Chapter 1986 The Tender First Love of the Lame Boss (3)

This is waiting.

Even if Jiang Jiuxi's parents were not killed by the original owner's family.

There is also an indirect relationship.

Jiang Jiuxi had to be generous not to take revenge.

After his parents died, Jiang Jiuxi lived a miserable life.

He began to study hard all alone, not caring about anyone's ridicule.

Then there are some Jiang Jiuxi during his self-study at the university.

Catch the Internet business opportunities, and pull the investment.

And then after several years of struggle, a complete success story.

Inspirational inspirational.

awesome.

What Bai Weiwei saw just now was Jiang Jiuxi after her success.

He probably came to laugh at Bai Weiwei.

After all, Bai Weiwei is not good at dancing, so more than one person must know.

As a result, she danced well, and his face stinks.

The biggest trouble now is Jiang Jiuxi's current power, money or something.

They are more than one class more than the original owner's parents.

The rich parents of the original owner are a second-tier company in the industry.

The industry has not done well in recent years.

They are all about to fall out of the third line.

And Jiang Jiuxi's company is now a first-line popular fried chicken.

One year's money, the forces involved.

That is simply a behemoth that can crush a bunch of companies.

Bai Weiwei sighed, if Jiang Jiuxi was still poor.

Wouldn't it be easier for her to take care of her directly now.

Now the class of the two people is different, and she has to rack her brains to get close to him.

Bai Weiwei finished her makeup before continuing to dance.

A stage play ended perfectly.

And Jiang Jiuxi also left early.

I didn't watch Bai Weiwei's later dance.

Looking at the negative 20 favorability rating, Bai Weiwei asked the system, "Can I ask how much favorability he has towards the original owner's parents?"

System: "Other people's favorability is more difficult to measure, there is only approximate data, about minus fifty or sixty."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

One day Jiang Jiuxi suddenly couldn't think of it, and it was only natural to kill their family.

Such a low favorability.

At any time, you will be slaughtered by the target of the strategy.

Bai Weiwei sighed, "I'm not used to coming to a plane of hatred."

I thought that these planes were insane except for the side quests.

The rest have no hatred.

Better strategy.

As a result, another deep hatred came.

Bai Weiwei changed her shoes and clothes, and walked out with her bag on her back.

As a result, the dance troupe's teacher came over and chatted happily around her.

He also brought her a handful of red roses.

It is a flower prepared by the dance troupe for the newcomer, congratulations to her for successfully playing the leading role.

Bai Weiwei smiled cutely.

Her appearance on this plane is particularly delicate, with a palm-sized face and snow-white apricot eyes.

Looks very cute and pretty.

The teachers thought she was difficult to get along with.

As a result, after a small conversation, I found that this little girl was obedient and well-behaved.

Immediately the previous cares were gone.

Bai Weiwei smiled and hugged the flower, then walked out.

This little scene is trivial to her.

Out the door, she stood on the side of the road waiting for the car.

It happened to be the summer rainy season, and the rain was pouring down.

Bai Weiwei didn't have an umbrella either, so she stood in the light rain with a rose in her arms when it wasn't raining.

Thick, slightly curly hair fell down.

The eyelashes are soaked in moisture and look more harmless.

In the distance, a low-key black sedan stopped.

There were two people sitting in the back of the car.

One of them is Jiang Jiuxi.

He leaned against the window and looked indifferently at Bai Weiwei who was not far away.

Seeing her holding the flower in both hands, the flower was so big that her slender arms and delicate fingers could hardly hold it together.

She stood obediently, and the clear eyes could be seen in the gaps of the flowers, like a spring, and like the leaves after the rain stained with hazy water vapor.