Rebirth of the world Xiaolong

Chapter 247

I think Kim Jong-qing would not refuse this little busy.

"Don't worry, I promise that someone will arrive on time. If you don't, you can just go back and try to beat me." Jiang Zhihao said.

"Okay, there's not so much nonsense, how capable a little thing is." Zhong Wenxing said that, turned around and left without even saying goodbye.

Jiang Zhihao laughed and shook his head slightly, not caring too much.

Then, he turned back and found Wang Wencheng, president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and talked about this.

Originally, the Calligraphy and Painting Association did have the habit of holding internal activities the next day after the competition, but Jiang Zhihao spoke up, and everyone saw his relationship with Kim Jong-kyung.

Especially Jiang Zhihao said that he would invite Kim Jong-qing to come tomorrow, even to please Mr. Jin, Wang Wencheng would not refuse.

He agreed immediately and would bring all the elites of the association tomorrow to ensure that they would give them enough face.

After agreeing on this matter, Jiang Zhihao was satisfied.

During dinner, Zhong Jiawei didn't go there. First, she was preparing to open a store and had a lot of things to do. Second, she was not familiar with those people and didn't know what to say after she went there.

If she didn't go, Jiang Zhihao didn't have much thought and stayed in the hotel for an hour before going home.

Although I only stayed for a short time, the whole meal process still allowed many people to see Jiang Zhihao's status.

Whether it is Jin Zhengqing, Nanmen Jiasheng, or Tao Guoan, they are all very polite to Jiang Zhihao, as if they regard him as the center point.

Especially Tao Guoan, who relied on Jiang Zhihao to win a game today, made him very happy. In his words, he was already looking at Jiang Zhihao with admiration, and the meaning of winning over was self-evident.

That is, Jiang Zhihao is not here, otherwise he would have drunk two more glasses of wine, even if he wanted to have a position as director, Tao Guoan would be willing to give it to him.

After returning home, Zhong Jiawei was busy sorting out what she wanted to wholesale.

She still gave up the idea of ​​being an advertising company and chose the fruit fish that Jiang Zhihao had made before as the opening. Although Jiang Zhihao felt a little regretful, he didn't care much about this.

Anyway, no matter what Zhong Jiawei wants to do, he has the confidence to help.

As for the advertising company, it’s okay to leave it to Zhong Jiaxi to do it.

"Have you met my dad? He didn't say anything bad to you, right?" Zhong Jiawei asked with a worried look on her face.

"I didn't say anything, and I believe that your father's attitude towards me will improve after tomorrow." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile: "Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, maybe our family's relationship will be reconciled."

"Really?" Zhong Jiawei looked at him, and after a while, she sighed: "Don't be too stressed. I will tell them about my parents, so don't force myself."

In Zhong Jiawei's opinion, her husband has always been because of her own reasons. No matter how ugly the parents say, he will not get angry.

The more calm Jiang Zhihao acted, the more she felt sorry for him.

Jiang Zhihao held her in his arms, kissed her forehead gently, and said softly: "You are thinking too much. I only thank them for raising such a good wife for me. This is more important than anything else. Just for this, I want to be nice to them."

Zhong Jiawei was so moved that she hugged her husband and refused to let go, and she became a clingy kitten.

Jiang Zhihao was also excited in his heart, and even looked forward to the coming soon tomorrow.

He believed that what would happen tomorrow would definitely surprise Zhong Wenxing!