Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again - Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142 Tang Wanru's face is green

"Zong Jin, you, do you have a problem?" Old man Jiang asked Jiang Zongnan's opinion, then turned to ask Jiang Zongjin.

Jiang Zongnan has just returned from the company, in a suit and leather shoes, and the Jiang family’s contacts have been basically left to him over the years. He has dealt with people in Beijing all the year round, and he has developed a serious and elegant sense of majesty.

The aura on his body is actually the same as that of Ye Wangchuan and Qin Si. It is the kind of difference that a person who has been in a high position all the time is different from ordinary people.

Compared with him.

Jiang Zongjin is more like a tens of thousands of ordinary people in Beijing. The dress is simple and does not pay attention to famous brands, and the style of dressing is not so formal. He wears an ordinary casual jacket with a sweatshirt inside, and there is no such thing as Jiang Zongnan's temperament. Like protruding.

He was still wearing glasses, which lowered the spirit of his body. The smell of books was very strong.

At first glance, you don’t belong to that kind of successful person.

No one’s family.

But compared to Jiang Zongnan, Jiang Zongjin lives more ordinary and real. Elder Jiang asked him, a moment of hesitation flashed on his face, he pursed his lips and nodded without seeing Tang Wanru's staring gaze: "Dad, I'm fine."

"Okay." Old man Jiang asked the two brothers for their opinions, then looked back, and ordered the caregiver around him to pour him a glass of water, and said with a faint expression: "Since everyone has no opinion, I will continue."

Elder Jiang next divided all the shares and real estate of the Jiang family.

This kind of division undoubtedly cuts meat on Tang Wanru, because Jiang Zongjin has not been in charge for many years, and all these things are left to their family to take care of, and they don't even ask for dividends every year.

is now divided out, which is equivalent to letting them give it away for nothing.

But Jiang Zongnan had no objection during the whole process. Even if she was so angry, she could only endure desperately, waiting for Elder Jiang to divide all the possessions.

Tang Wanru's face turned green.

Can't say a word.

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At the same time, the Peony Hall on the third floor of the Yufu, the President of National Tsing Hua University and the Ministry of Culture, etc. have booked the banquet hall.

Ye Wangchuan did not take the main seat today. He gave the main seat to Liang Conglin and chose to sit in a position to the left of Liang Conglin.

It was probably because of a drink of wine, his handsome face now has a bright color, and the thin crimson is like a red cloud on the horizon, dazzling.

Really responded to that sentence.

Between the sky and the water, Ye Wangchuan is the third most beautiful in Beijing!

However, no matter how good it looks, few people at the banquet have the guts to appreciate this stunning beauty. Basically, everyone can keep their eyes away from him, and try not to look there, lest they provoke this master.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan today seems to be very talkative.

People from the Ministry of Culture took the lead in giving him a toast, but he did not refuse, and drank a few cups for the sake of face.

In addition, several professors at National Tsing Hua University did not know his identity so well. Seeing the people from the Ministry of Culture toast Ye Wangchuan, they had a good time and they also toast Ye Wangchuan.

One to two.

Ye Wangchuan drank at least half a catty of liquor at the dinner table.

Ordinary people were drunk early after drinking half a catty. He was okay. He just unbuttoned a shirt button, rolled up the cuffs of his clothes to dissipate heat, and leaned against a chair. His eyes were dark and deep, and he couldn't see any signs of him being drunk. .

It’s just that someone came to toast again, he was lazy and did not continue to drink it...

Liang Conglin had another drink with the people from the Ministry of Culture. He turned around and saw the man sitting there looking at the phone. He found a gap and asked him carefully, "Ye Shao, are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)