Chapter 271 I know you like my sister Sang (1 update)

Jiang Huaijing was still playing with his phone.

Hearing this, he looked up at his smug niece and said in a light tone, "Tell me, what secrets do I have?"

Jiang Yuanyuan put her hands behind her back, straightened her back, shook her head, and her braids were thrown to her back.

"Uncle, do you like my sister Sang?"

Jiang Huaijing remained calm, his bony fingers resting on the solid wood desk, "Sister Sang? I remember that you and Sang Yian didn't have a good relationship. Weren't you very dissatisfied that you had to go over to help during your weekly breaks, and that you spent the National Day holiday in the small supermarket?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was very righteous, "People will change, don't you know such a simple truth?"

"Besides, Sister Sang is amazing, have you seen her calligraphy works? Not only is her regular script good, her cursive script is also good! That kind of lazy arrogance, I love it so much!"

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at her white claws, "Anyway, I really can't write it. I don't have that momentum, that pen stroke, or that artistic conception."

"When I went to work, I saw Sister Sang's Chinese paintings. I thought they were beautiful and full of charm. If I had painted them, I would have spent a lot of money to frame them and hang them on the wall to show them off. But Sister Sang seemed to think her level was too poor, so she threw it aside."

"What's more, she can even play the guqin! Not the zheng, but the guqin! She plays it as well as a professional."

"That's not all. She even participated in the reproduction of watermarked paper. I heard from Anle that Sister Sang spent all day in the paper mill some time ago, researching with the workers, and only then did the watermarked paper see the light of day again."

Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes sparkled, and she was full of admiration. "Also, I have an inside story."

"After the paper mill reproduced the watermarked paper, Sister Sang made improvements on it, In addition to the common patterns in history, she made a new one. I have seen the sample, it is particularly stunning, stunning beyond human language!"

Jiang Huaijing really didn't know that his little niece had high standards and was independent. There were few people who could convince her, and even fewer who could make her stunning.

No wonder I heard from my family these days that she started practicing calligraphy every day. You know, when she was a child, the most annoying thing for her was writing calligraphy. She would make trouble as soon as she started class. Fortunately

, there are a lot of rules in the family. Even if she is the youngest child in the Jiang family, rules are rules. Among the four arts of calligraphy, calligraphy is a compulsory course, and the others are voluntary.

Jiang Yuanyuan hated calligraphy the most, to the point of deep hatred, so when her family saw that Jiang Yuanyuan had picked up her pen and ink again and practiced calligraphy every night before going to bed, it was like the sun rising from the west.

"Anle said that when this batch of improved water-grained paper is produced, the improved version will be given to anyone in the store who writes well."

Jiang Yuanyuan wanted it very much.

Finally, she found the reason why this person picked up calligraphy again.

Jiang Huaijing reminded, "You are not an employee of the store. No matter how well you write, you will not get any reward. You were not in the competition from the beginning."

Jiang Yuanyuan raised her chin and was very proud. "I, Jiang Yuanyuan, have become a very glorious small supermarket volunteer after fierce competition! Volunteers can also participate."

Jiang Huaijing was silent.

The study suddenly became quiet. Jiang Yuanyuan was a little nervous. She was just a 15-year-old high school student. How could she bear such a low pressure? She

was almost instinctively nervous. "Is there...any problem?"

Jiang Huaijing raised his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling a headache.

"There are some areas that you still need to learn from Lu Zhiyao. After all, although he works as a part-time accountant in a small supermarket, he still gets paid at least, but you really work for free."

Jiang Yuanyuan was surprised, "Ahhh! Big brother can actually work part-time in a small supermarket!! Uncle, as the boss of the company, how can you allow such a thing to happen?"

Jiang Huaijing: "..."

His head hurt even more. Is this the point?

Jiang Yuanyuan was serious and eager to try, "Uncle, you must take good care of big brother and arrange more work for him. Make sure he focuses all his time and energy on work! Don't let him have time to make extra money!"

"As a sister, I can reluctantly help him with the part-time job in the small supermarket." The desire in Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes was almost overflowing.

Jiang Huaijing: "Lu Zhiyao's part-time job is in finance. Do you know what a finance job is supposed to do? Do you think you can make a report with your terrible math grades?"

He killed him with one blow.

Jiang Yuanyuan: "No, I can learn it. I'll hire a tutor! Whether it's finance or math, I'm so smart. As long as I want to learn, I can definitely learn it well."

But isn't the point that you are a high school student and don't have time to do a part-time job?

Moreover, are you sure that the small supermarket will accept a part-time job for a 15-year-old?

Jiang Huaijing was really worried about the IQ of the Jiang family's descendants.

"Uncle, hush money! A big red envelope! Otherwise, I'll tell Sister Sang the next time I volunteer!"

Jiang Yuanyuan brought the topic back and reached out directly.

Jiang Huaijing leaned back and smiled slightly, "That's what I really want."

Jiang Yuanyuan thought, "I haven't talked to grandma for a long time. I'm going to accompany grandma and talk to her about all kinds of interesting things."

Jiang Huaijing smiled, picked up his phone, and directly transferred 500,000 yuan of hush money to her.

Seeing the bank text message, Jiang Yuanyuan smiled like a flower, "I am very trustworthy, uncle, don't worry, I promise to keep it a secret and not tell anyone that you like my sister Sang."

With this money, plus her pocket money, she can get the set of Hanfu she liked last time!

Jiang Yuanyuan said happily, "Uncle, this is your first time chasing a girl, so you must have no experience. If you need my help, just ask!"

Jiang Huaijing really did, "Do you think Sang Yian and I don't have a sense of couple?"

"Ah? This?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was struggling fiercely in her heart. Sister Sang was so nice, and uncle was so serious and old-fashioned. If these two were together, wouldn't Sister Sang be a bit miserable?

Jiang Huaijing got the answer almost immediately, but this answer was not what he wanted to hear.

"They are both live broadcasts, why is there a scandal immediately after Zhou Yu'an and her live broadcast, and why does he have such a large number of CP fans like you?"

"But after Sang Yi'an and I did the live broadcast, there was no response, and the Internet was quiet. This is not normal."

Jiang Yuanyuan never thought that her workaholic uncle would be here worrying about whether to go on Weibo or spread a scandal. No one would believe it if she told others!

"Do you think I'm not as good-looking as Zhou Yu'an? How is this possible? Are these people blind?"

Jiang Huaijing was a little depressed.

Jiang Yuanyuan felt like she saw an alien. Who would have thought that the dignified Fourth Master Jiang would actually compare his appearance with others!

It was simply out of character.

Jiang Yuanyuan was frightened, and she said subconsciously, "Uncle, if you want to know the answer, you'd better ask the employee in charge of public relations in the company."

"Is it possible that your employee has covered up the relevant scandals derived from your live broadcast with Sister Sang?"

Jiang Huaijing immediately thought that he had indeed asked the public relations department to handle all the scandals about him a few years ago.

It seems that this rule can be changed.