Chapter 321 Deep Sisterly Love

Style: Historical Author: Wang XiaodouWords: 3509Update Time: 24/01/11 22:16:35
After leaving Wang Busheng's shop, Zhang Jingjun felt a little disappointed. It was like leaving something she loved and her whole heart felt empty. How could it be so easy to leave someone when they have become a habit?

Back home, Zhang Jinghui was still busy with work matters. At the same time, she was also worried about whether Lian Chunqiao's negotiations could be successfully completed. Acquisition was only the first method. If it failed, she could only choose the second method. Zhang Jinghui believed that the other party would definitely do the same. Accepting the second option and cooperating with the British government is what countless businessmen dream of. Not to mention the British government as a big backer, at least the most basic fair transactions can be satisfied without being unreasonably exploited by government officials. , and climbing the big tree of the British public is also a good choice for many people to collude with government and business. The only problem is the distribution of interests. Interests are like a piece of cake. Naturally, everyone wants to take more bites. The cake is so big. If you take one more bite, there will be one less bite left for others. Therefore, it is difficult to satisfy everyone. It is nothing more than one person taking a step back. Zhang Jinghui still has some confidence in Lian Chunqiao's negotiations. Lian Chunqiao has been with her for a long time. He is also very diligent and capable. Many major cooperations have been negotiated by Lian Chunqiao. If not Because Lian Chunqiao was a woman, Zhang Jinghui did not mind recommending her to her eldest father and letting her serve the court.

Zhang Jinghui, who was thinking, was disrupted by the sound of the door opening. It turned out that Zhang Jingjun was back, holding a bundle with joy on his face.

Evil people always hope that people all over the world will become like themselves, while kind-hearted people always hope that everyone around them can be happy, even if they are tired or miserable, or even suffer some. Wronged. Seeing Zhang Jingjun come back, the sadness and pain of losing the big yellow dog yesterday was no longer on her face. Although she didn't know what happened when Zhang Jingjun went out today, as long as Zhang Jingjun can be lively and cheerful again, Zhang Jinghui will be relieved and she will be very happy. As the future owner of the Zhang family, Zhang Jinghui has the obligation to make the people around her happy every day.

"Hey, sister, you are here too. Why didn't you go to work today?" Zhang Jingjun entered the room and saw Zhang Jinghui and asked curiously,

"Sister, you can't be lazy and rest for a day when you are tired. Where are you going? I see you are very happy and you are still humming."

Zhang Jinghui asked pretending to be angry. Zhang Jinghui is nearly ten years older than Zhang Jingjun. She already belongs to a different era. It is more appropriate to say they are sisters, but in fact they are elders.

"Hehe, I hope my sister can stay at home and rest every day." Zhang Jingjun walked to Zhang Jinghui, put down the baggage in her hand, and then held Zhang Jinghui's arm intimately, leaning on Zhang Jinghui's shoulder, weakly, But it’s like a mountain.

"Sister can't be left at home every day. We still have to take care of our business." Zhang Jinghui explained, touching Zhang Jingjun's face lovingly. Looking at this impeccable face without any flaws, Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but sigh, who Will get her beauty.

"Sister, you have worked too hard. You should quickly find a good man and marry yourself off, so that you don't have to be so tired." A woman has taken on a man's work and a family. How can her thin shoulders bear it? It was nothing more than gritting his teeth and carrying it on. Every time he saw his sister's bedroom still lit and cold at night, Zhang Jingjun felt heartbroken. For a person who sacrificed everything for his family, what should he do for her.

"I hate it, you really want to marry your sister off. Well, I will find an ugly man to marry you off tomorrow," Zhang Jinghui said jokingly, and suddenly thought of that familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the distance. Are you okay? The weather is getting cooler. Do you remember to put on more clothes? When you are alone, are you like yourself, enduring loneliness, staring at the waning moon in the sky in a daze, and when you meet two people in love, are you always envious?

"Sister, you don't have to look for a good-looking man to find a man. There are so many good-looking ones in the entertainment industry, but they are all playboys. No one is reliable. They treat all women as their first love and find a man to spend the rest of their lives with. It still depends on the kindness of the heart," Zhang Jingjun explained. For a family like the British Duke, the person you are talking to will naturally not look at whether the other person has money or good looks. Character is still very important. Of course, it can be given to Zhang Jingjun. How much contribution the family brings is also important.

Children from poor families always want to marry their children to rich families. Even if it means wronging themselves, they don’t like anything about the other person except their wealth, but they will still agree. After all, those who are afraid of poverty are the most afraid. What you have is exactly what the other party can give. If you can choose a BMW, why would you ride a bicycle? In fact, feelings can also be traded.

And families with better conditions have more opportunities to choose. If Zhu Xiluo's daughter chooses a prince-in-law, is it necessary to find a rich man?

"Hey, Xiaojun, you haven't grown up yet, and you have started to teach your sister a lesson. Sister, I will never get married in this life. When Junjun of our family gets married and has children, I will take care of your children." It is somewhat destined. It's impossible, so why bother yourself and accept others? Instead of being wronged, it's better to continue like this. Life can't be smooth sailing, but there's no need to create waves for yourself. If it's windy or rainy, just stop the boat.

"Hehe, sister, you are so annoying. She is not married yet, where will the child come from?" Zhang Jingjun's face was full of joy, giving birth to a child for the one she likes. This is not what every woman desires. Looking at the child in her arms, she felt Being like yourself and him, this should be such a happy thing.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Jingjun said hurriedly, "Sister, I brought you a lot of delicious food, please try it quickly." Zhang Jingjun opened the bag and took out a bunch of snacks.

"Why are there so many delicious ones?" Zhang Jinghui looked at these snacks, and they were all new to her.

"Hehehe, sister, don't worry so much, just eat it," Zhang Jingjun said.

Looking at the dazzling array of snacks, Zhang Jingjun couldn't help but pick up a piece of wife cake and put it into her mouth. A sweetness immediately filled her mouth, and she asked in surprise, "It's so delicious, Xiaojun, where did you buy it?"

Zhang Jingjun smiled mysteriously, "These snacks are not available in the market,"

"Can't buy it,"

"Yes, these are all just made by him and have not been put into the market on a large scale yet," Zhang Jingjun explained. Of course, Wang Busheng also told her this. In fact, these snacks are also sold in Old Man Li's grocery store, but they are only available for a limited time. It is too short and has not yet opened up the market, so its popularity is not as high as that of jelly beans.

"Oh, that's it." A businessman's keen intuition made Zhang Jinghui feel that this was another opportunity. Food is the most important thing for people. The charm of snacks ranges from ninety-nine to just walking. No one doesn't like it. No I only tried it because I was short of money. If these snacks were promoted throughout the Ming Empire, the benefits would be endless. Even if the price was lowered to a price acceptable to ordinary people, he could still make a lot of money.

Zhang Jingjun couldn't help but pick up a piece of wife cake and put it in his mouth. Really beautiful people don't need to diet to stay in shape. It's sweet and delicious, and the bread is quite chewy. Eating this wife cake, which is said to be specially made for herself, The name was also specially named for herself, and Zhang Jingjun's face was full of happiness.

Opportunities are no longer lost and never come back, start early and have peace of mind. Zhang Jinghui hurriedly asked, "Xiaojun, where do you get these snacks?"

"It's the place I told you about a few days ago, the one that sells jelly beans."

"Oh, it turns out it's the same company," Zhang Jinghui should have thought of it a long time ago. The sweetness in these snacks is the same. It's just the ingredients of the snacks that bring different flavors to the snacks themselves, such as corn, pumpkin, and sweet potato.

It seems that this cooperation is inevitable.

"Sister, you don't know how awesome that person is. According to him, he is still researching other snack varieties, and the taste will be very different."

These days, aspiring young people are immersed in studying, planning to get meritorious services and contribute to the country. It is hard to imagine that there are still people who are working hard on eating. It’s not too much to call such a person a foodie.

Zhang Jingjun continued. "And the black tea I told you about last time, others can't taste it. It's so sweet."

Zhang Jinghui was even more curious about this person. my country's tea-making skills also have a tradition of thousands of taels. As early as the Tang Dynasty, people liked to drink boiled tea. Later, the tea art also developed. Today, the taste of tea is nothing but bitter and fragrant. But the sweetness is something I have never experienced before. Could it be that brown sugar is put in it? This is the first time I have heard of brown sugar in tea. If you have the chance, you can try it yourself.

"This person is quite interesting. I sent someone to find him this morning," Zhang Jinghui said lightly.

"Go find him." Zhang Jingjun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her sister knew about her relationship so quickly? "Sister, you already know."

Zhang Jinghui looked confused. Of course, Zhang Jinghui also heard the meaning of Zhang Jingjun's words. There was still a story in it. As an adult, it is natural to have scheming minds. So Zhang Jinghui asked with a straight face, "Yes, I have known it for a long time. Yes." You say, or I say, be lenient if you confess, and be lenient if you resist.”

"Okay, okay, the treatment is so serious, I just say it," Zhang Jingjun looked around carefully, and whispered in Zhang Jinghui's ear, "Sister, I have a date."

"Ah, what, you talk about,"

He hurriedly covered Zhang Jinghui's mouth. "Sister, please keep your voice down. If my grandparents find out, they will beat me to death."

The British public doesn't care. He has a cheerful nature. As long as he doesn't touch the bottom line, it's okay for his granddaughter to talk to friends. It's just a practice. But Mrs. Zhang doesn't think so. Women can't treat feelings as a game. If you love once, you will love for a lifetime. And Zhang Jingjun is still underage, and Mrs. Zhang feels that it is not conducive to Zhang Jingjun's growth if she comes into contact with relationships too early.

"You are serious, you are talking about such a big thing, but you never told me, why do I love you so much?" Zhang Jinghui pretended to be angry. Everyone likes to find out other people's secrets, even the beautiful lady Zhang Jinghui No exception.

"We just talked for a few days and haven't had time to tell my sister yet," Zhang Jingjun explained. Of course, it was more about sharing the joy. "Sister, don't tell your grandparents. Just treat it as a secret between you and me."

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, but you have to be careful." Zhang Jingjun naturally understood Zhang Jinghui's reminder. It is always the woman who suffers emotionally.

"Who are you talking about?" Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but gossip and wanted to find out.

"Hehe, this is the one selling jelly beans."

"What, a jelly bean seller?" Zhang Jingjun couldn't believe it. According to Zhang Jinghui's reasoning, Zhang Jingjun's boyfriend was not a noble son from some family. He was a scholar, or a colleague in the entertainment industry. Liang Chaoxian and his like, how could he have thought of him? Isn’t there a big gap between a jelly bean seller and a British public servant? I didn’t directly say that flowers are stuck on cow dung and a toad wants to eat swan meat. This is because of Zhang Jinghui’s good tutoring.

"As long as I like him, that doesn't matter."

To truly love someone, you must love everything about him, his strengths, weaknesses, and career. Or his bad breath, body odor, and foot odor.

"Maybe it's not important." Zhang Jinghui didn't know what to say. It was a joke that a British official married an ordinary person and was a businessman selling jelly beans. "Since you like it, you can have a good talk." Zhang Jinghui suddenly lost interest in this topic. What she thought in her heart was that the little girl was just playing games. But I still couldn't help but ask, "What's his name?"

"The king will never die" Zhang Jingjun replied happily.