C39 I Made a Fortune

Xinlan had always wanted to find a company to fund those poor children, so there was a ready-made one. It would be a waste not to use it. Anyway, it was not that she was greedy for the money, but she still owed him a favor.

Jee Junyang had the attitude that he would let her handle it.

Qianxun took out her phone and dialed Xinlan's number, "Niu, calculate how much it would cost to build a new classroom for your current school. Then, she would give each child a new cotton coat and warm boots. She would also make a small canteen. Free lunch for the children, how much does it cost a year? "

That head was shocked," You made a fortune? "

Qianxun asked for an explanation and naturally hid her relationship with Jee Junyang. Then, the two of them talked over the phone and seriously wrote a million on the cheque.

To him, it was a drop in the bucket, but to the mountainous region, it was not a small amount.

After that, she was not afraid of death and put the cheque and a piece of paper with an account in front of Jee Junyang. " Well, Mr Jee, since you have a lot of capable people under your command, I'll have to trouble you to find someone to transfer the money. If you transfer the money one day earlier, the children there will suffer less of the cold. "

Jee Junyang gave him a slight glance. This time, he stretched out his hand to receive it. "You really know how to push your luck."

Qianxun gave a fake smile. "That is also because you gave me face, Mr Jee, right?"

"Since I gave you face, shouldn't you give me face now? Dress up and follow me to the banquet."

"Then shouldn't Mr Jee avoid it for a while? It's basic courtesy not to be molested."

"But I'm already addicted to molestation. What should I do?" Jee Junyang smiled faintly, as if he had made up his mind to watch her change her clothes.

"Pervert." Qianxun could not do anything to him. She casually picked up a set of clothes and quickly flashed into the bathroom to lock the door.

Outside the door, his cheerful laughter filled the room.

He liked to see her panicky appearance and would always accidentally blush. Her appearance was handsome and alluring.

Girl, even if you run away, I will find you at the ends of the earth.

Qianxun put on the dress in a flurry. The mysterious purple color gave people an elegant and noble feeling. It made her figure look exquisite and exquisite. The back of the lace dress was still beautifully designed.

As expected, a horse relies on a saddle and a man relies on clothes. The woman in the mirror made him feel as if he had been reborn.

Qianxun simply tied her hair up.

But just as she was done, Jee Junyang's face appeared in the mirror from behind his neck. Like a ghost, he stretched out his hand and let go of her hair bun. "Of course it looks better when you put it on."

Qianxun was shocked, "How did you come in?"

"In this world, there is something called a key."

"You really are all-pervasive." Qianxun gritted her teeth a little and realized that there was no way to reason with this person. She simply walked out of the bathroom and picked a pair of shoes of the same color and put them on.

He picked a necklace for her and put it on. "Has anyone told you that you are very beautiful?"

An ambiguous breath stuck to her ear.

Qianxun's palm split open his claw and the sound of it hitting the ground rang out clearly. There was a straight and obvious pattern on her palm. The old man said that it was called sitting palm and it would be especially painful to hit people.

Jee Junyang discovered that this woman was really a bit barbaric. Even though she was as thick as a man's hand, the back of his hand was still red from the hit. It was faintly painful.

"I thought you would be a gentle woman."

"Mr Jee, I forgot to tell you. People who are not familiar with me feel that I am more gentle. Friends who are more familiar with me will think I am optimistic. Only my best friends know. Actually, I am a madman. When a madman is anxious, he will bite. If Mr Jee continues to be so indecent, I'm sorry. I can only choose to resign."

In any case, he would have to leave sooner or later, wouldn't he? Qianxun immediately felt sad, as well as an indescribable melancholy.

"But I have already planned to transfer you into the Jee's. The Hengdu will only bury your talent." Jee Junyang was not angry. He just looked at her quietly and threw a bomb at her.

Qianxun blurted out, "I will not follow you to the City J."

She objected so quickly as if that was a forbidden place for her. He thoughtfully said, "Reason?"

"Because..." Because five years ago, his fiancee told her not to let me see you by Junyang's side and leave far away. Otherwise, I will destroy your family. She was young and unwilling to resist such a vicious threat, but she suddenly stopped in front of her father's car accident and his rapid departure from the country.

Hsiao Yanan said that Junyang's car accident was not an accident. She already knew about this. Jee Junyang vaguely mentioned it a few times. He was not willing to say too much, so she did not want to ask about it in detail.

Hsiao Yanan also said that the people who caused him knew that he was still alive. She would not let him go easily. Only the Hsiao family was his protection. Only the Hsiao family could help him turn the situation around. As for her, Wen Qianxun... Not only could she not help him, she would also become a burden to him. And Jee Junyang could not abandon the responsibility of the Jee family and only care about the relationship between his children.

Such a direct and profound persuasion made Qianxun feel that if she continued to be stubborn, it would be because she did not know what was good for her.

What else could she do at that time? On one side, her father, who loved her and raised her, was lying unconscious in the hospital and her mother almost collapsed. She had to go back and take care of him. On the other hand, Jee Junyang could not wait to leave the country. Even if she wanted to wait, it suddenly became meaningless.

Jee Junyang saw that she wanted to say something but stopped herself. He asked closely, "Why?"

Qianxun made up her mind and said snappily, "Because I hate a boss who is addicted to harassing me. In the name of promotion, he let me into the wolf's den."

"You can be my woman. I will give you a golden nest and a silver nest. I can satisfy all your requirements, wealth, and status. And freedom, and all of my resources... But... You can't betray me, leave me " He still used his unique calmness and calmness that seemed to control everything. He slowly probed.

Such tempting conditions, Qianxun only felt that she did not know whether to laugh or cry. When did he become like this, or did she never understand him?

"Mr Jee, don't forget, you are a person with a fiancee. I'm not interested in being your lover. I'm just a mistress. I'm going to be stabbed in the back. You have the right to make a woman fall in love with you, but my mother told me something since I was a child. A golden nest and a silver nest are always not as good as your own kennel. A golden house has always kept a girl in it, and there has never been a good ending. I don't want to die too horribly."

Her reply did not make him feel too surprised. If she was too easily seduced by material things, then it would tarnish his vision.

He was even somewhat glad that her refusal could at least make him comfort himself that the woman he fancied was not that shallow.

People were indeed contradictory, and they could not bear to think about it carefully.

If he thought deeper, to put it bluntly, he was actually afraid that facing Wen Qianxun was not the void of the person he wanted to find.

After searching for so many years, there was no news or trace of her. He even suspected that the girl who had been chattering beside his ear really did exist. Or perhaps, it was just a part of his lost memory after the car accident.

Just as he was at a loss, her appearance was like a ray of light that cut open the layers of fog in front of him.

Jee Junyang was silent for a moment and said faintly, "It doesn't matter. I won't force you. You can think about it again. I will wait for your change of heart at any time."

He said it very sincerely. Qianxun was a little speechless and shook her head speechlessly. She smiled and said, "Mr Jee, the joke ends here. Shouldn't we go to the banquet?"

What kind of person, what kind of banquet was held, and what kind of person would attend. She did not care. It was just that in the political and business world, there was a certain name... With a tacit understanding of each other's intentions. However, she had never thought that she would meet Ivy here.

The lights in the banquet hall were bright, her clothes were fragrant, and the music was gentle. Only after walking in did she know that it was the engagement banquet of the host's son.

Jee Junyang did not intend to introduce her to anyone, so she was happy and peaceful. She only needed to obediently hold his arm and maintain a proper smile. Be a qualified foil, and congratulate the host together. Then, they would follow him around among the faces that were either sincere or hypocritical.

This should be his current circle, everyone who saw him. They all had some respect in their eyes, and their gazes were also flickering with some ambiguous colors. Occasionally, there would be busybodies who would pretend to ask him. "This is?"

Qianxun would always answer before he did, "Just an assistant."

That posture of wanting to cut off all relations with him made Jee Junyang frown slightly. She pretended to ignore his expression.

It had been five years, and he still looked like Ao An and Zhuo Ran when she first met him. Even if he wanted to keep a low profile, it was still difficult to block the attention of the audience, and she was no longer the green onion girl who dared to love and hate.

Time was indeed an invisible pig slaughtering knife.

"Are you tired?" It was a rare opportunity, and Jee Junyang seemed to be considerate as he asked.

"I'm fine." Qianxun replied faintly.

"Take a rest first. I still need to know a few old friends."

"Okay." Qianxun seemed to have been pardoned. In his eyes, she was even faster than a rabbit.

Did accompanying him make her feel that bad? Jee Junyang was a little displeased.

Qianxun put down the wine cup in her hand and pushed open the balcony door. The evening wind blew through her skin and brought along a bit of coolness. She stood beside a cluster of green plants and casually placed her hands on the railing. One of her legs was slightly bent, her toes pressed against the ground, lightly swaying. If you wear high heels for too long, your heels will hurt. But in the winter here, It's very comfortable.

There was a hand that quietly covered her eyes. An unfamiliar voice sounded beside her ear, "Guess who I am?"

How could Qianxun guess who it was? In this unfamiliar city, she did not have any other acquaintances. She did not have any friends who were familiar enough to play guessing games with her, so she tentatively asked, "Sorry, did you mistake me for someone else?"

The person behind her suppressed a smile, "I admit I am wrong and I will not mistake you for Miss Wen Qianxun. You came from City L and your daughter is called Ann. The best friend is Hai Yu and she works in Hengdu."

Qianxun was shocked. She knew her quite a lot. Who was it? It was best not to be heard by Jee Junyang just now, but just from this voice, she really could not remember.

"Who is it? Don't joke around if you are a friend. I am not a god. I can't guess it." She simply surrendered.

"I'll give you three chances."

"Even if you give me thirty chances, I won't be able to guess."