Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Things were going well with Deren, and they didn't offend anyone except Smith.

And last time Robert also said that Smith was punished to face the wall and think about it, and it was impossible to come out for a month. Who would come against them at this juncture?
Song Bingjue's eyes were heavy. Seeing her asking this question, he said after a while, "The Delun Group is not as simple as you imagined."

Deren's cooperation negotiations went well, but there was a lot of jealousy.

Otherwise, after Smith stepped down, Robert would not be able to take over so quickly.

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an was stunned: "So, you mean..."

"Before we sign the contract, everything is unknown." Song Bingjue continued.

Mu Wanan was silent.

She didn't expect that it was just a cooperation between groups that would cause so many disputes.

Immediately, I heard Song Bingjue say again: "The Delun Company made a fortune in the First World War in the early years, and it has developed to this point. There are many methods that we may not know..."

Mu Wan'an blinked, thinking of the information she found before she came, and asked: "During World War I? But, it didn't mean that they made jewelry..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Bingjue pursed his lips and smiled. Seeing her bulging almond eyes, he pinched her lightly: "It's just to save face. After all, making war money is not something worth promoting..."

"However, it's true to say that he made his fortune in jewelry."

Mu Wan'an understood, and the original worries gradually dissipated during the conversation.

Song Bingjue always has this ability, which makes people feel safe in an unstable situation.

They walked around for more than an hour, and encountered a traffic jam on the way, and the other party was blocked in the middle of the road, so they threw him away.

Mu Wan'an turned her head to look behind the car, looked at the big truck that suddenly appeared, and blinked: "They will chase the key later..."

"Don't worry, they won't catch up for a while." Song Bingjue said.

Even if they catch up, they probably will have to wait until night.

Mu Wan'an didn't know why, but she settled down and didn't ask any more questions, feeling that everything was under Song Bingjue's control.

……

At this end, a truck appeared out of nowhere, blocking all the gaps in the road.

Seeing the car of Song Bingjue and Mu Wanan disappear in front of his eyes, James, who was sitting in the back seat, had a gloomy gaze.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Leader, this car rushed out suddenly, we..." The little gangster smiled wryly.

If they hadn't reacted in time and stepped on the brakes, they would have overturned and been smashed into meat.

"Damn it!" James cursed in a low voice, seeing that the truck was reluctant to leave, he quickly got out of the car.

"Get out." He knocked on the truck door.

In the car, an extremely handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes closed the window when he heard the noise.

Seeing James' hideous face, he grinned and asked softly, "Tsk, you mean... let me go?"

The tone is gloomy.

The blue eyes were icy cold, as if looking at a dead person, and James felt a biting cold when he looked at it.

He paused, and when he looked again, he saw the young man was smiling, but he didn't see the coldness just now.

I thought I was wrong just now, and just about to speak, suddenly, I saw a cold light flashing past in front of my eyes...

……

A few hours later, the truck left.

The road is clear.

James, who was originally stern, was limp on the ground, and a light red mark was visible on his neck.

In the back, after making sure that the other party had left, the gangster hurriedly stepped forward tremblingly and helped him up: "Leader, that person just now..."

Before the words were finished, James came back to his senses, slapped him on the head, resisted the fear just now, and shouted: "Hurry up and call the boss!"

People from Dragon Palace actually appeared in France, this is not a good thing for them!
……

In the next few days, except for being followed that day, everything was calm.

After formally signing the contract with De Lun, Han Xiu booked a plane ticket and prepared to return home.

The night before his departure, Song Bingjue received a call from the old house.

Knowing that Song Bingjue and the others were going back, Song Zhenguo immediately called.

This time, Song Bingjue did not refuse the answer, and answered it coldly: "What is it?"

Hearing Song Bingjue's tone, Song Zhenguo became angry, and just about to scold, Chen Xinrao, who was at the side, quickly stepped forward and patted his chest lightly, with a hopeful expression on his face.

Only then did he lower his pressure, and said in a rough voice, "Are you going back tomorrow?"

Song Bingjue pursed his lips and remained silent.

Song Zhenguo paused, and said in an orderly tone: "Xinrao has been here for a long time, and it's time to go back. I've asked someone to book a plane ticket with you. Come and pick her up tomorrow."

When the words fell, Song Bingjue let out a light snort, full of sarcasm.

Song Zhenguo only felt that a sweet smell was coming, and he was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone, angrily: "You want to piss me off, don't you!"

"That's it, if you don't come tomorrow, you have to come!"

"Also, the one surnamed Mu fired her after she returned to China! Did you hear me!"

Song Zhenguo has cultivated in France for the past few years, and he has been away from the center of power for too long, so he can only show off his might on the phone.

Chen Xinrao on the side bit her lip, her eyes flickered, and she whispered a few words in his ear.

Song Zhenguo paused, and his anger disappeared instantly.

Song Bingjue's eyes were full of coldness, until Song Zhenguo finished yelling, listening to the panting voice on the other end of the phone, he just replied coldly: "I won't go tomorrow, and Mu Wan'an is my person, so farewell Not saying goodbye is my business, it has nothing to do with you!"

No need to think about it, I also know how much this old guy was fooled by that woman Chen Xinrao.

I thought that Song Zhenhui was yelling at the other end, but after a long pause, the old man's tone softened, and he hummed: "What's the matter with letting Xinrao follow? Or do you think the woman you fancy can't compare to her?" ?”

Song Bingjue only felt that he was listening to a joke: "Not as good as her? In terms of means and viciousness, she is indeed not as good as Chen."

While speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Song Bingjue walked over to open the door, and he saw Mu Wan'an in a plain dress, holding documents.

With a hint of warmth in his eyes, he turned sideways and let Mu Wan'an walk in.

Seeing that he was on the phone, Mu Wan settled down for a while, and was about to signal if she would come later, Song Bingjue pulled her in and closed the door.

"Card."

The door closed gently behind him, Mu Wan'an had no choice but to shut up and sit aside, not to be curious about the phone call.

On the other end of the phone, hearing Song Bingjue's sarcasm, Song Zhenguo cursed: "Vicious!? Song Bingjue, you..."

In terms of viciousness, in his eyes, that Mu Wan'an is called the means of the city!
A divorced woman actually seduced her son without even looking at Xinrao...