Chapter 1484

After escorting Mr. Wei into the venue, the general manager just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, and then another imperial figure came again - Mr. Jiang.

When master Jiang got out of the car, the cloak on his shoulder was blown up by the wind, revealing the stand collar Zhongshan suit and the silver watch chain hanging from his chest.

The general manager was stunned and sighed sincerely: some people are like the sun and moon in the sky. They are dim because they welcome the next generation of stars, but once they rise again, all the stars stand aside.

"Grandpa." Jiang Xiaomi walked down the steps in three steps and two steps.

Looking at his granddaughter running towards him, Mr. Jiang took a big step to greet him: "if you wear so little, you're not afraid of freezing?"

Then he reached out and untied his cloak.

Jiang Xiaomi pressed him: "it's all right. I'm going in soon."

Mr. Jiang scraped the tip of her nose: "look, my nose is red with cold."

The general manager hurried forward and said, "Mr. Jiang, I've heard a lot about him."

Master Jiang loosened Jiang Xiaomi and nodded gently and calmly: "you're welcome, this is..."

"This is the general manager of Yuewen. He is very powerful. Oh, and my deputy general manager. They are now equal to my right and left arms. Without them, Yuewen would have gone bankrupt." Jiang Xiaomi openly praised his subordinates.

But the two people who were praised were frightened and frightened.

Talking about "awesome" in front of old Chiang? Isn't this a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

"Don't dare, don't dare, we just did our part." The general manager hurried.

Master Jiang smiled: "too modest, young man."

The vice president standing aside said silently: each guest invited today is an epic myth. I don't know what the scene will be when we get together later.

The vice president looked forward to it.

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"Brother Changqing, you look tired. Why? Didn't you sleep well?" Mr. Jiang asked with concern.

Old man Wanyan was distressed: "I don't know what's going on recently. I can't sleep well."

"At this age, people will definitely have this problem, but I have a clever trick. I can listen to Sanskrit before going to bed. It really works. I've tried it many times." When it comes to health care, Mr. Wei immediately poses as an expert.

Old man Wanyan was surprised: "true or false? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Master Wei spread his hands: "you didn't ask me either."

Old man Wanyan: "I'll try one day."

"That's not a word." Old man Wei said and turned to look at old man Jiang: "old Jiang, are you OK recently?"

Mr. Jiang's eyes were half open and half closed: "everything else is OK, that is, the arms and legs are always tight and not strong."

Man Wanyan hurriedly said, "I know this. It's ligament atrophy."

Old man Wei looked curious: "how to treat it?"

Master Wanyan pondered for a moment: "Pilates, yoga, when people get old, the ligaments will shrink together, just like a rubber band. If they don't pull often, they will shrink and tighten at last. A little touch is fatal."

After listening to what he said, Mr. Jiang couldn't help asking, "is it OK to do yoga at my age?"

"Yoga can be done as long as you can move regardless of age. It's a pity if you can't move in bed one day while your arms and legs can be extended."

"What you said seems reasonable. Lou Jiefeng, why don't you speak?" The man next to Wei looked at the suspicious old man's face.

I haven't heard his voice yet. I'm curious.

Lou Jiefeng, who was meditating, suddenly regained his mind and said faintly, "I'm listening to you."

"It's a good thing to listen more. It's all the experience of people in the past. It's definitely useful in the future." Old man Wanyan said with a smile. Suddenly, he remembered one thing: "why didn't Luo Yanrong come today?"

Lou Jiefeng said, "see your grandson at home."

Lou tianqin and Jiang Xiaomi are both busy with the annual meeting. Luo Yanrong has nothing to do. He simply goes to Tianshui villa to enjoy the fun of enjoying his grandchildren.

Old man Wei's eyes shrunk and his heart seemed to be poked by something, which hurt faintly.

Lou Jiefeng is so much younger than him that he has grandchildren, and he

"Lou Jiefeng, you are so lucky that your grandchildren are alive."

"Lao Wei, you're not bad now. Your granddaughter is almost eighteen." Old man Wanyan suddenly interrupted.

Master Wei clenched his fist with one hand and coughed gently to his lips: "cough... Um."

"Why are you coughing? Is it the wind?" Mr. Jiang was deeply concerned.

In order to cover up his inner embarrassment, old man Wei said, "it's okay, it's okay, it's an old problem."

"Lao Wei, now there is a fruit juice drink on the market, which is specially used to moisten the lungs and relieve cough. Pregnant women and children can drink it. Why don't you try it?" Old man Wanyan said attentively.

Mr. Jiang's lungs were also a little bad. As soon as he heard that there was such a good thing, he quickly asked where he could buy it.

In the next half an hour, these "palace level" dignitaries began to have a heated discussion around the internal organs, and did not notice the collapse expression on the face of the general manager standing next to them.

What about the good advice? What about the good rhetoric? What about the competition between emperors?

"Old man Jiang, it's said that your housekeeper has a way to get authentic tiger whip, isn't it?" Old man Wei asked in a low voice.

"You know that, too?" Mr. Jiang felt incredible.

"If you're free, get me some." Old man Wei has a look of 'you know'.

Old man Wanyan mocked mercilessly: "just like you, you can't save yourself even if you eat a tiger whip."

"Accumulate some oral virtue?" Old man Wei could not help but curse: "as long as you can, as long as you are powerful. You must eat tiger whip to do that?"

At this time, Jiang Xiaomi suddenly ran over: "it's your turn to play in ten minutes. Grandpa, you're ready."

The "health group" suddenly quieted down.

Everyone looked at each other. The debate just now was so fierce that they almost forgot what they came to do.

Jiang Xiaomi pulled this group of old guys into a group a few days ago. After discussion, we decided to form a band temporarily and perform a song together.

As for Lou, he is not the master singer of the Dai, but the master dancer of the Dai.

"Now let's invite the distinguished guests tonight to bring us a wonderful performance. Their repertoire is called" I believe. "

Several old people slowly stood up from their seats and walked to the stage in applause. While walking, old man Wei teased old man Wanyan: "old thing, I haven't sung for many years. Don't be high-profile at that time."

Old man Wanyan snorted coldly, "I won't bother you. I'd better think about yourself. It's a question whether you can find the rhythm after losing it for so many years."

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