MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 39 little fanatic

   Chapter 39 Little Madman

  After a small group nap in the afternoon, the sun came out and it started to rain.

  Zhang Zhi had just got back from the plane and had jet lag, so he couldn't bear to make up for sleep.

  Tang Chuang has an important meeting in the afternoon and will be going to the company in a while.

   Tang Chuang disapproved of a five-year-old cub who wanted to go out by himself.

   Even if she is powerful, she is still a cub.

  Small physique that adults can easily carry and run.

   In other words, the client of the little milk cub this time is her old client, escorted throughout the whole process, and there is also an heir to the Rong family who is inserted halfway and has something to discuss with their cub.

  The Tang Rong family is actually a nodding acquaintance apart from business. They don't usually communicate much, but it is because of a little milk cub that they have a close relationship.

In the past two years, the Rong family was in turmoil because Mr. Rong stepped back behind the scenes. In fact, many people were guessing who would be the master of the Rong family in the end. Although the result was a bit surprising, they had to admit that Rong Qing was a young boy. Very different from his peers.

  Reliability is still reliable, Tang Chuang believes.

   But the five-year-old cub - are you really sure that he doesn't like Dad the most? -

   Father Tang squatted at the door, and said goodbye to Xiao Nian Jin with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

   Tang Jin in front of him was holding a small pink umbrella with cat ears and wearing a pink cat jacket. The whole milk dumpling was pink and tender, and the big cat pupils were blinking.

   I always feel that my father is a little depressed.

  The little milk dumpling reached out and patted his shoulder.

   "Don't worry, Dad, don't you know how good I am? If you don't obey—"

   The little milk dumpling was also carrying the bright yellow cloth bag he brought back from the Sanqing Taoist Temple, and he brushed with one hand and pulled out his little whisk from the back, earnestly.

   "Beat them up today."

   Tang Chuang, who was crazy about the little tits:…

   was amused again.

  You're such a little lunatic, little bully.

   can't be messed with.

  ***

  The rain screen blocked the view and blurred the surrounding scenery.

  Rong Qing was sitting in the back seat of the car, the small table in front of him was opened and there was a computer.

  The driver wore a black suit and was silent, while the representative of Jingyuan Company in the passenger seat was a little uneasy.

   They were supposed to **** them all the way, but they just negotiated, and a behemoth like the Rong family came over to connect with them and took over directly and fully.

   You must know that they are just a small real estate company, how can they compare with the Rong family?

   But he said that the little gods are powerful, but they are very popular in Sanqingshan because they are small. When they go to big cities, more people know the power of little gods, and there are many people who want to hug their thighs!

  Thinking of this, he didn't consciously straighten his back, but it was thanks to their thighs that they hugged early.

  Rong Qing's gaze turned outward.

  The rain is getting heavier.

  The rain screen blocks and blurs the scenery.

  The windows were washed by the rain, as if a filter had been added.

  The sun has not yet dispersed, and as the raindrops fall, different colors are scattered.

  'click-' sound.

  Little Nanny got her umbrella and got into the car today, with a little bit of rain and moisture.

   Curled eyelashes and big cat pupils, when he looked over, he subconsciously smiled.

   That little voice was soft and sweet.

"elder brother."

Rong Qing took a tissue and wiped the water droplets on Xiao Nianjin's face accidentally, the dark brown Buddha beads on her fair wrists were eye-catching, the boy's voice was childish and pleasant, "Jin Jin, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you this time. ."

   Rich, good-looking, and polite.

  What a good sponsor? What's the trouble with this?

   Those who do this line of work like this!

  Tang Jin took a closer look at Rong Qing's face.

   "The dark red air under the Palace of Fude has condensed into a piece, plus the yin and qi in the past few days—"

   The little milk dumpling softly leaned over and whispered in his ear.

   "Brother, you should know that you are prone to get those bad things on your body, right? The yin qi has been extremely heavy in the past few days. You should also be busy with a lot of things outside. You may have recruited nightmares. When brother feels sleepy, call Jinjin."

  Little cub was still holding her little whisk, with a serious face, "Teach it a lesson to my brother today! Protect my brother today!"

   Very serious, especially fierce.

  Rong Qing nodded without hesitation.

Only in appearance, he looked sick, weak and noble, but in reality, the little boy who did not relax and exercise at all was leaning on the back of the chair, with a temperament like a young master who was elegant in the Middle Ages and never quarreled with others, gentle and elegant: "Then wait for today to protect my brother. ."

  ***

  The land purchased by Jingyuan Company is currently in the planning stage.

The    engineering team has already entered the planning.

   The foreman was wearing a hard hat and was fat, sitting in the prefabricated house.

   "Boss, wait for the boss to come over and say that he hired a feng shui master to see the feng shui before starting the work."

   "Feng shui master? The contractors from this small place are weird. I have been in this business for so many years, and this is the first time I heard that you should ask a feng shui master to check the feng shui before starting the design."

  The foreman laughed, his triangular eyes, his eyes bright.

   "But this contractor is rich. Have you seen those materials? They are all good products in the market, and they are more expensive than those big companies."

   "Head, I inquired, and I heard that there is a lot of money in their small place."

   "Okay, people want to come to Feng Shui masters, we will also cooperate. After the process is over, we will work to get money, go, and have a look."

  The foreman brought a group of people and waited at the door.

   The black car came into view.

   "As expected of a rich man, this car is not cheap."

   "Hey, I heard that I hired a Feng Shui master. Have you ever seen the blind man who told Tianqiao fortune-telling? Don't look at the tattered clothes they wear. As long as a rich man is trapped, he can make a lot of money, not to mention a big group."

   "Come, come, be quiet."

  The car stopped.

   The person in charge of the project on their side came down from the co-pilot seat.

  The driver got down and opened the door.

   The one who came down first was a delicate little boy who looked like eight or nine years old.

   He turned around without looking at them.

  The rain had stopped on the way.

   A pink little **** came out of the car today.

  A pair of big, round cat pupils, curled eyelashes, puffy little cheeks, and a bright yellow cloth bag on his back—

   "Small bald head?"

  These people who work on the construction site are used to being rough. Even children, this hairstyle is rare, and some people can't help but look at the bright little head in surprise.

   "Is it the boss's child? Why did you bring the child to the construction site?"

   "Where's the feng shui master? I want to see the difference between the feng shui master hired by the big company and the blind man who tells the fortune on the overpass."

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   The voice of the discussion is low.

   The person in charge of Jingyuan Company has approached with two people.

   His voice came.

   "Little Fairy, this is the land we contracted. Some time ago, I really didn't know what bad luck I've had. If something goes wrong, I've troubled you many times. This time I just caught up, and I thought I'd let you take a look first—"

   "Sunshine and rain, a smooth road, is a good omen, you don't have to worry too much."

  Sweet little **** sounded.

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   (end of this chapter)