Since Jiang Weiguo took over, the company's stock has plummeted.

Several old employees of the company also resigned one after another. Jiang Weiguo's indifferent look really disappointed them.

I have inherited the company for so long, but I have come the latest every day, but I have left the earliest.

Every day, I stayed in the company's tea room, eating and drinking, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Deng Lan handled everything about the company, and Deng Lan was responsible at the beginning, but later, the cooperation was not ideal.

Deng Lan also became the boss.

Deng Lan sat in the office, just a few words every day

"what ever!"

"You can do it!"

"No money!"

"Everything is OK!"

If you listen to perfunctory words too much, you will lose your fighting spirit.

More and more people resigned from the company, and Jiang gradually changed from a company that everyone yearned for to a company that everyone shouted for.

Jiang’s reputation is particularly bad now, and now it is a shell company.

If you want talent, you don’t have talent, you don’t have money, you don’t have technology, you don’t have technology.

Deng Lan was so angry that she slapped the table as she saw more and more people submitting her resignation!

"Jiang Weiguo! This is your company! You are in charge! No amount of money is enough for you to squander like this!"

Jiang Weiguo collapsed there without fighting spirit, slowly spitting out smoke from his mouth, and his face full of enjoyment made Deng Lan even more angry.

"You're still a fucking man! You have to rely on me for everything, right?"

Jiang Weiguo turned his back unhappy when he heard this.

"What do you mean? This company, the house we live in, and the clothes you wear! Which one was not bought by our Jiang family? Deng Lan, don't be so conscience-free!"

Deng Lan didn't say anything, looked at her clothes, picked up the bag on the table and walked out.

"Okay! I won't talk to you anymore! I asked my sister to go shopping in the mall! Let's go!"

Jiang Weiguo looked at Deng Lan's pretending noble posture and smiled contemptuously.

"A pheasant really thinks he has become a phoenix when he flies to the branch!"

Deng Lan pretended not to hear it, so she could bear it. The quarrel now will affect her time of spending money.

Deng Lan walked, tidying her hair on her sideburns. Looking at the scattered employees in the office, Deng Lan gently knocked on the table.

"Dears! Get off work!"

After saying that, Deng Lan left casually.

Aunt Chen Xinnan came to pick up the little guy very late. It was almost eleven o'clock, and the little guy was sleeping very well.

Chen Xinnan was chatting with his aunt, but Jiang Zi was reluctant to look at the little guy in the stroller.

"Remember me when you grow up!"

"I'll drive you back?" Chen Xinnan looked at the lack of anyone behind his aunt, and thought he was here alone.

"No need! Just give me the stuff! Your uncle is waiting downstairs! Please trouble you today!"

After the aunt finished speaking, she took the things away.

Chen Xinnan closed the door and turned around, and saw the loss in Jiang Zi's eyes.

"I can't bear to bear?"

Jiang Zi nodded in disappointment, then thought about it, and shook his head quickly.

"No..."

After Jiang Zi finished speaking, she sat on the sofa, and there was also a cartoon that had just been played for the little guy on the TV.

Jiang Zi always felt a strong milky smell in the room.

Chen Xinnan sat next to Jiang Zi, staring at the cartoons on the TV.

A faint fragrance of milk wafted over.

Chen Xinnan approached Jiang Zi and sniffed it.

"You..."

Before Chen Xinnan finished speaking, Jiang Zi shrank his neck

"I know it's very delicious, probably because I was a little guy..."

A clear sound of vomiting made Jiang Zi swallow the rest of the words back.

"So you're so annoying about milk flavor?"

As soon as Deng Lan arrived at the mall, she saw her sister standing at the door with her silly son.

"No! You still take care of your son when shopping?"

Deng Lan looked at Su Rui beside her sister with some contempt, and she still looked like she had never seen the world before.

"I'm not at ease when Su Rui is alone at home!"

Deng Lan didn't want to say anything more, so she looked at the mother and son, and they were all wearing street stall goods.

"Let's go! I'll take you to buy some clothes!"

Although the disdain in Deng Lan's tone made them uncomfortable for their mother and son, they still had to obey.

After all, the daily living expenses are all given by Deng Lan's mood.

Deng Lan brought them and their mother into high-end shops.

Seeing that the mother and son were afraid of each other, Deng Lan didn't know why, but she really disliked her.

"Deng Lan, these clothes are too expensive... We don't need such good clothes..."

Deng Lan glanced at her sister contemptuously and sneered.

"I know! I like this one very much, please wrap it up! There is also this one!"

Deng Lan said, handing the two skirts on the shelf to the waiter, and then swiping the card generously.

Jiang Weiguo soon received a text message for expenditure.

What did this prodigal girl buy and spent more than 40,000 yuan?!

Jiang Weiguo was about to call to question him, but he received another text message.

Expenditure, 4,080.

Deng Lan took the hat next to her and looked at it, "This one is wrapped up."

"Will you... be too extravagant..."

For mothers and sons who have difficulty spending food every day, it is really unbelievable that the numbers on the receipts are.

Deng Lan just rolled her eyes, "What do you know? This is called investing in yourself!"

Deng Lan brought her sister to the store very often, but compared to the clothes they were wearing.

It's already a luxury.

Deng Lan found a place to sit down and pointed to the clothes on the shelves.

"Good sister, go and have a look! If you like it, take it! I'll pay!"

Sister Deng did not immediately choose her own clothes, but took her son to help her choose clothes.

"Do you like it?"

My sister took a piece of clothing and compared it to Su Rui. Su Rui lowered her head and smiled shyly.

"like…."

I don’t know why, although I didn’t pay by myself, I still look at the price as soon as possible.

When I saw the three-digit price on the tag, my expression was a little embarrassed.

"Deng Lan, do you think this is OK?"

Deng Lan did not look up, lowered her head and sent a text message, saying perfunctorily, "You can take it whatever you want!"

Deng Lan looked at the questioning text message sent by Jiang Weiguo on the screen of her mobile phone and smiled disdainfully.

"What did you loser buy again?! Why did I lose so much money after being stuck?!"

"I said I went shopping with my sisters! You won't be so? Are you reluctant to buy a few clothes for my sister and nephew?!"

"No! It's almost enough for you to buy them a few hundred yuan! You'll waste your money by buying tens of thousands of yuan?"

"What do you mean? Why is it a waste to wear it for my sister?! Who do you look down on?!"
To be continued...