On the other side, Mrs. Ma hung up the phone and looked at Mr. Ma: "She agreed."

Mr. Ma nodded and instructed his son: "Prepare ten vouchers worth one thousand and pack them for your mother."

Old Mrs. Ma looked distressed: "So much!"

Mr. Ma also frowned, only Mr. Ma looked open-minded, "If the Guo family starts a business war, all the assets will be lost! What's the point of being worth ten thousand yuan, let alone a voucher! You can only use it in our department store first!"

Old Mrs. Ma is still heartbroken. She came out of hard days. She sold fruits in Australia, but she couldn't make even ten Australian dollars. She even ate fruits every day. She still feels nauseous when she sees fruits!

"That doesn't mean giving her a lot of goods for free!"

Mr. Ma smiled: "Do you think she will buy bargains for ten vouchers worth 1,000 yuan? The profits of brand-name watches and jewelry are all above 50%!"

They first served department stores and never cheated the poor.

Of course, if Mrs. He bought all the salt for all of this ten thousand yuan, Mr. Ma would also recognize it—

Seeing his wife suddenly realize it, he turned to look at his son again: "Aan, you can prepare another 30,000 yuan--"

Mrs. Ma, who had been by the side and didn't dare to make a sound, could no longer hold it back and screamed: "Why do you want another 30,000 yuan?"

This time, even Mrs. Ma looked at her daughter-in-law with the look of a fool.

Mr. Ma sighed, "Aan, send your wife to the UK to accompany Arou!"

Ma Ping'an responded with respect, and he glared directly at his wife who opened her mouth to express his dissatisfaction: "You say one more thing, we will divorce now."

Mrs. Ma opened her mouth, but she still closed it.

Mr. Ma then continued his words: "...Don't rush to send money to major newspapers, and tell them the time and layout first."

He paused word by word, and said seriously: "We want the best page and publish the same advertisement at the same time!"

Mr. Ma raised his head and said proudly: "Let's Shi Department Store first, we want to hold a big promotion!"

Didn’t the Guo family force him to lose money to avoid disaster?!

Then he will lose his horse, and it is a blessing!

Finally, Mr. Ma looked at his grandson in the corner and was very pleased. He saved his daughter-in-law's identity as Mrs. Ma. Changsun witnessed everything and never said a word. His face was very calm, without any resentment or dissatisfaction.

"A Jing, hurry up and make a promotional plan!"

"We first mobilize all the resources of Department Store, whether it is funds or personnel!"

Ma Wenjing responded quietly: "Okay, grandpa."

From beginning to end, he didn't look at his mother.

Mr. Ma was relieved inexplicably. Everyone in Hong Kong knew that Guo Shier was the treasure of the Guo family and envied him for having a good birth.

In his opinion, Guo Shier's reincarnation skills are still far inferior to him. He has a good father, earned a fortune from a wealthy family, and had a good son, so he continues to make money and spend it for him!

He is the winner in life!

After the matter was settled, the hour hand just left a small grid. The phone rang on time. Mr. Ma calmly picked up the phone and without waiting for the other party to speak, he took the initiative: "The matter has been resolved. The major newspapers will not publish it tomorrow. Any comments from family and daughter-in-law--"

"As for the daughter-in-law, I will set off for London tomorrow."

Mr. Ma looked at the grandson in the corner, but his heart still softened and gave him a deadline: "She will never return to Hong Kong City before Ajing gets married."

Uncle Guo only replied with a simple good word: "Okay!" and hung up the phone.

As soon as Mr. Ma breathed a sigh of relief, he heard his stupid daughter-in-law crying and said: "A Jing, you want to get married early! Mom doesn't want to stay with the ghost guy!"

She can't speak English. Last time she went to see her daughter, she couldn't move forward. She occasionally went out and was followed by a few ghosts all the way!

The daughter warned her not to wear jewelry and brand-name bags to go out!

Woo, she never wants to go to the ghost guy again!

Ma Wenjing: “…”

Forget it, let me leave this important thing about inheriting the family line to my second brother!

Ma Wenlun, who was watching a movie in the cinema, sneezed directly - who was thinking of him?

It can't be Song Huanxi?

He just whispered that he was so sharp in school, he was obviously a beautiful girl, but he wanted to grab the male lead. As a result, all the students in the training class were the leading actors, and some of them didn't even get into a supporting role!

Even he is lost, okay!

Did she hear this?

...

Song Huanxi didn’t know that someone specially went to the cinema to contribute a movie ticket to Pei’s family, just because the poster was marked with the training class students leading the lead!

She looked at the dick in front of her with some headache. The other party had been in front of her for more than half an hour.

"Sister, sister, just promise me!" Song Huanyun flattered her mouth and begged: "I really don't want to sing the ghost song! What's the matter? Buy Sansan--"

As she was talking, a bubble of tears actually brewed in Song Huanyun's big eyes - she was really bitter!

The terrifying Guo Zhishan chose an English song for her and Chen Jiazhu. She worked hard to match the Chinese pronunciation and finally memorized it.

As a result, after today's preliminary competition, Guo Zhishan took out another ghost song!

Those strings of English characters are like ghost drawing talismans, which are simply here to urge death!

"ah--"

She covered her stomach and squatted down. What’s abominable is that Chen Jiazhu’s bastard actually had the same idea as her. She also covered her stomach and squatted down at the same time!

She could only scream while defending that the two of them must have had a stomachache together.

Devil Guo let them go.

Song Huanxi: “…”

She knew the reason. Guo Zhishanzhi and the two young men were not reliable, so she communicated with her:

Song Huanyun and Chen Jiazhu both have good appearances, but their voices are a little worse. The voices of girls of this age are definitely not bad, but they are still much worse than those of top singers.

Guo Zhishan's proposal simply won by surprise, gave up Chinese songs and directly chose English songs. Even if the singing was a little bit bad, there would be extra points!

Song Huanxi thought the proposal was very good, so he agreed, but forgot that Lao Er and Chen Jiazhu were both poor students.

I can get the third place in the class with their classmates at the most, and the last one!

Seeing that Song Huanxi was still unmoved, Ayun finally burst into tears. She hugged Song Huanxi's arm tightly, and her furry head directly penetrated into Song Huanxi's arms, which made Song Huanxi's chin feel extremely itchy.

"Sister, sister, just promise me, wuwu, write a song for us, wuwu—"

Song Huanxi was so itchy that he could only look up at the sky, but finally agreed unbearably: "Okay, okay! But--"

"I have never written a song and can't compose music. You have to find someone to compose music!"

Song Huanyun didn't listen to Song Huanxi's words at all. She only heard three good words and burst into tears and laughed: "Sister is the best!"

As she said that, her big furry head came to Song Huanxi's chest again, and Song Huanxi quickly slapped her forehead-

A villain! Show your true form quickly!

You pug!

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Chapter completed!