chapter 788
private villa or in his old house."Auntie Liang, bring it out and eat together."Hai Tong doesn't have that kind of strong class concept. She is all miserable, so she doesn't have a class concept.now...Chapter 788
"Let him work in the branch office in the city for a few years later, accumulate some experience. When he completely let go of Haitong, the person becomes more mature, and then transfer him back from the branch, and then hone him for two years. If he is worthy of the great task, let him take over the Zhang Group."
"if he can't get out, he can't stand up to the big task, and for the sake of the hundred-year plan of our Zhang family, we can only change a successor."
Zhang always hopes that his son can become Zhang's successor, as long as his son is worthy of the important task. If his son regards love as more important than his future, he can only choose one of his many nephews to be his successor.
Aunt Shen's face changed. After pursing her lips, Aunt Shen said, "send him there on the fourth day of the New year, and stop all his pocket money. When he goes to work, he can spend as much money as he can earn, so that he won't be too comfortable."
"Hai Tong is the big wife of the war family. When I tell him on the third day of the Lunar New year, he will give up his heart to go to the city."
Zhang always felt that his wife's method was feasible, and said approvingly, "Let him start at the grass-roots level in the branch office in the city. I will let the general manager there take good care of him. I won't let him have anything to do, but I won't let him be too comfortable. His bank cards have been frozen and asked him to apply for a new bank card to get paid after he goes to the city."
in order to make Zhang Niansheng let go of his love for Haitong, the couple were also ruthless in their hearts to be the successors to the heavy burden of Zhang's group.
Zhang Niansheng did not know that his parents decided to send him to a city thousands of miles away, and neither did Haitong. She slept soundly in the second half of the night. She seemed to have a hot water bag beside her. It was too warm. She held it in her arms and slept soundly.
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may be dreaming of eating good food, and she occasionally smacks her lips.
when she woke up the next day, she saw Zhan Yin by her side, holding her head with one hand and watching Zhan Yin sleep.
but the aftertaste is the food of the dream.
she dreamt that someone invited her to dinner, and the table was full of delicacies, which made her mouth full of oil and contentment. In the end, she couldn't eat any more chicken legs. She wanted to pack them up and go home for Zhan Yin to eat.
couldn't hold on to the drumsticks, and then she woke up.
reached out and touched Zhan Yin's face. Haitong said to himself, "you have no luck. I want to pack two big drumsticks for you to eat, but I can't catch them."
after bowing his head and kissing his handsome face, Haitong got up to prepare breakfast.
I'm going back to my mother-in-law today.
thinking of not packing two big drumsticks for Zhan Yin in his dream, Haitong immediately went out to buy drumsticks and gave Zhan Yin two drumsticks for breakfast.
it's raining and windy outside, and it's very cold.
Hai Tong ran to her car with an umbrella, opened the lock and hurriedly got on the car. after the car started, the car turned on the heat, and gradually it became warm.
fortunately, the supermarket doesn't close until the afternoon of New year's Eve.
Hai Tong went to the supermarket to buy two big chicken legs. She liked to eat chicken wings, so she bought herself two chicken wings and some others before she went home.
when he got home, Zhan Yin was still asleep.
Haitong was preparing breakfast in the kitchen and said to herself, "I don't know where to be a thief last night. I haven't been up since I slept."Master Zhang and others"(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({});Shang Wuqian said, "you don't understand the education style of warriors, and it's normal to think so.""their warriors' childr...