Chapter 58 ruffian

"What's the matter, why is Sister Feifei crying?"

Feifei was crying, and when she heard Jiang speak, she quickly turned her back to cover her crying. But she couldn't suppress the sadness and grievances in her heart, and shrugged her shoulders and the tears continued to flow violently.

"It's all guests. You and Le Yi try to say hello."

Weiwei looked up at Jiang, then lowered her head to stare at the phone screen. Jiang Xian's atmosphere was not right, he stuck out his tongue, hurried back to the front desk, and asked Le Yi to arrange a seat for Ke Nansheng as soon as possible.

Le Yi works at Crock House during the holidays, so that not only can he make money, but he can also be with Jiang every day, which not only saves living expenses, but also does not delay falling in love.

Jiang looked around and saw that there were no guests who wanted to check out and leave, so he and Le Yi simply moved out the small square table and stool where Wei Wei put the computer, removed the large flower pot in the corner, and set up a temporary dining table for Ke Nansheng.

There are green treasures planted in the big flower pot, and the small dark green leaves stretch brightly in front of Ke Nansheng's eyes. Ke Nansheng sat down just enough to see the console through the gap in the green leaves.

Weiwei was not at the console, and Ke Nansheng was a little strange. Is the chef off today?

Le Yi took the menu and asked Ke Nansheng to order. Ke Nansheng put the menu aside. He wanted to order the dishes for himself tonight. Le Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Ke Nansheng meant.

"I want to ask your chef to help me cook two private dishes."

Ke Nansheng looked at the console again, a handsome boy was busy with serving dishes. Leyi wanted to call Jiang over to help, but seeing that Jiang was too busy to look at her. Had to bite the bullet and say:

"I'm afraid this will not work. The chef doesn't have time to cook private dishes today. The dishes on our menu are all delicious, you can try them out. The new sous chef's dishes are also very good..."

"Your chef is ill?"

"It's not sick, she may have something to do today."

Le Yi also looked at the console, Wei Wei went to the backyard and never came in.

Weiwei was looking at the divorce agreement Shen He gave to Feifei. As expected, Shen He asked to take back one million of the bride price; in addition, Feifei was required to pay, and Shen He's parents contributed the money for the purchase of the house; Shen He's mortgage loan in the bank after marriage was equal to one million; Shen He ran the company The foreign debt of Fifi also needs to bear the part of the sudden increase after marriage...

Weiwei stared at the phone screen twice, word for word, and sighed in her heart. Feifei had no reason to refuse all the conditions proposed by Shen He.

If Feifei and Shen He divorced, it would mean a debt of nearly five million yuan.

Shen He should have figured it out before marriage!

"Sister, don't cry. Crying won't solve the problem."

Weiwei stepped forward and patted Feifei on the shoulder, and returned the phone to her.

"Then what should I do!"

Feifei clenched the stove shovel in her hand and poked it into the burned out charcoal fire. The charcoal ashes, which had been silent, suddenly rose into a wisp of blue smoke, rushing towards the night sky and dissipating, and the air was filled with the smell of grass and trees.

"Let's go and discuss with our mother."

Viviera Feifei stood up, Feifei hurriedly threw away the shovel, wiped the tears from her eyes, and looked at a loss.

"But you still have to go to work? If you leave early, the boss will deduct your salary."

"It doesn't matter, when anyone is in an emergency, just deduct it if you want."

Weiwei and Feifei left the Crock Pot directly from the backyard. In the taxi, Weiwei called Jiang and told him to lock the cashier and close the door after get off work.

"If our mother found out about this, she would definitely be pissed off!"

Feifei grabbed the sleeves in her arms, tears welling up in her eyes again. Weiwei hurriedly comforted her, things had to be resolved, and the most important thing was to look at her own attitude.

Feifei was in a mess, her fingers holding the phone trembled, as if Shen He's divorce agreement was in front of her eyes, and she couldn't get rid of it for the rest of her life. She dared not go home to face her mother, let alone imagine her life after the divorce.

Don't even think about it, the mother will definitely first scold Shen He for being ruthless, and then scold her for being useless and incompetent...

When Weiwei and Feifei entered the door, Fu Meiling was talking to her second daughter, Yingying.

Today is Yingying's first day to work at Ding's investment company, and everything is different from what she imagined. The Ding family's investment company is not as big and luxurious as Yingying imagined, but an office in a commercial office building. There is a financial room separated by a hundred square meters. An accountant and a cashier are drinking wolfberry and red jujube tea while staring at the computer to work.

There are seven or eight curved light green desks by the window in the bay outside, and a giant-screen computer is installed on the desk. The ergonomic black high-end chairs are lined up and look imposing. However, there was no one sitting on the chair, and Yingying didn't know if she had chosen the wrong day for coming to work today, and even Ding Junhao was nowhere to be seen.

Against the wall is a large bar, with all kinds of foreign wine and beverages on the shining golden wine racks. A gold double-door refrigerator is embedded next to the wine rack, and there is a coffee maker on the bar. In the center of the house is a circular reception area, and a kung fu tea set with golden dragons is placed on the wenge wood tea table.

The finance and cashier looked very busy, only glanced at Yingying when she came in, and never looked up at her again. Yingying called Ding Junhao, Ding Junhao said that he rarely came to work, but only occasionally visited the company.

"Then you asked me to come to work, are you kidding me?" Yingying got angry.

"Actually, you don't have to go to the company to work every day, but now you can go to the company to familiarize yourself with the business, and then you can manage our property. Don't worry, I'll come over in a while. How can I let you stay there alone, right? , there is fruit milk in the refrigerator, you can eat it first, I will be there in a while. Also, my second aunt, my aunt, and my cousin will be here soon, so you can get a table of mahjong this afternoon. "

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After hearing Yingying finish, Fu Meiling was a little unhappy.

"Ah, you played mahjong this afternoon? Ding Junhao went to the company?"

Fu Meiling just asked the exit, when she heard the door slam, Weiwei and Feifei pushed the door and entered the room. Fu Meiling immediately stood up from the sand.

"Sister, what's your look?"

Yingying greeted Feifei first, surrounded by tightly wrapped Feifei, very curious. Vivi held Yingying and told her not to speak.

"what's wrong?"

Fu Meiling and Yingying spoke in unison. However, Fu Meiling's voice was an octave higher. She had a hunch that Feifei was here to divorce Shen He.

Before Feifei could speak, tears opened the gate again and gushed out, choked and speechless. Fu Meiling immediately looked at Weiwei, asking Weiwei to explain what she meant.

Weiwei took Feifei's mobile phone, slid it away, and handed it to Fu Meiling. Fu Meiling sat back in the sand in surprise when she saw the divorce agreement.

After reading Shen He's proposed divorce agreement, Fu Meiling was so angry that her mouth was crooked.

"Shen He is still not human?! How can he be so rascal! So shameless!! So shameless!!!"

Fu Meiling threw Feifei's phone out fiercely...