The fat woman saw that Nan Xiang was so positive, and said with some emotion, "I have been with Mr. Nan for so long, and I rarely see anyone who is so enthusiastic about him." ”

"Uncle and eldest lady, don't you usually take care of my father?" Nan Xiang caught a crack and asked.

The fat woman received Bai Zhen's money, and immediately changed the subject, "That, Second Miss, now that something has happened to Nanjia Company, there are a lot of eyeliners staring at outside." Uncle and they haven't returned home yet, and I don't know if any reporters have discovered the location of the Nan family. ”

"You must be careful when you go out to buy porridge, so I went up first, and Dr. Ding told me not to leave the room for too long. ”

Nanxiang still has a thorough understanding of this bit of sophistication, so he didn't ask more.

"Well, I'll buy it back soon. ”

The old street where you buy white porridge is a short walk from the Nanjia house.

Before Nan Yuyan got sick, he often went to the century-old porridge shop to eat porridge, because the taste was as delicious as his mother's, so he was favored by the family.

In the past, when Nanyuyan was the busiest in starting a business, I couldn't bear to let my mother get up early and be greedy for darkness, so she ordered porridge directly at that porridge shop.

Yes, the Nan family is not a family of generations of wealth, and Nan Yuyan founded the Nan family after Nan Xiang was born.

In those more than ten years, Nanshi has overcome obstacles from a mediocre small company to a listed company.

Nan Xiang's birth was once regarded by the Nan family as a pistachio that brought luck and joy.

It's a pity that such a beautiful time. After Nanxiang was twelve years old, he never lived again.

A few minutes later, Nan Xiang walked to the porridge shop.

The porridge shop was open for twelve hours, and when Nanxiang arrived, there were not many customers in the store, and it was about to close.

"A bowl of white rice porridge packed, thank you. Nan Xiang stepped forward and ordered a bowl of porridge.

The owner of the porridge shop, who was cleaning up the counter, raised his head, and when he saw Nan Xiang, his eyes narrowed in a trance, and then said, "Miss, I'm sorry, there is no more white rice porridge in the pot." It's boiling, about ten minutes out of the pot, can you wait?"

"Okay, excuse me. ”

Nanxiang's mobile phone rang, she answered, and looked down at her phone.

I thought it was the milk tea group chatting again, but I saw that the top message was J.

She hurriedly clicked on the dialog box.

- Why are you not at home?

One can imagine the serious face of the man when he sends a message.

- I came out to buy porridge for my father, at the porridge shop in the old street.

Nanxiang typed and then sent it immediately.

- Hmm.

After replying with one word, Nan Xiang was used to a man's speaking style, so he didn't speculate and quit the chat.

The milk tea group began to post small videos again, and one of them turned out to be Aite hers, and she clicked on Aite's message to see it.

In the back kitchen of the porridge shop, the owner of the porridge shop who ordered for Nanxiang entered the back kitchen, and his face suddenly showed hatred, "The woman who came just now is the second daughter of Nan Yuyan! The inferior things from Nanfeng furniture almost hurt my family, so call that group of people immediately!"

The apprentice who washed the rice immediately stopped what he was doing, and replied with the same hatred, "Yes, master!"

Nan Xiang didn't notice the abnormality in the porridge shop, and was still watching Su Mei Aite's news.

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Below Aite, there is also a collection of popular videos of the main room playing the junior.

A group of people coaxed, saying that they wanted to buy milk tea and drown the fox spirit.

One of them resisted and said that maybe the junior is true love?

instantly triggered a war of tearing and scolding.

Nan Xiang looked at it for a while, felt bored and quit, and Su Mei sent her a message alone.

- Nanxiang, it must be Amway, Mr. Jiang is so handsome, how many women are eager for him, and they must take precautions as soon as possible!

Nan Xiang replied helplessly.

- You girl, you haven't talked about love, what are you thinking about all day long? If the kitchen knife can be prevented, no one will divorce in this world. Go to work.

- Nan Xiang, why are you talking so negatively? Alas, that Zuo Qi is annoying to death, I want to buy a knife for him. You say, how can there be such an annoying man in this world?

Nan Xiang pondered and replied.

- Perhaps, he has a crush on you?

Su Mei immediately sent a vomiting expression.

- I don't want to be interested in the favor of the radish! The little strong man in our store has dumped him for several streets.

Nan Xiang smiled, and actually described Zuo Qi as a cockroach, if Zuo Qi saw it, he would probably vomit blood angrily.

Su Mei quickly sent another one.

- Ah, there's a list, I'll get busy first. Let's talk back, Momoda.

Nan Xiang put down his phone, thinking about the meaning of Jiang Yechen's word in his mind.

He should go back to the villa to accompany Xiao Zhan after work, is his absence at the Nan family reported to him by the subordinates he left?

suddenly thought of the sentence posted by the group in my mind, maybe the junior is true love?

Jiang Yechen's message replied so concisely, is Bai Jiao pestering him to be coquettish?

Nan Xiang's face gradually lost his expression.

"Miss, your porridge is ready, a total of five yuan. The boss's scream pulled her back to her thoughts.

"Good. Nanxiang opened his wallet, paid the money, and walked out with the bag.

The black phantom on the side of the street, following the footsteps of the woman, drove slowly.

"Mr. Jiang, the virtual IP of the account can be traced back to the area of the Municipal Government Garden, and the specific IP address can be determined in the Liao Jiayuan of the Municipal Government Garden. Mrs. Liao Qinyuan, the eldest brother, has been a well-known black network boss in private, and he is in charge of a group of scientific and technological talents. ”

"The factory has also verified, and the first few media to announce the old case records of Nanfeng Furniture have business cooperation with the Liao family. ”

"Got it. ”

In the main driver's seat, Jiang Yechen controlled the steering wheel with both hands, pulled out the Bluetooth headset, and his dark eyes were deep.

Jiang Yechen is excellent in programming, in addition to his own talent, he also has the credit of his uncle Liao Qinyuan's cultivation since childhood.

Liao Peiyan didn't want Jiang Yechen to be too young and learn too much brain-burning knowledge at the same time, so Jiang Yechen and Liao Qinyuan learned the program from Liao Peiyan, and Liao Peiyan didn't know about it.

If she knew this, Liao Peiyan would not use her acquaintances to do it.

Jiang Yechen opened his hand, and was just about to close the call, when Ban Hua's voice came again, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, today is the fifth anniversary of the establishment of the "Aimi Club". The person in charge of the "Aimi Club" contacted me and said that this afternoon, Miss Du personally went to the factory to express her condolences to the workers of the "Aimi Club". ”

"Hmm. ”

Hearing the three words of Ami, Jiang Yechen's expression changed, and then he turned off the remote.

The mobile phone rang, Jiang Yechen stopped the car, and just turned on the phone to see the caller ID.

He frowned and held his phone, and the corner of his eye glanced at the side of the road, which suddenly deepened.

In the next second, the man stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, opened the door and got out of the car, and the whole process took less than ten seconds.

Nan Xiang, who was crossing the road with white porridge, had not yet noticed the abnormality behind him.

"Nanxiang!"