The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 322 Momo Loves Carrying a Fruit Knife

"Manager Wang, shall we go out for dinner?" someone called out to him, which snapped Wang Hao out of his daze. He turned around and replied, "Okay."

Then, the two walked into the company cafeteria together.

When Jiang Momo arrived at the CEO's office, she went straight to the top floor and said, "Mom, I'm here."

Pushing open the door, Jiang Momo saw that her mother's designer aunt was also there.

Mrs. Su was discussing something with the other party when she saw her arrive, and she paused. "Xiao Mo, come here and let your aunt take your measurements."

Jiang Momo walked over and watched the designer taking her measurements. Curious, she asked, "What's going on, Mom? Why are you ordering clothes for me?" Mrs. Su adjusted her daughter's collar. "You're accompanying me to an event next week. It'll be your first time there, so you have to look your best."

Jiang Momo understood. "Why do you want me to go?"

"It's time for you to show your face in front of everyone, otherwise when you take over the company, no one in the business world will recognize you."

Jiang Momo: "..." Yanmo Group is going to give it to her?

"Mom, I don't want it."

Mrs. Su tapped her forehead. "Silly child, you don't want to be left with only your brother. Your brother is a public servant and can't interfere in the family business. Don't even think about shirking your responsibilities."

Jiang Momo pouted, feeling unhappy at the thought of the heavy burden she would bear on her shoulders in the future.

Mrs. Su looked at her daughter's pouting face and said, "With your attitude, how do you expect to earn money to support a man in the future?"

After the designer finished taking the measurements, he burst out laughing. "Is Xiao Mo really planning to do this?" Mrs. Su nodded. "Of course, she's all talk. If you asked her to take over the company, look how pouty she is."

Jiang Momo was disliked.

Looking at Jiang Momo's figure, the designer exclaimed enviously, "Xiao Mo's figure is so perfect, even better than my models'."

"Auntie, do you get paid if I'm a moving model?"

The designer replied with a smile, "Here you go, but Auntie can't afford to hire you."

After the designer left, the mother and daughter ate at the coffee table in the office.

Jiang Momo was terrified at the thought of managing a company that would make money.

Mrs. Su later said, "Can't I stop putting pressure on you before you graduate?"

“Of course that’s fine.” Jiang Momo was happy again.

After she finished eating, she lay down on her mother's sofa and took a nap. Just before class started, Mrs. Su asked her secretary to take her daughter back to school.

When Gu Nuannuan learned that her best friend was going to an event next week, she repeatedly warned her, speaking from experience: Don't drink! Don't drink! Don't drink!

Gu Nuannuan said, "You never know what you're like when you're drunk."

"Nuan'er, have you ever been drunk?" Jiang Momo asked curiously.

Gu Nuannuan remembered what she had done and decisively shook her head, "No!"

"I do not believe."

Gu Nuannuan added, "Don't drink it just because it looks like fruit juice, because it could very well be a high-proof spirit."

“You’ve definitely been drinking, and you were even drunk!” Jiang Momo was so certain.

Jiangsu nodded in agreement, "This sounds like someone who's been there before and learned from this mistake." Gu Nuannuan remained silent, knowing that too much talk could lead to trouble, so she decided to keep quiet.

When Wang Hao returned to the company, Jiang Momo, this rich young lady, only loved spending money and never came to the company.

The last time she came to the company, it seemed to be to write a short English paper, which required business analysis; she brought her assignment with her.

Why did you come again at noon today?

He went upstairs, ostensibly to discuss the project proposal, but in reality, he wanted to find out what Jiang Momo was doing at the company.

"Auntie, I just saw Xiaomo come to the company. Is there something she needs?"

Mrs. Su: "It's nothing, I just wanted to have dinner with you. Is there something you need?"

"Oh, it's about the planning for the next quarter. What do you think of it?"

Mrs. Su handed him the proposal, saying, "I've marked all the problems; it needs further improvement. The company is only allocating 300 million yuan for this publicity campaign. Please revise the parts with higher expenses and show them to me."

Wang Hao frowned, "Auntie, wasn't it 500 million last year?"

Mrs. Su raised an eyebrow, "Can't things be done with less money?"

"No, I understand, Auntie." Wang Hao walked out of the president's office with a furrowed brow, holding the documents.

He went up there but failed to investigate Jiang Momo's purpose for coming. Instead, he was led by the nose by his aunt, who deducted so much of his publicity funds.

Last year he could still make a profit from it, but what can he get out of this year's 300 million?

When Wang Hao got home from get off work, he told his mother about what happened at the company.

When Madam Su's second sister, He Mei, learned of this, she asked, "How much money can they embezzle this year?"

"I wouldn't even dare to spend 30."

After hearing this, He Mei said, "Last year you embezzled 80 yuan. Is the company short of money, which is why you're cutting expenses?"

Wang Hao shook his head, "My aunt's company has a net profit of several billion every year, and she has other investments, so it's no problem for her to have tens of billions a year. She will never be short of money."

"Then why do this?"

Neither the mother nor the son knew.

In the evening, as Mrs. Su was about to go to sleep, she received a call from her second sister.

Mrs. Su gestured to her husband, "Look, they're calling."

She answered, "Hello, Second Sister?"

“Little sister, I have a favor to ask. Could you allocate a little more funding to Hao for the company's marketing plan next quarter? He's worked on the plan for several nights in a row, but the funding is tight. This kid is recklessly staying up all night; his health will collapse if he keeps doing this.” He Mei looked at her son eating a late-night snack beside her, her voice filled with pity. Madam Su chuckled, “Second sister, decisions in the company are made by the board of directors; I can't make those decisions alone. If Wang Hao isn't up to the task, someone else will.”

"Little sister...you're Hao's aunt."

Madam Su: "I will give Hao a work allowance. It's getting late, Second Sister, you should get some rest."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Mrs. Su angrily threw her phone on the table, "Let's see who dares to embezzle money from marketing plans this year."

"Look, you're angry again. It seems I'll have to hang one in our bedroom too: Mrs. Su, may this remind you of your good mood every day."

Mrs. Su has been frequently sharing company matters with her husband lately. "Today, Wang Hao saw our daughter coming to see me, and as a result, he came to me this afternoon asking for information. We've really spoiled him too much lately!"

"Don't let your daughter know about this. Knowing Wang Hao's temper at the company, Xiao Mo will probably come over with a fruit knife."

……

The opening of Ruixiu Group happened to be on a Saturday, so on Friday night, Jiang Momo was picked up by Su Linyan and taken to his home.

Mrs. Su also returned home carrying her dress.

It's a pink princess tulle, the same color as "pink muhly grass".

The skirt's design is inspired by Western aristocratic gowns, featuring a slight puffiness.

The shoulder is adorned with two feather-like embellishments, which the designer says are phoenix tails.

Mrs. Su accompanied her daughter to the bedroom and helped her change into her dress.

She couldn't possibly put on such an elaborate dress by herself.

"Mom, this doesn't have a bra strap."

"Bralette".

Jiang Momo added, "Then my bra straps are showing."

Mrs. Su was embarrassed. "I'll get you some breast pads in a bit, silly girl."

Mrs. Su realized that she would have to bring her daughter to banquets more often from now on. Her daughter seemed quite smart, but a little slow-witted.