Chapter 44 The kids can make money.

Of course, the two of them couldn't escape.

Uncle Zhang, wiping his sweat, got out of the driver's seat: "Good heavens, what a coincidence to run into you here!"

"..." Jing Ge pursed his lips for a moment. "Uncle Zhang, can you give me a discount? Look how cramped this place is. Your car is so expensive, it should be sleeping in the garage, right?"

Mei Ying hid behind her, peeking out to watch her haggle.

Jing Ge looked dejected: "Uncle Zhang, how about I kowtow to you twice?"

"..." Uncle Zhang was both amused and exasperated. "Third Master is inside. Why don't you go talk to him directly?"

Jingge hesitated, "What if he skins me alive?"

Uncle Zhang: "I don't know either. He looks about the same every day, but I just feel like he's always in a bad mood, so... I'm being careful."

At this point, Uncle Zhang comforted her, "He wouldn't make things difficult for a child over something so small."

Jing Ge choked on his own joke when it came out of Uncle Zhang's mouth.

Jing Ge plans to have his fortune told when he has time.

He caused trouble as soon as he returned to China.

Bad news, we crashed into a luxury car.

Good news, the luxury car belongs to an acquaintance.

Even worse news is that the acquaintance is Li Mushi.

As the two went upstairs, Mei Ying hugged her arm tightly: "Give me a look when you kowtow, and I'll kowtow too. It's not shameful to kowtow a few times to elders..."

Jingge stumbled.

"Don't say anything yet, I'm so nervous."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything," Mei Ying continued, "Don't be nervous, you're the manager of Business Department One, you're so powerful..."

Jingge covered her mouth: "If you say it again, I'll sew it up for you."

Mei Ying: "".

Li Mushi was in a private room on the second floor.

It must be official business, as Secretary Lin waited outside the private room.

Jing Ge said guiltily, "Sister Lin... I was in a car accident."

Mei Ying: "".

Is this the art of speaking?

Lin Mi was taken aback and checked her over: "Are you injured? How serious is it? You need to go to the hospital. You may look fine on the surface, but your internal organs might be ruptured..."

“I don’t know,” Jing Ge said honestly. “I heard my uncle is here, and I want to see him one last time.”

Mei Ying: "".

Why are you talking like you're about to die?

Without hesitation, Lin Mi knocked on the door: "President Li, Princess..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door opened from the inside.

After not seeing him for several months, the man in Jing Ge's memory was still the same man in a black shirt, who had two petals fall on his shoulder as he passed under the cherry tree, and who had promised to bring her Stella as a gift.

Memories seem to carry the scent of flower petals and dew.

For some inexplicable reason, Jingge felt like a fledgling bird seeing its mother the moment she saw him.

I feel like crying.

"Uncle." His voice grew heavier.

Li Mushi frowned: "What kind of car accident happened?"

Jing Ge muttered, "Backing up, we backed into someone else's car."

Li Mushi paused for a moment: "How many yards?"

Reversing can't be that fast.

Jing Ge stammered, "...five yards, I guess."

The people present: "..."

Even walking on two legs takes more than five yards.

"Sister Lin said there will be internal injuries," Jing Ge said anxiously, "Will my internal organs rupture?"

Li Mushi said without a smile, "Probably not, otherwise where would I get the energy to act?"

Jing Ge: "".

“The main problem is that car,” Jingge whispered, “it’s very expensive. If I have to go bankrupt to pay for it, my heart will really break.”

Li Mushi's gaze was deep, as if he already understood, and he played along with her act, both amused and exasperated: "What kind of car? How expensive could it be?"

Jing Ge: "A few million... I guess, about the same as your car, Uncle."

Lin Mi turned her face away, secretly suppressing a laugh.

Li Mushi casually put his hands in his pockets: "If you hit someone else's car, you have to pay for it..."

Jing Ge's face fell.

Li Mushi said slowly and deliberately, "After all, it was someone else's car that was hit. If it were mine, I probably wouldn't hold it against you."

Jing Ge suddenly looked up: "It's yours!"

"......"

“This is a new car of hers, she hasn’t had time to get insurance yet,” Jing Ge said weakly. “Name your price, and if it’s not enough, the two of us will kowtow to you to make up the difference…”

Li Mushi's forehead twitched.

Lin Mi was very good at reading people's expressions: "It's okay, it's okay. The car needs to be serviced anyway, we can do it when we get it serviced."

Jing Ge: "Really?"

Li Mushi didn't even glance at her.

A dismissive attitude, as if someone used to being annoyed.

Jing Ge's eyes sparkled: "Uncle, you really are my biological parents! Let's go eat, this meal is on me!"

After saying that, he grabbed Mei Ying and ran.

I was afraid that if I was even a step too late, he would change his mind.

The two girls went downstairs and excitedly found a seat to order.

Li Mushi slowly averted his gaze.

I haven't seen you for half a year, and you've become as thin as a wisp of wind.

Lin Mi thoughtfully asked, "Do you need to settle the bill first?"

“No need,” Li Mushi said calmly. “Let her go.”

Lin was puzzled.

Li Mushi's voice was deep, with a hint of warmth: "Now that she can make money, let her be proud of herself."

The children are now earning money.

If you're so capable, then treat us to a meal.

He would naturally accept it with a smile.

-

Mei Ying chattered on and on.

Everyone was shocked to learn that Anna had been fired. Zhang Hong then presented evidence of Anna's embezzlement, bribery, and forming cliques. Anna didn't dare to cause trouble and resigned on her own initiative.

Because of this incident, Zhang Hong spent a month rectifying and cleaning up the situation to ensure the normal and smooth operation of Womei.

The company has recruited a new batch of employees, seemingly trying to break the old employees' cliques, seniority-based promotion, and the exclusion of new employees from advancement.

“I heard,” Mei Ying praised her, “that you are the only one who has been promoted in recent years. Look at the second and third departments, including finance and administration, all the newcomers are being suppressed.”

Womei's development has stagnated.

Jingge understood the implications of this.

She was promoted to manager after just over a year on the job, which was undoubtedly intended to help the company break into a new phase. Her hard work was one aspect, but more importantly, she had Li Mushi behind her.

With this armor, Zhang Hong was not afraid that she would be innocently sacrificed in the hail of bullets.

As expected, bosses are all capitalists.

They can gather all the resources to expand their territory.

Jingge put down his chopsticks, feeling a tightness in his chest: "You said my grandma went to the company?"

“...Um,” Mei Ying said haltingly, “I came three times, looking for Amanda and General Manager Zhang, questioning them about why they transferred you so far away, and forcing them to bring you back.”

The old lady was getting on in years, and no one dared to talk back to her; they always had to coax her with a smile.

Mei Ying glanced at her and said, "Your grandma is very angry. She said something like... that you're always being sent on business trips, which is affecting your relationship with your fiancé."

But Zhang Hong and Amanda didn't tell her a single word about this.

“Your grandma came for the third time, carrying a bottle of pesticide,” Mei Ying said with lingering fear. “Luckily, your uncle was having tea with his boss at the company. As soon as your grandma saw him, she put the pesticide bottle away and asked him politely when he would be back. In the end, your uncle took her home, and she didn’t come back again.”

Compared to Li Yingguo and Li Kaiji, the Jing family, young and old, were naturally more afraid of Li Mushi.

After all, the Jing family needs to operate in the business world, and Li Mushi is a god of life and death in the business world, and has a direct connection with the Jing family.

Jingge's peace over the past few months was thanks to the man upstairs.