"Young madam, the eldest young master has already gone to the army. He said that he will come back in a few days. If you are bored at home, you can go to Guanhaitai to stay for a few days."

The servant came up and said after seeing her awake.

Going to watch Haitai again?

Huo Sixing was reluctant. After all, she didn't want this small family to be deserted as soon as the man left.

Huo Sixing got up, and after a brief tidying up, he held the child in one hand, her bag in the other, wearing a pair of sunglasses and stepping on her 78cm high heels and walked out the door.

Half an hour later, Yeweiyang Bar in the city.

"Huo Sixing, you..."

The eldest Miss Jing family, who had been in business all night and was just about to close, saw this woman came over early in the morning with a child in her arms.

Not to mention how ugly his face was.

Huo Sixing took off his sunglasses: "What? My boss is here, do you have any opinions?"

Jing Yufei: "I don't have an opinion, it's just that you always come to this kind of place with a child. If you accidentally bump into it like last time, won't my brother scold me to death again?"

Her younger brother is naturally Jing Qin.

It turned out that ever since Huo Sixing came back to the capital, he had gone to another bar because he had nothing to do.

And Jing Qin, because he has always been in this business in Y province, from bars to casinos, there is no one he does not get involved in. After Huo Sixing was down, worried that he was inexperienced, he also brought him in.

Anyway, to earn together to earn, to die together to die.

"None of his business, alright, open the door, I'll take a look at the business last night, and, are there any wines left? Do you want to buy anything?"

There is no room for negotiation.

The woman immediately held the child and ordered the door to open.

Jing Yufei was so angry that she died.

But in the end, there was no way, so he obediently opened the door for her.

Therefore, some people's aura is really innate, and they are also rich and wealthy, but this young lady of the Jing family, compared with Huo Sixing, is not a little bit worse.

When Jing Qin heard this message in the office, he was mad at the pile of data in front of him.

Hearing this, he slammed the pen onto the table.

"Senior Jing? Are you alright? Can't figure out the data again?"

Another colleague sitting on the side saw it, and immediately raised his head and asked with concern.

That's right, the Chief Jing in front of him, since he was transferred to their auditing department a few years ago, this kind of anger is common when he jumps, because he has a headache when he sees a bunch of numb data.

But isn't he an accounting graduate?

Why bother with such a thing?

Colleagues saw his blue veins jumping out and planned to help.

But at this time, the section chief had already turned off the computer with a snap: "I'm going out to get some air, and call me if something happens."

Then he ran away again.

colleague:"……"

Alas, this is the treatment of different identities.

Who called him the son of Jing Tianming, the former president of the Senate? Although his father is no longer here, the people here still have to give him face.

Jing Qin left the unit.

As soon as they arrived at the bar, a small radish with a small furry head and a small hat in shorts, ran out quickly from the inside.

In the distance, you can still hear her mother roaring inside.

"Shen Zhaoyu, you little bastard, stop for me and put down my wine!!"

"..."

Jing Qin's eyes twitched fiercely.

Because, he really found out that this little radish was dragging a bottle of fine imported wine worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"what?"

The little boy Shen Zhaoyu who dragged the wine to the door saw the big feet in front of him and the sturdy trouser legs.

Finally, she stopped and raised her little head.

"Dad Jing? Why are you here? You weren't here just now." She asked innocently, with a pair of small black eyes just like her father, blinked, completely blank.

The corners of Jing Qin's eyes twitched even more.

However, "Dad Jing" with a milky voice made his heart soft again.

He squatted down and looked at the little troublemaker: "Yes, Dad Jing just came down from the sky. Seeing Little Xingxing annoyed his mother again, so he came here to educate Little Xingxing."

Radish Ding: "..."

Finally, she obediently released the bottle of wine in her hand.

"Little Xingxing didn't make Mummy angry. Little Xingxing is going to put this in the car and transport it to Mummy."

"Small car?"

Jing Qin, who was squatting in front of the little girl, was stunned for a moment.

The little girl immediately pointed her finger to the back of him: "Yes, look, Dad bought me a new one, and I can drag a lot of things, and I can also bring Dad Jing."

Jing Qin: "..."

Kneel down!

Sure enough, the rich are just different. They are only three years old. Even a toy car is so high-end. Does this thing cost hundreds of thousands?

Jing Qin finally complied with this little radish's request, put the bottle of wine in the trunk of her "luxury car", and then climbed up himself, and let the little ancestor of the gods take him around the bar. several laps. JrNovels.com