Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Zhenqi never thought that she would be kidnapped one day. Although it was only suspected of kidnapping, Zhenqi felt that this was too nonsense.

There was a beeping sound on the phone, but no one answered it. Soong Yu must be in a meeting, but he always kept his mobile phone with him during meetings. Song Jiyao said that Song Yu developed this habit after meeting him.

Zhenqi was very dissatisfied with this statement before, she said it in such a confident tone as if Song Yu cared about herself very much, but in fact, these are two different things. Well, let’s see now, Song Yu’s mobile phone is like the relevant department when it is critical. Same, couldn't get in touch at all, and said that it would be good for him to play Angry Birds during the meeting for himself and for him.

Zhenqi was complaining in her heart while making calls, until finally a gentle female voice came from the phone, "The user you dialed has no answer at the moment, please call again later." Zhenqi pressed the heavy button helplessly. Dial the key, I hope you can answer this time, otherwise you will not be able to dial again later, and you can only call the police.

Calling the police, Zhenqi's eyes lit up, this is a good way.

"Miss Lu, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot turned his head to look at Zhen Qi who was waiting for Song Yu to answer the phone, and asked with a cold smile.

"I——" Zhenqi looked at the face that seemed very unreasonable at first glance, and hesitated slightly. What am I doing? I'm asking for help. Although I think so in my heart, I can't say that, in case One, they are not kidnappers, and I feel very shameless. If they are kidnappers, if the plan is leaked, and one becomes angry, then the flowery life of myself and Qianxun will come to an end.

"I'm calling Mama Lu to ask her to cook something delicious tonight." Zhenqi chuckled, it was the first time that Zhenqi was so proud of herself that she was talking nonsense, she was as witty as me, Zhenqi secretly rejoiced This nerd will believe it.

A narrow light flashed in the man's eyes, and Zhen Qi instantly felt that something was wrong: "Have you got through?" The man chuckled.

Sure enough, she still wasn't fooled, Zhen Qi tried her best to control her anxiety with a smirk: "If you didn't get through, you must have gone out."

"Then continue to fight." A trace of hatred flashed in the man's eyes, and Zhenqi trembled when stimulated by that gaze, and gently squeezed her sweaty hands, Zhenqi giggled: "Stop beating!" Mama Lu will arrange it herself."

The man's eyes fell on Zhenqi's mobile phone and then he and the driver exchanged glances. Zhenqi looked at the cold eyes and carefully put the mobile phone back into the bag. Harmless smile.

"Miss Lu, someone said you were stupid before, but I think you are very smart." The middle-aged man said lightly.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time someone has praised me for being smart, but Zhen Qi couldn't be happy, so she could only smile awkwardly; I will treat you to a big meal after the commercial is filmed."

The man looked at Zhenqi and smiled softly; "I guess I won't have the chance to shoot commercials, let alone eat your big meal."

Although she had already prepared for the worst in her heart, Zhen Qi was still stunned when the man said this sentence. After she realized that it was true, a pair of big hands tightly covered her mouth.

Only at this moment did Zhenqi realize why she felt a weird feeling when she got into the car. It was because the space in this car was abnormally large. It turned out to be a car specially modified for kidnapping. She was really not smart enough. Zhenqi felt that her eyelids were heavy. It turned out that the hands covering her had already been covered with ether. Zhenqi tried hard to open the door, but saw the cold face of the middle-aged man. This time it was really over. Unable to bear the heavy eyelids, he slowly closed his eyes, and then his brain went blank, and he lost all consciousness.

Song Jing Building, top floor, high-level meeting room, those shareholders who Song Yu sat on the president chair and watched indifferently left one by one, and finally he was the only one left in the huge meeting room.

Light a cigarette, take a puff, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a bustling scene. In Binhai, a place where every inch of land is precious, Song Jing's existence is like a god's mansion, and he, Song Yu, is that man who is aloof and godlike. It's just that at the board meeting just now, those old people who took down the Song Jingjiang Mountain together with their father looked at him arrogantly, and the expression of full dissatisfaction was nothing more than that he took over the city sign and returned it with Such an expensive price.

"I just have too much money and I don't know how to spend it." Song Yu looked at those shareholders who were holding their hearts angrily and smiled charmingly. In this way, all the income from the city logo will not be turned into the company's dividends, and these shareholders will lose a generous dividend in vain. Song Yu naturally understands their dissatisfaction. The huge profits of "An'an International" can't satisfy them.It seemed that these people were so full that they forgot who was the master.

Song Yu lightly flicked the cigarette ash, and took a deep breath. Under the strong law, the envious and thick-necked shareholders of the board of directors could only choose to swallow their anger, but they also gave Song Yu a warn.

"Can't you use the company's design team?" Song Yu got up and went straight to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The midday sun fell on her body, casting an aura of inviolability on this cold man. Song Jiyao who came from the door thought of Alexander.

"Cousin." Song Jiyao called out as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Song Yu didn't turn around, but turned his head to look at the handsome man standing behind him from the corner of his eye: "I'm going to contact David."

David, Song Jiyao looked at Song Yu in surprise: "It's David. Bill?"

Song Yu gave a faint "hmm", and after a few seconds of silence, he said again: "I'm going to ask him to help me design this project."

The corner of Song Jiyao's mouth twitched fiercely, he naturally knew the demands of those shareholders, it was just that David.Bill is a famous Italian architect. He is very eccentric. It is said that he does not love money. Of course he does not love money because he is not short of money at all. But this also shows that he cannot be recruited with money. This task is very stressful. .

"David is my friend. I met him when I was studying in Italy." Song Yu explained lightly. Seeing Song Jiyao's unbelievably surprised eyes, he added a sentence like a knife: "A very good friend, if it is me If you invite him, you will be successful."

In any case, Song Yu can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't invite him himself. Song Jiyao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit, so he hurriedly said: "Cousin, you didn't bring your mobile phone into the meeting today. room, so Jane called twice during the meeting."

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