After the acceptance inspection was completed, Jiang Pengfei took his mother out of the room. After walking to the door, Vice President Wang of the decoration company asked Jiang Pengfei:
"Mr. Jiang, are you satisfied with it? If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it. The workers are all here and you can make changes directly!"
"Mom, what do you think?" Jiang Pengfei glanced at his mother.
Mother Jiang nodded, indicating that she had no objection.
Seeing his mother nodding, Jiang Pengfei extended his right hand to Vice President Wang:
"I'm very satisfied. You've worked hard during this period. I'll call you for the final payment right away!"
Vice President Wang smiled when he heard this. He could raise at least 400,000 yuan for this business, otherwise a dignified vice president would not come to supervise the work in person.
He quickly grasped Jiang Pengfei's outstretched right hand with both hands:
"Mr. Jiang, you are too polite, don't worry about the final payment~"
"Mr. Wang, if I stay in this house for a while, I will have to find you if anything goes wrong~"
Jiang Pengfei said this half-jokingly.
Upon seeing this, Vice President Wang quickly assured:
"Mr. Jiang, don't worry. I can guarantee that there will be no problems at all when you live here. I've been watching here almost every day for the past two months!"
Logically speaking, Vice President Wang doesn't need to watch here every day, but he thinks that if he can afford to live in an old bungalow, the family must be rich or noble, and his relatives and friends must also be rich.
Introducing some business to yourself can double your performance. Being able to sit in the position of vice president depends on your ability to do things.
Vice President Wang dared to assure anyone that the house he decorated for Jiang Pengfei would not be believed if he said it was not profitable, but there was definitely nothing opportunistic about it.
Jiang Pengfei nodded after hearing this, thinking that this was introduced by a friend, and the boss was also a relative of his family.
He took out his mobile phone directly from his pocket and transferred the balance. After completing the transfer, he handed the phone to Vice President Wang:
"I've paid the final payment, and if there is any problem in the future, I can come to you directly!"
"Don't worry, if there is any problem, I, Wang Ming, will come to see you~" Vice President Wang said with a smile.
The decoration of this house was not cheap. It cost Jiang Pengfei more than three million, and the solid wood floors alone cost hundreds of thousands!
…
I didn’t move in directly after that, planning to wait a few more months to let the smell of the newly renovated house dissipate.
Some time later, Jiang Nansun also had winter vacation. She had made a decision long ago, but she never dared to tell her father.
After packing my things and driving home in the afternoon, I parked the car and wandered back and forth downstairs.
Until the nanny Aunt Jia came back from shopping for groceries and saw Jiang Nansun, she stepped forward and asked doubtfully:
"Nan Sun, when did you come back?"
"Why don't you go in? It's so cold outside!"
"ah?"
"Exercise, I want to lose weight!" Jiang Nansun made up an excuse casually.
Aunt Jia had watched Jiang Nansun grow up and looked him up and down:
"Nansun, you are not fat either. Why should you lose weight? I see that you have lost weight during this period. Go home quickly and Aunt Jia will make you something delicious to replenish your weight!"
"It just so happens that auntie bought prawns today. How about making your favorite braised prawns?"
"Thank you Aunt Jiang~" Jiang Nansun felt that if he didn't speak out his words now, nothing would taste good.
Aunt Jia felt that something was wrong with Jiang Nansun's mood and asked with concern:
"Nan Sun, are you sick?"
After speaking, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to touch her forehead:
"It's really hot. Let's go back quickly and Auntie will make some ginger soup for you!"
Jiang Nansun could no longer look back, so he gritted his teeth and planned to have a showdown with his father directly.
After returning home, Jiang Nansun saw his grandma and father sitting on the sofa, doing their own business.
Grandma Jiang Mu was watching TV and his father Jiang Pengfei was reading a book. Jiang Nansun sat next to grandma very uneasy.
Grandma Jiang noticed something was wrong with her granddaughter’s face:
"Nan Sun, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"
Aunt Jia answered at the kitchen door:
"Grandma, Nansun must be sick. I touched her forehead just now and her forehead is a little hot. I'm going to make some ginger soup for her!"
"Yeah~" Grandma Jiang nodded, then turned to face her granddaughter, first touched her forehead, and then touched Jiang Nansun's.
"It's indeed a little hot. Pengfei, why don't you take Nansun to the hospital for an injection!" Mother Jiang turned to her son and said.
Jiang Pengfei held the economics book in his hand, thought for a moment, raised his head and said:
"It's best not to go to the hospital. If you get an injection, your resistance will be reduced. Wait until Nansun drinks the ginger soup and then check whether he should go to the hospital!"
"That's okay~" Mother Jiang felt that what her son said made sense.
After saying that, I planned to get up and go to the kitchen to help Aunt Jia make ginger soup for her granddaughter.
"Grandma, wait a minute, I don't have a cold!"
Jiang Nansun knew her physical condition. She was just nervous and had nothing to do with a cold or fever. However, she was very touched when she heard that her family cared so much about her.
Mother Jiang stopped and turned back to look at her granddaughter with confusion.
Jiang Nansun gritted his teeth and said:
"Grandma, Dad, I want to tell you something!"
After hearing this, Mother Jiang also sat down and said softly:
"Nan Sun, did you encounter any difficulty?"
Jiang Pengfei said nothing, and put down the book in his hand and looked at his daughter.
"I think..." After struggling for a long time without saying anything, Jiang Nansun was a little scared, a little nervous, and a little guilty.
Jiang Pengfei understood something, and moved his body towards his daughter twice:
"Don't worry, let dad guess!"
"You're on vacation because you want to go to Italy to visit your mother, right? But you don't dare to say anything because you're afraid grandma and dad will be angry, right?"
"Yeah~" Jiang Nansun nodded softly with red eyes.
Jiang Pengfei stretched out his hand and gently gave his daughter a headache, pretending to be unhappy:
"You kid, it's not a bad thing. You want to go to Italy to see what mom is afraid of saying to your grandma and dad!"
"Ouch~" Jiang Nansun stretched out his hand to cover the place where his father had hit him.
Mother Jiang first glared at her son, then took out a bank card from her pocket and put it in her granddaughter's hand:
"Your father is right. If you want to see your mother in the future, just tell grandma directly. We can go if we want to, and grandma will reimburse you for the travel expenses!"
"There are 100,000 yuan in it. If it's not enough when you get to Italy, call grandma, and grandma will ask your dad to transfer it to you!"
"Grandma~" Jiang Nansun threw herself into Mother Jiang's arms.
Mother Jiang stroked her granddaughter's back and said patiently:
"Nan Sun, if you have anything to do in the future, just tell grandma directly..."
Mother Jiang hugged her granddaughter and comforted her for a while. At this time, Aunt Jia came over with a bowl of ginger soup:
"Nan Sun, drink it quickly. Your illness will be cured after drinking it!"
"Aunt Jia put a lot of brown sugar for you, it must be very delicious!"
Mother Jiang nodded and said to her granddaughter in her arms:
"Although you don't have a cold, the weather is getting colder now. Drinking some ginger soup will be good for your body!"
"Hmm~" Jiang Nansun let go of his grandma, lowered his head, picked up the spoon, and started to drink the ginger soup on the coffee table.
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Jiang Pengfei picked up his economics book and continued reading. During this time, he had been thinking about what career to start next.
It must be the kind of business that makes a steady profit without losing money. Even if the profit is less, it must be almost zero risk. Only in this way can it become the foundation for the Jiang family to establish a foothold in Shanghai.
(End of chapter)
