With Jing Gao's emotional intelligence at this time, combined with An Zhiwen's words, and Liao Rong's attitude towards him at this time, it is easy to guess a rough idea.

Professor Zhao should be good to his son-in-law, and has high hopes and is willing to support him. However, Liao Rong, who is specifically executed, may not take it seriously. She's in charge of the Zhao Group!

An Zhiwen's textile enterprises have only achieved annual sales of 5 million in ten years, and if they don't do well, they will be pitted by Liao Rong.

According to what An Zhiwen said just now, compared with the profit margin of Shenzhou International, he can earn about one million a year.

This is not a small number of ordinary small and medium-sized enterprises.

Looking at the news on the Internet, especially on a certain petal, the per capita salary is 985, and the average annual salary per capita is one million, which is awesome. In reality, how can there be so many people with an average of one million per capita? The average wage earner earns 500,000 yuan a year, which is considered good!

However, this is just the standard of ordinary people. An Zhiwen is still far from Professor Zhao's expectations!

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Jing Gao was not interested in taking care of Professor Zhao's family affairs. An Zhiwen also left a hand in introducing him to the textile industry.

Although he had a glimpse of the route designed by Professor Zhao for his son-in-law, it was from textile manufacturing, expansion to garment OEM, and then merger into the upstream and downstream industrial chains. But what to do, An Zhiwen didn't tell him.

This is normal. Who said the core secrets of business from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the first face? Do you really think there is any kind of domineering spirit?

But in any case, today's exchange with An Zhiwen for a few hours is very meaningful. It gave him a further understanding of the textile industry.

In fact, if you think about it a little more mysteriously, he had a "deep chat" with Professor Zhao the night before yesterday, this old professor who works at the first university in Beijing "Beijing University of Technology", his wide network completely exceeds Jing Gao's "needs" at this time.

He is equivalent to getting an "old grandfather golden finger". However, Old Man Zhao fell ill, and all these connections were in a state of "sealing". He can't ask Professor Zhao to call him from his hospital bed to introduce people, right?

Jing Gao sighed in his heart. Professor Zhao fell ill, and the disadvantages were obvious, but it allowed him to chat with An Zhiwen for a few hours and get a general understanding of the current situation of the textile industry.

So let's talk about life!

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Jing Gao put away his thoughts and said goodbye: "Mr. An, let's talk again when we have time." Thank you for your clarification today. Xiaohe, you give the receipts for the medical expenses to Mr. An. ”

If he stays any longer, he may have to witness a "tearing" battle. Neither of the two women who entered the room looked like fuel-efficient lamps.

Under normal circumstances, the relationship between the daughter and the stepmother is very tense. Especially the stepmother is one year younger than her daughter.

I'm just a next-door neighbor, and I don't have the surname Wang.

So, what are you staying for?

An Zhiwen took the slip from Xiaohe and understood that Jing Gao didn't want him to owe favors. felt that this Mr. Jing was very level, and said apologetically: "Look at me... , Mr. Jing, thank you. ”

Liao Rong, an intellectual beauty who had already walked to Professor Zhao's ward, heard this conversation, turned back, asked for the medical bill from An Zhiwen's hand, and handed it to the driver who followed beside her, "Lao Zhang, you hand over to that little girl." ”

Half-white hair, with a handsome uncle's face, a middle-aged man with half-gray hair took a briefcase and went to the side with Xiaohe to transfer money.

Liao Rong handled it competently, reached out and shook hands with Jing Gao, and said with a little emotion: "Mr. Jing, the family affairs have made you see jokes." Thank you for your help!"

Jing Gao looked at the elegant ruffled lapel white sleeveless midi skirt showing her curvaceous curves, and her face was radiant with a different kind of charming intellectual beauty, smiled, and said, "That's not true." You are welcome. ”

Walk towards the elevator in the inpatient building.

Jing Gao said with certainty that Professor Zhao's special car had just been driven by in the morning. The mileage is not low. Old man Zhao, this is really... Sad!

Of course, Professor Zhao's family affairs, he will not put his beak in it.

Itaka sighed softly. Old husbands and young wives are prone to problems. He should take this as a warning, and when he gets old in the future, he will grow old with the red faces, and don't provoke the little girl again.

The elevator in the inpatient building slowly fell, and people came in and out. Idaka looked at his watch, and the time was 9:48 a.m.

Wei Caiyan had already made a few calls to urge him. The "team building" hill climbing activity at their school has begun. They climbed the mountain on time at nine o'clock.

Jing Gao sent Wei Caiyan a WeChat message, "I'll come over immediately." "Take a taxi home, take a shower, change clothes, and take a black Mercedes-Benz S400 to Xiangshan.

Last time, I asked Yu Harvest to buy a few comfortable cars to ride and drive. Sports cars are not suitable for long distances after all. Wang Qinian's recommendations are BMW 7 Series, Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and Audi A8. He called Xiao Xiao and masturbated one separately.

This Mercedes-Benz is parked in the underground parking lot of Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion. The driver who drove was newly recruited by the company.

The driver who drove the Rolls-Royce to Jing Gao before said strange things about him in private, and Li Yifeng, who gave human resources, was directly fired.

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After Jing Gao left, An Zhiwen followed Liao Rong into the VIP ward.

Zhao Shiyan, the long-haired goddess, was standing in front of the window with her hands crossed, turning her head to look at the two people who came in, and her eyes directly ignored the thirty-six-year-old middle-aged man An Zhiwen, her legitimate husband.

An Zhiwen's expression suddenly darkened. He still loves his wife deeply. They both already have two children.

Liao Rong didn't seem to care about the expressions of the two, and waved her hand: "Zhiwen, you go out first." I have something to say to Shiyan. ”

Strongly sent the "honest child" An Zhiwen away, Liao Rong glanced at Professor Zhao on the hospital bed, and felt that her life was about to fly. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he said lightly: "Shiyan, you can start preparing for divorce." There are a few corporate documents that you have to sign back. ”

Zhao Shiyan took off her sunglasses and said in a cold voice: "Aunt Liao, it doesn't matter if you sign, I hope you don't let me down." An Zhiwen didn't want to divorce me. ”

Zhao Shiyan's eyes swept over her father, who had not yet woken up, and the feelings in the depths of her eyes were extremely complicated.

She loved her father dearly. How could she forget the happy old days of the family of three! After her mother died, her father wanted to give her all the best things in the world.

However, herein lies the problem.

Her marriage was "arranged" by her father. Her encounter, love, and marriage with An Zhiwen were all promoted by her father. Because An Zhiwen is the "Phoenix Man" recognized by his father, he has a good personality and can give her a lifetime of happiness.

However, she watched this middle-aged belly become more and more greasy every day, and she had no time to accompany her to eat, take a romantic stroll, or take a trip that she was talking about every day.

She felt more and more that marriage was a cage for her. Although she is a mother of two, she still has no shortage of suitors around her, and many excellent men tell her that she deserves better!

Her marriage has broken down. It's just that my father pressed it, so I couldn't get a divorce. She was taught by her father, how did she say anything about him?

The wealth accumulated by her father in his life: the Zhao Group, plus some cultural toys, calligraphy and paintings, worth more than 200 million. In the will that was made earlier, it all belonged to her. Therefore, Liao Rong wanted to transfer the property of the Zhao Group, but she didn't care at all.

What she cares about is to divorce An Zhiwen!

The corners of Liao Rong's mouth curled up, confident and confident, "Shiyan, you just wait." How is he my opponent?"