After the divorce, my wife became a boss

Chapter 13 Suffering?Well done!

Su Zhao just wanted to say one thing, the enemy is really haunted by Lu Niao!

But she still stretched out her hand to him calmly, "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

They looked at each other with indifference and alienation.

Minister Zhang, however, saw the trickiness between the two of them, took a sip of his health-preserving red dates and wolfberry water, and said meaningfully: "I think you two know each other, so you don't need to introduce yourself anymore, let's get straight to the point Bar."

Back then, Jiang Chengan and Su Zhao got married, although not everyone knew about it, but relatives, friends and people in the upper class knew that Minister Zhang was a good friend of Grandma Jiang, so naturally they also knew.

Su Zhao smiled embarrassingly, "I'm as happy as I am, and the battle will be settled quickly."

When she was about to withdraw her hand, Jiang Chengan reached out and held her fingertips, his eyes were sharp, "I hope Manager Su's proposal can stand the test."

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be polite. Feel free to ask questions." Su Zhao raised his eyebrows, and pulled his hand away without a trace.

Her body sensation has always been low, and when she touched his warm palm, it was like red charcoal burning her skin, which was impossible to ignore.

She doesn't like this feeling.

"I'm sorry Minister Zhang, I'm going to the bathroom." Su Zhao said apologetically.

Minister Zhang nodded.

The rushing running water washed the fingertips, and the burning sensation gradually disappeared.

Su Zhao looked at himself absent-minded in the mirror, and suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

Make a fuss.

"Su Zhao, what role are you playing today?"

A man was leaning against the door of the bathroom, his figure was stretched by the warm sun, and he was alone.

Su Zhao saw his side face in the mirror, with sharp outlines and a perfect jawline, coupled with his cold and ascetic face, he was sexy in his own way.

Rich, beautiful, and elegant, it's no wonder that Zhang Ningxin came back after seven years.

Su Zhao withdrew his gaze, squeezed out some hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands seriously, and said in a cold voice, "Didn't you see that? Today I am just a project manager, and the life and death of the project are only at the whim of Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chengan kept his eyes on her fingertips, the longer she rubbed them, the colder his eyes became.

"What if I say the proposal won't pass?"

Su Zhao dried off the drops of water on his hands, and carefully applied a layer of hand cream before slowly answering: "Then forget it."

She is not short of this small project, but she just feels that it is a waste of this treasure of geomantic omen.

Her nonchalant attitude finally angered Jiang Chengan, and he stretched out his hand to pull her.

Su Zhao dodged it nimbly, and when he spoke again, his cold little face was covered with a thin layer of anger, "Mr. Jiang, please take care of your hands and feet, and don't do unnecessary things!"

Jiang Chengan's hand was hanging in the air, and he quickly retracted it in embarrassment.

He lightly rubbed his fingertips, with impatience on his cold brows, "Leaving Su Yan, I can give you a sum of money to protect you from worrying about food and clothing."

Su Yan's ability to make the South China Chamber of Commerce famous all over the world and control the economic lifeline of South China in just ten years is enough to prove that he is not simple and cannot be controlled by a little woman like Su Zhao.

And she is his Jiang Chengan's ex-wife after all, he doesn't want her to become someone else's plaything, working her life for others without knowing it.

Su Zhao stopped and looked back at him with a mocking smile in his bright eyes, "Since Mr. Jiang is in a hurry to give me money, I can't refuse it. Mr. Jiang feels that I will have nothing to eat and drink for the rest of my life." How much money do you need? How about 50 billion?"

"Su Zhao, don't be greedy!" Jiang Chengan clenched his fingers, his brows were cold.

"Since Mr. Jiang is insincere, don't be hypocritical!" Su Zhao raised his eyebrows, threw his hands back, and his voice became more and more cold, "Neither willing to give up benefits nor to give money, are you talking about it? "

The two looked at each other, and the air froze for a while.

"Xiao'an, Miss Su, what are you two doing here?" Minister Zhang walked over as if he were an old cadre.

Su Zhao took the lead to look away, and smiled at Minister Zhang, "Minister Zhang, how do you read the plan?"

Minister Zhang smiled back, wrinkled all over his face, "Xiao An said it's okay, I've already signed it, didn't he tell you?"

Su Zhao was taken aback, his smile paused for a few seconds, but he soon regained his composure, "Then I will thank President Jiang on behalf of President Su."

She made it clear that she didn't want to accept his wishes, and deliberately put this project on her elder brother's head.

As expected, Jiang Chengan's face became even colder.

"Minister Zhang, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Su Zhao bid farewell.

Minister Zhang praised sincerely, "Okay, hurry up and get busy if you have something to do. Manager Su can make such achievements at such a young age, and he will definitely be a pillar of talent in the future."

"Thank you Minister Zhang, I will not let you down." Su Zhao turned around after finishing speaking.

Jiang Chengan followed out.

"Su Zhao, I want to talk to you about Dong Li and the East China transportation line." He said in a deep voice.

Su Zhao expressed his displeasure at this kind of behavior similar to pestering her, his face was so serious that he couldn't see any light, "If Mr. Jiang wants to discuss business matters, please make an appointment first. If you want to discuss private matters, I really don't... time."

Jiang Chengan did not follow this time.

But some people can no longer stand in the corner.

Holding the land use document approved by Minister Zhang, Su Zhao just stepped out of the courtyard when he was blocked by the side of the road.

"Sister Su, why don't you want Brother Cheng'an's money?" Zhang Ningxin grabbed the small backpack on her shoulders tightly with both hands, and looked up at her stubbornly. A short white skirt made her even more pale and weak.

After Zhang Ningxin was ordered not to go to the company, she stayed alone in the villa for several days. Later, she received the courier and opened it to find out that it was a donation certificate from the Ai En Charity Relief Fund. Her intuition told her this. It's not easy. I checked the Internet and found out that the donation amount is 2000 million.

And Jiang Chengan's divorce compensation to Su Zhao was also 2000 million.

She flew to Nancheng immediately.

Su Zhao doesn't want Jiang Chengan's money, and he certainly doesn't want that villa. What does she want?
"He gave too little." Su Zhao said flatly, not paying attention to her at all.

"2000 million!" Zhang Ningxin's weak voice finally got a little louder, "Money that ordinary people can't earn in their lifetime!"

Su Zhao sneered, his eyes darkened, and he took half a step towards her, "How about I give you 2000 million and you leave Jiang Chengan?"

Tears like Zhang Ningxin's pearls fell suddenly, her whole body seemed to have been severely hit, she fell to the ground, she said firmly with a weak crying voice: "I don't want your money, I only want Brother Chengan, I don't Will leave him!"

Su Zhao didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and stepped past her with his long legs, "It's up to you."

"Ning Xin." The man's worried voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of running footsteps, "Su Zhao, what did you do to her?"

Su Zhao stopped and turned her back to his figure, which was firm and indifferent. She shrugged, "I don't know."

Zhang Ning broke down in tears and spoke intermittently, "Brother Cheng'an, sister Su wants to bribe me with money and let me leave you. If I don't agree, she will just... just... woo woo woo..."

Su Zhao had no choice but to applaud her. She acted so well that she burst into tears.

Jiang Chengan's face was dark, and his voice pierced, "Su Zhao, we are already divorced, don't go too far!"

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