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After the meeting, Jiang Yichen went downstairs to the backyard, rode the "Ferrari" electric bicycle and left Dingxiang Garden, ready to return to the rental room. In the back seat sat Ding Yuqing, who was wearing a thick coat and a scarf around his neck, holding the corner of his clothes with one hand.

Due to the onset of winter, the city's nightlife has obviously declined, and there are not many pedestrians and shops on the road at this time, and the streets are desolate and deserted under the dim street lamps.

The wind of the winter night is already very cold, and it goes straight into the necks of people.

However, with Jiang Yichen's special physique, this little cold is really nothing.

The new store of Dingxiangyuan has a good start, and he doesn't need to worry too much about it later, so he will run smoothly for a period of time before thinking about anything else. It is believed that as long as there is no big mistake, funds and profits will roll in, and the current tight financial situation will soon be alleviated.

Then the next development plan should be turned back to the Koufuduo project.

Some time ago, Zhang Fenglan led his subordinates to trial produce and develop two new varieties of mille-feuille, pork celery and beef radish filling. After the sample came out, it was highly praised by the insiders and the dealers.

However, because the current production capacity of No. 9 Courtyard of Silk Lane has reached full capacity, it can no longer be further improved. Recently, the focus has been on the new store in Dingxiangyuan, and the profits earned by several properties have also been used to pay for the preparation of the new store. Therefore, the development of the mille-feuille project has been put on hold for the time being.

Now I can consider restarting, well, I will inform Zhang Fenglan and start to carry out the capacity expansion plan of Koufuduo, and build a new room in the courtyard of No. 9 Courtyard, and it is good to use that kind of mobile house, so that if you move in the future, you can also disassemble and take it away. In addition, there are many things to do such as recruiting and training new employees, adding cooking equipment, etc.

That's right. The handicraft shop that has been promised to Xiaojia for a long time is not short, and she can start to make preparations, such as making marketing plans first, considering the product composition structure, interior design and layout, and looking at the house.

Unconsciously, a year is about to pass again, and soon after New Year's Day, it will be the Spring Festival, and then I have to prepare to go back to my hometown in Puheng County with Qingqing for the New Year.

Time flies, and this is really true. Jiang Yichen held the handlebars with both hands, but the thoughts in his head kept drifting around.

"Brother Chenzi, you have been silent for half a day, what do you want to do?" There was a disgruntled voice from behind, as crisp as a silver bell in the night. Apparently the situation of this boring journey made her feel very bored.

"Oh, this. I'm the chairman and CEO, and I dare to slack off because of my duties. It can only be a day to manage all opportunities, and work hard to plan for the company's prospects and the future of employees, which is tiring. Where can you be like you, you have nothing to do after work every day, and you are soaking in a low-IQ soap opera. Hey, hey, silly. Jiang Yichen explained without looking back.

"Stop. Watch out for me hitting a telephone pole. ”

There was a pain in his waist, which was undoubtedly Brother Qing'er's masterpiece. Jiang Yichen hurriedly stopped.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, where is the chairman who rides a bicycle?" Qingqing let go of her hand and questioned unceremoniously.

"What's strange about this, there are big and small companies, and so is the chairman. It's just a name. A person with a lot of money may just be an executive of a large company, nicknamed the emperor of work; And the person who pedals three wheels to deliver bottled water on the street may also be the small owner or chairman of the water shop, because the guys are not enough to make a temporary cameo. Jiang Yichen defended vigorously.

"Hehe, the person who sells roasted sweet potatoes on the street may also be the chairman?" Qingqing listened to it very interestingly, so she developed a loose mind.

"Hmm. There is also a certain probability. However, the disadvantage of this kind of chairman's brand is that the urban management comrades generally do not admit it when they see it, and the means of production are always in a dangerous state that may be destroyed and confiscated. It's not as respectable as the kind of person who runs around the world with a leather bag and a full set of official seals and business licenses. Jiang Yichen replied seriously. Then snap the handlebars. Turned the slip road.

Qingqing was amused and laughed, and later, she asked when she was going to buy a car? With that Dongdong, as the chairman, he only looks like he goes out.

"Come on, when we get the car book, we'll buy one. When the time comes, you can shoulder the financial director, secretary, and driver, and it is always good for young people to exercise more. Jiang Yichen saw that Qingqing was so interested in cars, and generously arranged Meicha for her.

"You're beautiful." Qingqing pursed her lips and said angrily.

All the way to the downstairs of the rental house, she locked the car and handed her the key to put it away.

"Brother Chenzi, I'm going back. Well, you remember to feed Whiskers, don't let him go hungry. Qingqing reminded.

"I can't forget, I'm about to eat a little fat goose. Okay, let's go back. Jiang Yichen responded.

"Then you take it with you to exercise and run, don't you? Bye. Qingqing said, then waved at Jiang Yichen and walked quickly into the unit door.

Jiang Yichen shook his head, this little girl really has a lot of requirements. Then he turned around and walked in the direction of his residence on Kwong Ping Street.

Speaking of the little goose Weiwei, Qingqing likes it very much, and has been keeping it in her room.

But two days ago, the fat woman landlord came to collect the rent, and Weiwei didn't know how to be interested, so he practiced his voice at this time.

Hearing the sound of the goose, the fat woman realized that the tenant was actually raising poultry in the house, and immediately pulled down her face and asked what was going on, I don't know if there is bird flu now?

Qingqing defended herself at the time, saying that this was not an ordinary poultry, it was a pet raised by herself, which had been vaccinated, was healthy and cute, and was cleanly washed. Besides, the wave of avian flu has passed.

Who knew that the fat woman was resolute, and she insisted that Qingqing get the goose away immediately, and threatened that if she didn't agree, the house would not be rented.

Qingqing had no choice but to compromise and return Weiwei to Jiang Yichen.

Walking all the way back to the residence, Jiang Yichen walked through the living room and opened the balcony door, Weiwei had already heard his footsteps, and hurriedly screamed to greet him, first arching his head on his legs, and then dragging his trousers with his flat mouth, looking extremely affectionate.

The little one has been on the balcony for a day, and it's really stuffy, no wonder.

According to calculations, Weiwei is estimated to be about fifty days old, and he will keep it for a few more days, and then send it to Yunsha Island, where it is a vast world. Jiang Yichen thought.

Next, replace the balcony floor with new newspapers and prepare food and water for it. When Wei Wei saw the broken steamed bun dregs in the bowl, he was so excited that he flapped his wings, cocked his buttocks, stretched his neck and plunged into it. (To be continued.)