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Chapter 1796: The logo is not cut cleanly

"No, how are you? Are you going back?" On the way back, Jiang Xiaobai was still asking Song Xin.

"Giggle, let's talk." Song Xin smiled and didn't say she agreed or disagreed.

"Okay, then you should think about it carefully." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, unwilling to force her.

That night, Song Xin cooked the food herself, and Jiang Xiaobai ate very comfortably.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaobai went to a hotel in the town, ostensibly to check on the accommodation conditions of his subordinates.

But actually after arriving at the hotel, I made a call to Zhao Xinyi in China.

He reported that he was still working out of contract. In fact, when Jiang Xiaobai was on a business trip, he did not necessarily call Zhao Xinyi every day.

But isn't it Song Xin's case? Is there something wrong in her heart? So Jiang Xiaobai made a special call.

Zhao Xinyi usually didn't ask too much about Jiang Xiaobai's work. In addition, she was in a hurry to get to work, so she just said a few words to Jiang Xiaobai and hung up the phone.

Jiang Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief, and then strolled back to Song Xin's house from the hotel.

Xiao Tangtang had fallen asleep at this time, and Song Xin was watching TV in the living room.

"Back?"

"Well, I looked at them. I'm afraid they won't be used to being in a foreign country." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Song Xin is such a smart person, otherwise she would not be able to raise her family and company single-handedly. When Jiang Xiaobai went there, she did not doubt it, but Jiang Xiaobai's special explanation after he came back convinced her that Jiang Xiaobai

Instead of going to see the security guard, I went to call Zhao Xinyi.

But as a smart woman, she would not expose Jiang Xiaobai at this time.

The two chatted for a while, and Song Xin asked Jiang Xiaobai to go to the guest room to rest.

"The bedding is all new. I asked Mother Wu to dry the quilt this afternoon. I also bought daily necessities for you..." Song Xin leaned against the door and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said.

"Thank you. Being a mother is different. You are so careful." Jiang Xiaobai said. This was the first time he saw Song Xin be so careful. It turned out that when he and Song Xin were on a business trip, Song Xin either lost things or left things behind.

Messy.

"Are you kidding me?" Song Xin said pretending to be angry.

"How dare you? Think about it when you go to bed at night, I told you." Jiang Xiaobai reminded.

"I know." Song Xin responded, turned around and left.

Jiang Xiaobai also took a rest. On the other side, Song Xin returned to the room and was lying on the bed, but she couldn't sleep.

To be honest, she also thought about what Jiang Xiaobai said. Of course there are benefits to going back. Jiang Xiaobai said so much, they are all benefits.

But there are also some disadvantages. For example, if you are divorced and have children alone, you return to your parents, friends, neighbors, etc.

Will it make her parents unable to hold their heads up? She never underestimates the power of rumors.

So Song Xin was a little tangled. She was originally planning to wait until the child was older and go back in two years, but Jiang Xiaobai's arrival completely disrupted her rhythm.

However, I am not in a hurry to consider this issue and will discuss it tomorrow.

Song Xin thought about it, and took out the things Jiang Xiaobai helped bring from the cabinet, saying that her parents had told her to bring them here.

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body were closely stitched before leaving, for fear of returning later. Song Xin stroked the pink sweater, which was knitted stitch by stitch by her mother.

Thinking of this, Song Xin wanted to return to China, and the entanglement in her heart just now was a little shaken.

But at this moment, Song Xin's eyes narrowed and she turned out the bottom of the sweater. There was actually a small top with size information on it.

Then Song Xin felt dumbfounded. She understood what was going on, but she just didn't know who came up with the idea. She wasted half a day's feelings in vain.

I actually bought the sentiment in a store. After a closer look, I saw that there were signs of the trademark being cut off at the neck collar.

Hum, I should have bought it in some high-end shopping malls, because at this time, most of the clothes in China do not pay attention to the brand, especially clothes.

"Ding ding ding." Suddenly the phone in the room rang.

Song Xin answered the phone and it was her father, Song Hanbin.

"Daughter, am I disturbing you? Have you gone to bed?"

"I was sleeping, but I was woken up." Song Xin said angrily. She was deceived by her parents and wasted her feelings. How could she not have any emotion in her heart?

No matter who came up with this bad idea, at least my father must have been involved in playing such a trick.

"Ah, dad, I'm sorry. By the way, how is the weather over there today?" Song Hanbin apologized and asked again.

When Song Hanbin said this, of course Song Xin wouldn't say anything else. Does it count as a white lie if his father is dying?

"The weather is pretty good. I went out in the afternoon," Song Xin said.

"Really? That's good. How is the child?" Song Hanbin rambled for a long time.

Song Xin understood what her father wanted to ask. Besides asking whether Jiang Xiaobai had come, what else could it be about?

So he said angrily: "He's here and he brought a sweater with no clean label on it."

"It's impossible. I checked it myself and it was all cut..." Song Hanbin said subconsciously, but halfway through, he realized that he had made a mistake.

"Haha, this..." Song Hanbin was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I understand, don't worry, I'll think about it again when I go back." Song Xin no longer dwelled on this issue.

Song Hanbin just breathed a sigh of relief, but continued: "Don't think about it, there is nothing else to consider..."

"Then I won't go back."

"Then you should think about it carefully." Song Hanbin quickly changed his words.

"Hehe, okay, I'm going to die. You and mom take care of your health. Maybe I will go back one day." Song Xin said.

"Okay, your mother and I are waiting for you at home." Song Hanbin changed the number, with a smile on his face. Hearing what his daughter meant, although he didn't agree, there is a way.

At least the daughter can say this, which means that the balance in her heart is finally tilting towards going home.

While Jiang Xiaobai was waiting for Song Xin's decision at Citigroup, the conflict between Pengcheng Wanke Wangshi and Jun'an Securities on the other side became even more intense.

Wang Shi approached New Generation Securities, and New Generation Securities confirmed that it had not authorized Jun'an and that Jun'an Securities had made its own decision, so Wang Shi asked New Generation Securities to issue a statement.
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