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Chapter 64 Complaint

As soon as the car drove into the yard, Jiang Chunjun sneezed.

Tao Qiqi, who was sitting next to him, also touched her nose: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

As she said this, she moved away a little in disgust: "Don't infect me!"

Jiang Chunjun gave her a cool look: "If you are so scared, don't get in my car."

Tao Qiqi pouted: "You're not so stingy, are you?"

"Don't you have a car?" Jiang Chunyuan was really curious, "Why do you have to come and bump against my car when there are several cars parked?"

"Because you don't have to remember the route when taking a car, and I don't like driving, and I don't have a driver," Tao Qiqi said very confidently, "You have to come anyway, so you don't have to go far to pick me up."

After the driver parked the car, the two of them got out of the car together. Jiang Caiming was taking care of his flowers in the yard and waved to them: "Come and see, the flowers I planted are growing well, right?"

Tao Qiqi jumped over lively and squatted down to take a closer look: "You really take care of her and make her even more delicate than Chun Juan."

"Why didn't you say she's more delicate than you?" Jiang Chunyuan followed and became unhappy.

"Of course that's because," Tao Qiqi stood up and shouted back unceremoniously, "it's not as delicate as me."

After she finished speaking, she made a face at Jiang Caiming and jumped in.

Jiang Chunjun then approached and took the hoe from Jiang Caiming's hand.

"Such a big yard has been planted by you," Jiang Chunyuan narrowed his eyes and thought, "Can I pick a few when I go back?"

"Send me that Pu Xiu Xiu?"

Jiang Chunjun said with a "you know it" look on his face: "This is about keeping the money from outsiders, otherwise I would have to spend money to buy it at the flower shop."

"Do you really like her that much?"

"Don't you like her?"

"So what if you like..., so what if you don't like it?" Jiang Caiming said, "No matter how much you like it, you can't mix it up with official business."

Jiang Chunjun frowned and said: "You only spend a little money and still treat it as a career? Then I will pay you."

"You know what I'm talking about."

Jiang Chunjun said "Oh" and jumped back two steps exaggeratedly: "Should the next step be that you threaten me to stop inheriting the Jiang Group if I don't completely sever ties with Xiuxiu?"

He didn't wait for Jiang Caiming to answer, and immediately raised his chest proudly: "But I have my own company now! I don't have to inherit your family business! You stubborn old man, I will not give in!"

Jiang Caiming really had a headache: "Where did you learn such messy things..."

"Mom likes to see it very much," Jiang Chunyuan raised an eyebrow, "You actually said this is a mess!"

He looked like he was about to file a complaint. Jiang Caiming quickly stopped him: "Stop, what do you think about the Hunan embroidery competition?"

"Just hold a competition normally," Jiang Chunjun looked at him puzzled, "Didn't the project book pass?"

He almost asked directly, "Didn't you see it?"

Of course Jiang Caiming has seen it: "I want to ask you what you are going to do. Do you really want to accept that Pu embroidery as the champion? What happens next?"

"How can I interfere with the result of the competition? We will have to ask a notary to be present at that time." Jiang Chunjuan's expression became serious. "Whether Xiu Xiu is the champion or not, it is the result of her own efforts. I can't tell you."

It doesn’t matter.”

"Then what you mean is that no matter what the results of the preliminary round are, there will be no interference?"

After going around a long way, it turned out that I was waiting here.

Jiang Chunjun said with a smile: "Of course, the judges are all professional, but if they have different opinions, I, a layman, can't interfere."

"Is this why you insisted on inviting Zhang Mingquan to come out?"

"Teacher Zhang is a master of Hunan embroidery. You can't avoid him no matter what, so I will definitely invite you out of politeness," Jiang Chunyuan said happily, "He happens to be willing to come, so that's perfect."

"Don't think that I don't care what you are thinking." Jiang Caiming did not fall for his deception. "You know that it is impossible for the Jiang Group to cooperate with her. No matter who wins the championship in the end, it cannot be equated with the contract."

"Of course," Jiang Chunyuan seemed a little surprised that he would talk about this. "Whoever the Jiang Group cooperates with, it doesn't matter who I say."

At this time, he finally remembered something and told Jiang Caiming: "By the way, I transferred the funds for this Hunan Embroidery Competition to the 'Embroidery Chunguang'. To be precise, it has nothing to do with the Jiang Group, so you don't need to

It’s a waste of time on this!”

Jiang Caiming: "..."

Why didn't he know about this until now?

"Of course it's because of me," Tao Jia answered his question at the dinner table, "You don't need to worry about such a small thing."

Jiang Caiming: "...Okay."

The mother and son ate calmly, but Jiang Caiming was furious.

Tao Qiqi couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed so hard that her whole body was shaking. Jiang Chunjuan reminded her: "Don't spit out the rice, it will affect my appetite!"

"Do you still need to influence your appetite?" Tao Qiqi said, "You didn't cook this meal yourself. You didn't want to eat it in the first place."

Jiang Caiming snorted: "I didn't even see him cooking for me to eat."

Tao Jia reminded him: "Last time I made it, you didn't eat it yourself."

"Then no one can persuade me!"

"What kind of big shot are you? You have to beg and persuade me to cook for you. Do you like it or not?" Tao Jia glared at him, "Your son's time is so precious. It's rare to cook next time..."

"It's not that hard now," Tao Qiqi immediately complained, "Now he can't wait to cook three meals a day in person and deliver them to Xiu Xiu."

Jiang Caiming and Tao Jia looked at each other and said "oh" in unison.
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