Jiang Yingying shook her head and said, "It's my mother. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't know where to work now. You paid her such a high salary and helped her speak at home. A boss like you Not often."

Han Sanqian smiled lightly, and said, "This is all as it should be. After all, she has never made a mistake, and it was all Jiang Lan's unilateral efforts to make things difficult and target her."

"But for other people, it's reasonable to help relatives or not." Jiang Yingying said.

"If you want to thank me, just train harder, make yourself better, and take you to a different place in the future." Han Sanqian said.

Jiang Yingying nodded resolutely and said, "Brother Sanqian, don't worry, I won't let you down."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the mountainside villas are brightly lit.

Han Sanqian fell into endless regret.

Since the security department handed over the information of those hotels and restaurants to him at eight o'clock, he has been screening for two full hours.

And not only him, everyone in the villa joined in, even He Ting, who couldn't read a few big characters, was dragged into the battlefield by Han Sanqian.

"no."

"This one doesn't work either."

"The place is too small to accommodate many people."

"The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great-grandson's hundred-day banquet."

"Too quaint, no way. My granddaughter doesn't fit in a place like this."

Everyone has their own opinions, so many places are not considered.

Han Sanqian collapsed on the sofa. If he had known this, he shouldn't have intervened in this kind of work. It would be great to let Mo Yang worry about it.

"I'm really asking for trouble." Han Sanqian said with a bitter face.

Su Yingxia glared at her and said, "Can something as big as your daughter be called suffering?"

Han Sanqian shrank his neck. Quickly said: "I haven't finished talking yet, it's bittersweet."

For Han Sanqian who has no position in front of Su Yingxia, the others are no strangers to it, and just smile lightly. Didn't say much.

Su Guoyao is the person who sighs the most in his heart. With Han Sanqian's current status, he can still love Su Yingxia so much. I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest blessing.

When Han Sanqian first joined the Su family, who would have thought that Su Yingxia would have this day, and who would have thought that Han Sanqian, who was cast aside by thousands of people, would be so superior now.

If Jiang Lan hadn't been obsessed with obsession, she would not have embarked on this dead end, and there are endless glory and wealth waiting for her.

But Su Guoyao didn't have the slightest pity and sympathy for Jiang Lan. From the moment she threw Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wished he could kill her.

At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also left, but he didn't go back to China directly, but went to another place first.

He had to prepare a generous gift for his great-grandson whom he had never met.

In a certain royal theater, Burt, the most famous pianist in the world, has just finished a concert of his own. For a great artist like him, every concert can attract many nobles to the scene. And the high price of his concert tickets is second to none in the world.

"I'm sorry, Bert does not accept any private interviews, even if you are a nobleman, please leave." Nangong Boling appeared after the concert, but was stopped by Bert's bodyguards.

"I would like to advise you, if you don't want to die, then go away quickly, you have no right to stop me." Nangong Boling said lightly.

The bodyguard sneered, daring to be so disrespectful to Bert, doesn't this old man know what kind of status Bert has in the upper class, even those royal nobles have to be polite to Bert. JrNovels.com