sjar Chapter 270 Rough Waves
Chapter 270 Rough Waves
The next morning, Zhao Guanghui woke up refreshed. Seeing the wound had become even redder in the bathroom mirror, he remembered Wen Xin's instructions.
He quickly took out the small medicine box given by Wen Xin and tilted his neck to apply medicine to himself.
It's all my fault. I couldn't control myself.
This is not Ningning’s fault, she just loves herself too much.
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Zhao Guanghui took a week off to recuperate at home, and also actively sought advice from a lawyer regarding issues related to his resignation.
Unfortunately, the answers were surprisingly consistent.
The agreement is reasonable, legal and rigorous, leaving no loopholes.
And if he does not comply with the agreement and goes to a rival company, he may face a huge fine.
Zhao Guanghui returned home disheartened and lay down.
In the past two days, Jia Ning also realized that he was simple-minded.
Ever since she learned that "Legend of Heavenly Sword" was making a fortune and had generated nearly 10 million in revenue in just a few months, she was really greedy.
Her husband, the millionaire who had made her eyes dazzled, was no longer attractive to her anymore.
My appetite has also been stretched to infinity.
She didn't understand how complicated it was to do all this. She just thought that her husband was the project leader and the head of the technical department, so he must be the pillar of the family.
If you can't get the big share here, go somewhere else.
Sure enough, Fengyun’s boss extended an olive branch.
When Old Xing promised to give Zhao Guanghui the biggest share, she was so excited.
It's a huge fortune falling from the sky, you have to catch it quickly.
If you make another "Legend of Heavenly Sword" and take the lion's share, you can become a multi-millionaire in a year.
In comparison, the one million given by Tan Xin was simply shabby.
But who knew that things were not that simple, and the direction of things seemed to be completely different from what one expected.
Jia Ning was also an extremely persistent person. After much thought, he began to discuss other possibilities with Zhao Guanghui.
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After using up the rest of his annual leave, Zhao Guanghui resigned.
He seemed to have really gone into hibernation, staying at home doing private work.
After almost fading from everyone's sight, a small company named Jia Fugui was established.
Jianing Technology, whose office is located in a private house, hired a few employees to start working on small projects.
Jia Ning is in charge of management and Zhao Guanghui goes there every day, but they have no labor relationship with the company.
On Fengyun's side, Zhao Guanghui would go there from time to time to help out in a friendly manner, but it did not constitute a labor relationship.
Tan Mu and Ma Jun watched their actions silently, thinking that there must be someone directing them from behind this time.
But no matter what they did, Tan Mu and Ma Jun still had a bad feeling.
The day Zhao Guanghui left, he looked dull and absent-minded, without any trace of the high spirits he had when he left to start his own business.
They started their own business and are well aware of the numerous difficulties and dangers in the entrepreneurial process.
Without a strong desire for success and strong spiritual support, it would be difficult to overcome those obstacles.
Besides, that Jia Ning was not someone who could stand by him through thick and thin.
If this boat capsizes...
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It's already the end of the year.
The last day of 1999 is also the last day of this century.
Tan Mu and Wen Xin hosted a New Year's Eve party and invited Ma Jun and Yang Lizhen, Wang Youlin and Wen Xichen, as well as Wang Manning.
They are all magical fate, and are inextricably linked to each other.
Because Wang Manning's special article was very popular, Yang Lizhen and Wang Manning got along very well.
Wang Youlin is already three months pregnant, and Wen Xichen is very happy and does not show any dignity as a deputy head of the group.
Tan Wen also came to participate.
The little girl, who had become eloquent, was kissed and hugged by the aunts all night long, and finally fell asleep in Wang Manning's arms.
"Manning, it looks like you're going to have good things happen in the new millennium."
Wen Xin took Tan Wen, put him on the bench and covered him with clothes.
Wang Manning smiled indifferently.
"I feel that I have been very lucky in 99. I got rid of the wrong relationship and started a new career. I am not greedy, and there are some things that I don't pay attention to at all."
"But I remember there's a saying that goes, if you bloom, butterflies will come." Wen Xin teased her.
"Whether they come or not is the butterfly's business. It has nothing to do with me. I am not interested in butterflies. I like eagles."
Yang Lizhen laughed so hard that she almost spit out her food.
"Are all the talented women from Kyoto University's brain circuits so unique?"
Wen Xin is calm and composed:
"You may not know this, but Manning wrote a short paper when she was an undergraduate, specifically studying the methods of hawk training and hawk training of various ethnic groups. Our teacher also said that she has a unique way of thinking."
Wang Manning stared in astonishment: "Ah? I had forgotten about this, but Xinxin you still remember it."
Wen Xin threw a wink: "Of course, who made me love you the most. Mua......"
Tan Mu quickly stuffed the shrimp into her open mouth.
"You don't think before you speak."
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After the dinner, Wen Xin held Tan Wen in the car and looked at the night scene outside the window.
"Tanmu, it will be a new century soon. I remember when I was a kid, people always said that the four modernizations would be realized in the year 2000. At that time, I thought, I will be 2000 in the year , so old."
While waiting for the red light, Tan Mu turned to look at his wife and children, and reached out to touch Wen Xin's hair.
"But now, we are young."
On the sidewalk in front, a few young people walked by laughing. Wen Xin saw a familiar figure at first glance.
Xiao Nan walked hand in hand with a tall boy in the crowd. The smiles on their faces when they looked at each other were full of the sweetness and immaturity of youth.
The boy seemed familiar, he must have taken her elective class.
"Tanmu, look at that girl in the white down jacket. That's Nanmu Buxiaoxiao. Do they look like us in the past?"
Tan Mu shook his head: "No, you didn't look that passionate when you looked at me."
"Tsk, I'm just not good at expressing myself. I may appear calm on the surface, but my heart is actually in turmoil."
Tan Mu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Rough waves? Then I want to experience it tonight, a cross-century experience."
"You're being silly while talking. Your son is still here." Wen Xin gritted his teeth and slapped him.
Tan Mu continued to brag: "What are you afraid of? This kid is sleeping like a pig, how can he hear anything?"
Tan Wen in Wen Xin's arms suddenly opened his big eyes, and rubbed them with his chubby hands in a daze.
"Dad, you are the piggy. I heard it all. The waves were rough."
Tan Wen's language development is significantly higher than that of children of the same age, and he speaks fluently and clearly.
Wen Xin's face turned red, and he reached out and slapped Tan Mu a few more times.
The red light turned green, Tan Mu started the car, and hurriedly said, "Be careful, and don't attack the driver."
Tan Wen's expression was clear. He looked at Wen Xin's flushed face and raised his hand to touch it:
"Mom, your face is red, it looks so beautiful, mua..."
As she said this, she pouted and kissed Wen Xin on the mouth.
Tan Mu saw this and shouted, "Tan Wen, didn't I tell you not to kiss my wife on the mouth?"
Tan Wen sat up, put his arms around Wen Xin's neck and kissed her hard twice.
"Just kiss, just kiss my mom."
"Talk about small news..."
Wen Xin felt a headache: "That's enough, you two."
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On the first day after the New Year's Day holiday, an uninvited guest came to Wen Xin's office.
Wen Xin looked at the dignified and exquisite middle-aged woman in front of him, a little puzzled: "Excuse me, who are you?"
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