn't see a second car in the county town. The old woman who was talking to the village gate knew that it was Guangxue's son who had made a fortune outside and had returned.

Xia Chuan parked the car at the door: "Dad, Aunt Mei, have you eaten?"

"Eat it, what about you?"

"I'll go out to have something later, and the fruit shop will open next door?"

"yes."

Xia Guangxue reminded: "When the time comes, go to the wholesale market to get goods."

Xia Chuan looked at the small supermarket and fell into deep thought. Why didn’t he expand the supermarket and sell it with fruits? Wouldn’t it be a waste of time to open another store?

However, he didn't say this to prevent Xia Guangxue and Li Mei from attacking him.

These two people still think they are powerful and have many ideas.

Xia Chuan couldn't laugh or cry, and hid it in his heart.

Let these two people go to trouble, and while they are still young, profit and loss are nothing more than a matter of money.

"Xiaoxiao, go for dinner with me?"

"I don't want it, I want to help, and I will be a good accountant in the future."

Xia Chuan leaned against the front desk: "What's the excitement?"

"Our teacher said that good accountants are all in prison, so we may not be able to become that part."

"So you want to go to jail?"

Xia Chuan asked with a smile.

Cheng Yixiao widened her eyes: "No, I want to prove that a good accountant does not need to go to prison."

"Do you know that there is a doctoral in accounting in my company department. Why did I let him become the leader of the department without even passing the interview?"

“Why?”

"Because he has a criminal record, but it's not a serious problem."

"?"

Cheng Yixiao was a little confused.

Xia Chuan joked humorously, the accounting profession is quite strange, and some people are proud of it.

"Then why do you use him?"

"I didn't go to jail either. I just stayed in for half a month. Now my family has been demolished and I still have the ability. It just so happened that my company was short of people at that time."

Xia Chuan smiled. He was indeed capable and now he is working diligently.

"Okay, let's not talk about whether you will be a good accountant in the future. My brother is going to be hungry. Go quickly, Aunt Mei, come here quickly."

"Here you come."

The sky is getting darker, and the story in the small county town is small.

The bunny girl followed behind her happily, following like a shadow.

Under the orange and yellow light, the business at the department store’s fried skewers was booming, and simple fried tenderloin was still in line. The duck blood vermicelli shop was always full on National Day evenings. The duck blood vermicelli for five yuan per bowl was indeed affordable; and the KFC next door was too polarized.

After a simple meal, Cheng Yixiao was eating fried skewers, and there were oil stains on the corners of her mouth.

“There is oil on the mouth.”

“I have paper in my pocket.”

Xia Chuan reminded: "I said there is oil on your mouth."

"Oh, I know, I said there is paper in my pocket, please wipe it for me." Cheng Yixiao raised his head and said seriously.
To be continued...