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Chapter 6, Chen Ping's shot(2/2)

Jiang Wan turned around and looked at Wang Dahai with some fear: "Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?"

Wang Dahai is now like a grandson, nodding and bowing his hands together to apologize: "I'm sorry, Vice President Jiang, I was confused just now, we will sign our cooperation soon, and I hope Vice President Jiang will forgive me for being obsessed with my momentary obsession."

Jiang Wan was stunned and looked at Wang Dahai in confusion, and said in surprise: "Mr. Wang, are you serious?"

This is the order she has worked hard for a month, one million!

I have received tens of thousands of commissions myself!

The treatment fee for Mili has been settled.

In just ten minutes, Wang Dahai signed a contract with Jiang Wan.

Everything happened too quickly, and Jiang Wan had not recovered from the shock.

"Mr. Wang, are you saying that it was your chairman who personally gave it to you?" Jiang Wan asked in confusion.

Wang Dahai kept smiling at this time and said, "Yes, Vice President Jiang, you know me, Dong Li, you said it was already said, and the flood almost rushed to the Dragon King Temple."

Jiang Wan nodded in confusion. How could she know Mr. Li from Lisheng Pharmaceutical?

So, who helped me?

Could it be Cao's army?

I told him about this in the morning.

No, I have to ask him.

When Jiang Wan thought about this, she unconsciously compared Chen Ping with Cao Jun, and naturally hated Chen Ping even more.

My husband is so useless!

At this time, Chen Ping didn't know that after he helped Jiang Wan solve the problem, the latter actually misunderstood that it was his love rival Cao Jun who helped him.

If I knew this, I would probably vomit blood.

The next day at noon.

Chen Ping got into a Bentley outside the hospital.

I made an appointment today and I want to meet someone with Qiao Fugui.

As soon as Chen Ping got in the car and left, a girl looked here suspiciously and muttered: "Why does the back look a bit like Chen Ping..."

Jiangling came to the hospital today to visit her cousin's daughter.

She was reluctant to come here, but her parents said that it would be unreasonable to not go to see the Jiang family's flesh and blood.

Look, as soon as Jiang Ling arrived at the hospital, she saw Chen Ping getting on the car.

However, she would not think that her trash cousin could get into such a luxury car.

This is Bentley!

So, Jiang Ling didn't care about it and went to the hospital inpatient department.

On the driving Bentley, Chen Ping asked lazily: "Old Qiao, who are you meeting today? Is it troublesome?"

Qiao Fugui replied respectfully: "Young Master, it's not trouble. He is a collector's favorite in China. He is a friend of mine."

"What did I do when I meet your friend?" Chen Ping asked reversibly.

OK, you old Qiao, Brokeback Mountain?

You are so old, still playing with this?

Qiao Fugui said with a smile on his face: "Young Master, this is a small business worth one billion yuan. You have to learn to inherit the family assets as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but look up at Qiao Fugui.

A business worth one billion is a small business?

He resisted the urge to complain and said, "Old Qiao, do you know how the cow died?"

No, the old guy hasn't seen him for seven years and is becoming more and more capable of showing off.
Chapter completed!
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