Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Countless companies across the country went bankrupt, and he began to acquire a large number of overseas companies, providing tens of millions of people with entrepreneurial opportunities again. This move attracted international news attention and even appeared on TV news.

Overnight, Zhanyan’s name attracted everyone’s attention internationally.

It also made people all over the world aware of his business methods.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know if all this was a coincidence.

The companies she knew that were about to go bankrupt and were acquired by Zhanyan would become the world's top [-] largest business companies in the next five years.

At first, Zhan Yan's acquisition was not favored by others. It wasn't until Zhan Yan's worth entered the rich list that he realized that he was not that simple.

His name was like a spell that kept ringing in her ears and never disappeared.

No matter how far she ran away, she never seemed to escape him.

Zhuang Mingyue had guessed at his changes over the years...

The banquet of the previous life...

Is he... also back?

If so...

A gust of autumn wind blew through her trousers, making her hands and feet cold and her whole body shivering. She just hoped that she was overthinking.

During the afternoon service training, the coffee shop manager said, "Next week at eight o'clock in the evening, there will be a grand party for a group of people on the luxury cruise ship Gasser. The head office is short of manpower, month, lira... The five of you are responsible for the banquet service, go over and help, etc. At the end of the banquet, everyone’s salary will be three times as well as a considerable remuneration. If you are lucky, you will receive generous tips from the guests.”

Zhuang Mingyue came out embarrassed and said: "Sorry, I don't have time next week. My teacher is holding an art exhibition and I can't be late."

The manager knew that Zhuang Mingyue's teacher was a famous international art painter, and he was also a fan of him. The manager in a suit nodded and agreed to Zhuang Mingyue's absence this time.

After the meeting, Lira was a little disappointed, "Yue, I will definitely feel lonely without you."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly: "When the exhibition is over, I will rush over to help as soon as possible if I can."

If it weren't for Professor Xu's painting exhibition, Zhuang Mingyue wouldn't want to give up. This opportunity to make money, one night's reward might be more than two months of her salary.

...

domestic.

Imperial Capital

In the past four years, the imperial capital has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The original residential buildings have now become cold high-rise buildings. The Jingcheng District has become the largest trade, economic and commercial district in the city. There is only one owner in this area. Shengshi Group's CEO, Zhanyan.

After the financial crisis two years ago, who would have thought that a local banker who was looked down upon by others would now become the most wealthy family in the entire imperial city.

Shengshi Group Building is located in the center of Jingcheng District and is the only tallest high-rise building with 99 floors.

A comparison shows that the Jiang Group back then was actually nothing more than this.

The luxurious Maybach parked downstairs in the Shengshi Building. The rear passenger door opened. A man wearing straight black suit pants and slender legs stepped out of the car. At the same time, he was followed by a male and female assistant, Qi Cheng, Song Qiqi!

When entering the lobby, the front desk staff immediately shouted respectfully, "Good morning, President."

Zhan Yan held his pocket with one hand and walked by without looking sideways. Qi Cheng followed the button of the president's exclusive elevator and stepped into the elevator.

"Qi Cheng reports on the upcoming itinerary."

"There will be a high-level meeting at ten o'clock in two hours."

"At twelve o'clock, Miss Ying has made a reservation for dinner with you at noon today."

"You have to attend a charity gala at six o'clock in the evening."

"There are still five days left, and the most important banquet is to fly to Paris. The invitation letter has been sent to the president's office."

After reaching the 99th floor, the three of them walked out of the elevator. Qi Cheng did not follow them but went to the assistant's office next door.

Only Song Qiqi followed into the president's office.

For four years, Song Qiqi watched this man being placed in the pyramid by her own hands. Now that the Jiang family has declined, Zhan Yan has become the master of the imperial capital.

Song Qiqi made a cup of coffee with her own hands and walked around the desk, delivered it to him, and pressed the button under the table. The door to the CEO's office was closed tightly, and Song Qiqi sat down on the man's lap without hesitation.

"...I have helped you get everything you want. After so many years, shouldn't you fulfill your promise to me?" Song Qiqi's hand ambiguously caressed his solid chest.

Facing her, Zhan Yan was completely indifferent, "It seems that the recent events are not enough for you!"

A trace of displeasure flashed through his sinister eyes, but it was not clearly shown. In response to her actions, Zhan Yan did not push her away.

"According to the current situation, Shengshi is actually on the rise. As long as you do what I say, you will only get more."

"In the past four years, can't I still make you trust me? Only I... am worthy of standing by your side."

This point of the exhibition cannot be denied.

Song Qiqi was indispensable for his current status. From the moment she appeared, she seemed to know everything about him.

It was more like she had a pre-set script in her hands, and according to the plot, everything was realized one by one according to what he wanted.

"Assistant Song has such ability, helping me every step of the way, just for the position of Mrs. Zhan? Do you think I will believe that you have no other intentions?" Zhan Yan lowered his head and lifted her chin, staring at the flaming red lips. , his eyes were dark and profound.

"Of course..." Song Qiqi hooked her hands around his neck, "In order to make up for the regrets we had in our previous lives, I will not only be your savior in this life, but also your only destiny, to be your wife."

wife?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the president's office.

Song Qiqi stood up from him and straightened her clothes. Zhanyan reached out and pressed the automatic door button. Qi Cheng walked in holding the document, "Here is a document that needs to be signed by the president."

Zhan Yan picked up the old signature pen and glanced at the document before signing at the end of the document.

Zhan Yan handed over the signed documents. Seeing that he hadn't left yet, he raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Cheng silently glanced at Song Qiqi, who was standing aside.

Song Qiqi: "Assistant Qi reports on official matters, can't I listen?"

Zhan Yan: "No problem, just tell me!"

Qi Cheng then said: "Some of the old employees of Weilan Company saw Miss Mingyue in a video on the Internet."

"Where's the video?" Zhan Yan's eyes darkened, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Song Qiqi, who was on the side, had a stern look in her eyes.

Qi Cheng took out his tablet and saw a short 15-second video.

Clicking play, Zhan Yan immediately spotted the girl sitting cross-legged on the grass with a drawing board in her hand. With just a profile of her face, Zhan Yan was already sure it was her.

The screen paused, Zhuang Mingyue turned her face sideways, and you could still see a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was starlight in her eyes.