Chapter 570

"The project of Qingshan Lake..."

Jiang Zien knows that Zhan Tingchen is a genius in business and doesn't need her to worry about it at all, but she can't help asking. Every time something has something to do with Jiang Zhuo, she always feels a little uneasy.

"That project must be Zhan's."

Zhan Tingchen's eyes are the light of potential.

Jiang Zi'en looked at Zhan Tingchen and felt relieved. After all, Zhan Tingchen was never a person who likes to talk big. He said that there was no problem, so he was sure.

"Grandfather is waiting for us to go home."

Zhan Tingchen is familiar with tying Jiang Zien's seat belt. At last, he pecks Jiang Zien's lips, which makes Jiang Zien blush again.

Zhan Tingchen's lips unconsciously put on a smile.

But the next second Jiang Zi'en's brows wrinkled, and Zhan Tingchen's remaining light fell on Jiang Zi'en all the time, so he found something wrong with her for the first time.

"What's the matter? What's wrong?"

Zhan Tingchen's face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally showed a sense of tension.

"He..."

Jiang Zien frowned slightly and pointed to his stomach.

Zhan Tingchen is even more nervous. He starts the car and goes to the hospital, but Jiang Zien stops him.

"He seems to be kicking me."

Jiang Zi'en pointed to his stomach and a smile came out from the corner of his lips.

Zhan Tingchen's anxiety turned into joy.

He gently put his well-defined hand over Jiang Zien's slightly raised abdomen, and felt a small force impacting his palm.

This is Zhan Tingchen's first time to feel the fetal movement. Jiang Zien's last baby, he is not clear about his mind, so he missed too many details. But now he really feels the rhythm of the little life in Jiang Zien's belly. It's a wonderful feeling. The moment his hand covers Jiang Zien's belly, a sense of kinship surges up It's in his heart.

Jiang Zien saw Zhan Tingchen looking down at her abdomen. The corners of her lips were in a curve that could not be stopped. The whole person was a lot softer, and there was no ice cold appearance.

Jiang Zien thought to himself that those people who were scared when they heard Zhan Tingchen's name in the shopping mall would be shocked to see Zhan Tingchen's gentle side.

The little guy in his stomach doesn't know whether he is feeling the temperature of Zhan Tingchen's palm or because of something. He has been kicking the position of Zhan Tingchen's palm hard, like greeting him or interacting with him.

A big one and a small one interact happily through Jiang Zien's stomach. The intimacy of blood connection can't deceive people.

Finally, the little guy moved for a long time, as if he was tired, and finally there was no movement. On the contrary, Zhan Tingchen was still reluctant to withdraw his hand.

Jiang Zien looked at Zhan Tingchen with a look of excitement, some can't help laughing.

Zhan Tingchen felt the fetal movement for the first time in her life, so her lips rose all the way. Jiang Zien could feel his uncontrollable joy, and her mood also improved unconsciously. It seemed that at this moment, her heart was connected with Zhan Tingchen's, and she could feel his body.

The result of Zhan Tingchen's happiness is that he goes home and raises all his servants' wages, and goes upstairs in Jiang Zien's confused expression.

Soon Jiang Zien knew what Zhan Tingchen was going to do. He decorated a room for his baby. The whole room was full of pink princess style, which was better than the one Zhan Tingchen had decorated for nono.

Jiang Zi'en can't help but have no words to help his forehead. What are the straight men's aesthetic values for the men of the war family? Do girls want everything in pink!

"What if it's a boy?"

Jiang Zien leaned against the door and watched Zhan Tingchen pour cold water on him mercilessly.

"So lively, it must be a girl."

Zhan Tingchen was determined.

"Shouldn't the lively one be a boy?"

Jiang Zien did not agree with Zhan Tingchen's criteria for judging men and women.

But Zhan Tingchen just gave a cold hum, and obviously insisted on his own view.

Jiang Zi'en was amused by Zhan Tingchen's rare childishness, so he simply ignored him and let himself toss around here.

Since Zhan Tingchen felt the fetal movement that day, every day he happily put his hand on Jiang Zien's stomach to feel the rhythm of the fetus. The children in it also felt like they had feelings. They interacted with Zhan Tingchen regularly every day. Although they had never met before, they had no fun playing.

In this regard, Jiang Zien's heart flows a warm feeling, which is probably the blood between relatives is thicker than water.

Nuo Nuo still regularly appears at the gate of the vegetable market with the driver behind the baby sitter every day to choose the freshest food for Jiang Zien, so that some older people in the vegetable market know this little girl who looks like a doll but doesn't like to talk.

It's in a luxurious night show in Hangzhou."It's my honor to have a drink with Mr. Jiang today."

A middle-aged man in a suit and shoes raised his glass and said with a smile. The one sitting opposite him holding the beautiful woman in his arms was Jiang Zhuo, who had not seen her for a long time.

"Mr. Wang is so polite."

Jiang Zhuo is still holding the girl beside him, holding up the wine cup with a playful face. The two cups sound clear and crisp, and they drink the wine in the cup.

"I just don't know what advice Mr. Jiang has for holding a banquet all of a sudden today?"

In front of him, Mr. Wang is no one else. He is the person in charge of the bidding for the land of Qingshan Lake. Seeing that the bidding is coming, Jiang Zhuo naturally wants to explore the truth of Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang, I asked you out for the project of Qingshan Lake."

Jiang Zhuo's lips with his usual trademark smile.

"Mr. Jiang, a week later, Qingshan Lake will bid in public, and the one with the highest price will get it. This has been announced to the public for a long time."

Mr. Wang pretends to be a fool, but he talks about him from left to right.

"Mr. Wang, we all understand, so there's no need to be silly here. I want to know how much Zhan's plan is to give this time."

Jiang Zhuo looks at Wang Zong with a smile.

But Mr. Wang's face changed when he heard Jiang Zhuo's words. No matter what, he is also a senior executive of Zhan's family. Jiang Zhuo, you asked him to disclose the trade secret of bidding price so blatantly. You don't pay attention to Zhan's family!

"What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

There was a little anger on Mr. Wang's face.

"Mr. Wang."

Jiang Zhuo didn't care about Wang's anger, as if his reaction was all in his expectation, so with one look in his eyes, the secretary came to Wang with a check and said.

Mr. Wang is still looking at Jiang Zhuo with a just face.

"Mr. Wang, it's not too late for you to make a decision after you look at the figures above."

Jiang Zhuo's hand ran over a wisp of hair of the coquettish girl beside him and played with it gently at his fingertips. It seemed that whether Mr. Wang answered or not would not have much influence on him.

Mr. Wang couldn't help looking at the check in his secretary's hand. After seeing the number above and the zero behind, Mr. Wang's pupils shrank and his face was shocked.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean?"

Wang can always be such an important project leader, which naturally shows that he is outstanding. Although he was shocked, he still tried to control his emotions, but his voice trembled slightly, revealing his true emotions.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Jiang always cherishes talents. Mr. Jiang thinks that the salary and position of talents like you are too low in Zhan's family. Therefore, Mr. Jiang thinks that you can realize your value better than Zhan's family."

Jiang Zhuo's secretary stood aside and said in a formulaic way, but his voice was full of bewitching.

"And this check?"

Mr. Wang took another look at the number on the check, swallowed his saliva silently, and a trace of greed flashed through his eyes.

Although Jiang Zhuo doesn't seem to have his eyes on Mr. Wang from the beginning to the end, he can see all the little actions of Mr. Wang one by one.

He saw Mr. Wang's greed under his eyes, and the smile on his lips was deeper, but there was a trace of irony in his eyes.

"We know that you have signed a contract with Zhan, but now the contract has not expired. This is the penalty that President Jiang offered to you in order to show his sincerity."

The Secretary continued to lure the way in order.

Mr. Wang heard the Secretary's words, the struggle on his face had all dissipated, and the greed in his eyes was even worse.

"I don't know what position I would take if I went to Jiang's?"

Obviously, Mr. Wang is not so easy to be satisfied. Besides, everyone knows Zhan Tingchen's temper. It's very risky to offend him. Although Jiang Zhuo's price is attractive, he has not completely lost his mind, or he has a bigger plan.

"In addition to the position of President Jiang, you can choose the rest."

The secretary looked at Mr. Wang with a smile.

Sure enough, after listening to the Secretary's words, Mr. Wang showed a look of ecstasy. As the saying goes, Mr. Dao would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Although Mr. Jiang is not as strong as Mr. Zhan, the position of vice president is always more promising than his current little manager.

"However, although Jiang's family is rich and powerful, it's still better than Zhan's family..."

Mr. Wang didn't go on, obviously he wanted more benefits.

The smile on Jiang Zhuo's face doesn't change, but there is a cold flash in his eyes. He doesn't like greedy people.

"Mr. Wang, have you forgotten the bet of Jiang and Zhan Tingchen?"

One side of the Secretary "kind" to remind Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang is right. If Jiang swallows 50% of Zhan's shares, Zhan will no longer be able to compete with Jiang. At that time, his position as vice president of Jiang may be more respected than that of Zhan Tingchen.As soon as president Wang thought that he could step Zhan Tingchen under his feet, he was overjoyed.

"However, Mr. Jiang knows the means of Mr. Zhan. If Mr. Zhan knows this, I will be at great risk..."

Mr. Wang's eyes scan back and forth between the check and Jiang Zhuo, and the implication is self-evident.