Chapter 165: No shortage of money, don't worry my wife

She took the decoration template at hand, held her cheek in one hand, and thought for a while: "Xu Kuangjie, men should like black and white decoration, or gray and dark blue colors, what do you think?"
Jiang Beiyuan did not answer.
Instead, go back and forth: "Which one do you like?"
"Huh? Why ask me, are you not Xu Kuangjie's good brother?"
"That said."
Jiang Beiyuan cast his eyes down calmly, nodded, and said without rushing: "Then you will always beg your wife in the future, so I ask you indirectly, which one do you like, so that he will have a good idea. "
"Haha, I'm satisfied, my preferences only represent myself, what if his wife doesn't match my taste?"
"Similarly."
Jiang Beiyuan was very calm and indifferent.
Hearing that, Yannian didn't doubt anything anymore, and pointed to a place full of emerald green decoration, "This is it!"
Taking a look, Jiang Beiyuan's mouth twitched twice.
Why is it green?
"Other than this, which one do you like?"
"Something else... it's this orange-yellow color, warm color, it looks brighter at home!"
"Yep."
Jiang Beiyuan put a hand on the tabletop, then bend his index finger, and knocked quietly under the orange decoration map.
Upon receiving his signal, Xiao Liu hurriedly nodded and smiled, "Then this is the place, so I will contact Mr. Xu by myself when I look back, so I won't bother Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang."
Finally said the right sentence.
Jiang Beiyuan's frowning brows stretched out, and then left with words.
Yan Nian was still a bit silly, "We just left?"
"otherwise?"
"Well, well, but is this man named Liu the boss?"
"should be."
Jiang Beiyuan had an expression of "I don't know anything, I don't know anything".
Yannian said twice, and smiled indifferently, "I don't feel like he has the temperament to be a boss, but like a salesman and insurance."
Temperament is said to be cultivation, but in fact it is born with it. Not everyone wears a suit like a boss.
...
The two returned to the car.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't drive right away, but folded his hands on the back of his head, leaning on the back of his chair like this, with a lazy and casual posture.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
Yannian fastened her seat belt and couldn't help sighing.
Jiang Beiyuan turned his eyes slightly and asked her what she was sighing.
Yan Nian: "Your luxury car probably costs a lot of fuel..."
Having a car at home is like raising a son these days. Which one doesn’t need money for maintenance, repairs, and fuel?
Jiang Beiyuan's lips curled up, smiling leisurely, "I don't need money, my wife can rest assured."
Yannian turned to look at him in surprise.
"Okay, did you save the private money behind my back? My husband turned in the private money!"
"I give it to you, but you don't want it."
Jiang Beiyuan's tone was a bit resentful, and he was ashamed to mention her husband.
"The 300,000 I gave you last time, have you ever moved."
"Oh, yes, yes! There are three hundred thousand, I forgot if you didn't say this!"
He didn't say that she had really forgotten everything, whose husband gave 300,000 pocket money, it is estimated that this is all Jiang Beiyuan's savings over the years.
"I have kept your card for you well, if you need it, take it back."
"What do I need?"
"Tsk..."
Why is this man so stupid? Does she have to make it clear?
"If you want to do a business, or a business, you need investment, right?"
Jiang Beiyuan was a little interested, teasing her, "What do you think I can do? Huh?"