Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

The interior of a private room in a certain club is luxuriously and luxuriously decorated.

"Charles, I have been paying attention to your situation. It's great that you are okay." Mrs. George was wearing a cool haute couture dress, sitting elegantly on the sofa, slightly parting her lips and blowing out a cigarette ring, between her white and slender index finger and middle finger Holding a lady's cigarette.

Behind her stood a young male waiter, handsome and considerate, rubbing her shoulders.

"It's just a small matter, Madam, thank you for your trouble."

Fu Zheng sat on the single sofa next to him, leaning against the back of the sofa, with his legs crossed and his arms casually resting on the armrests. "How are you doing, madam?"

Mrs. George's eyes were as charming as silk, her eyes were wandering, and she glanced at Fu Zheng with a resentful look, "No, it was a year ago since we last met, and I have missed you a lot this year!"

Fu Zheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't take Mrs. George's joke to heart, "I saw the news some time ago. Jason from the Desia Group became Madam's guest and traveled to the Maldives with Madam. It was like this How could Madam have a bad life when she is accompanied by excellent people?”

"No matter how good Jason is, it's not you." Mrs. George said with pity and regret, "Charles, why don't you satisfy me so that you don't have to worry about me all the time. I'm not greedy either. Just one night will do."

Mrs. George raised a finger, her flaming red lips slightly curved in a charming arc.

Mrs. George is a widow.

She is the eldest lady of the Hall family, and is married to Mr. George's family. The couple treat each other with respect on the surface, but secretly play their own roles.

Mrs. George has a cheerful and bold personality. After Mr. George's death, in order to maintain the relationship between the two families, Mrs. George did not remarry, but she became more and more playful in private.

Fu Zheng and Mrs. George met on the New York Stock Exchange.

At that time, the Internet subsidiary of Fu Group was listed on the New York Stock Exchange. Fu Zheng, who was the president of the group at the time, took the stage to give a brief speech.

Mrs. George immediately noticed this Asian man from the East.

His skeletal appearance is not inferior to that of white people, but it has some Asian characteristics and cannot be confused with white people.

He was also very tall. When shaking hands with the white entrepreneur next to him, he leaned slightly and nodded, looking polite and well-educated.

During the group photo, Fu Zheng stood in the middle, attracting many media shots.

After the group photo was over, Mrs. George couldn't wait to gather around him and chat with him along with other entrepreneurs. At the same time, she also got Fu Zheng's contact information.

That night Mrs. George called, and the person who answered the phone was Fu Zheng's secretary - that was his work number, and it was all managed by the secretary.

Mrs. George was disappointed, but she still asked Fu Zheng to have dinner in the name of cooperation.

Mrs. George also cooperated sincerely, as long as she could sleep with Fu Zheng.

It's not that Fu Zheng didn't notice the look in Mrs. George's eyes, so he would try his best to avoid meeting Mrs. George unless necessary and let his secretary handle any matters.

After the contract details were finalized and the dinner was over, Mrs. George said that her car broke down and took Fu Zheng's car back.

In the car, Mrs. George boldly expressed her thoughts, but was rejected by Fu Zheng.

Finally the contract was signed.

But Mrs. George didn't get her wish.

The more she couldn't get it, the more she thought about it.

Every time they met after that, Mrs. George would speak to Fu Zheng, but Fu Zheng would reject her every time.

This time was no exception.

Fu Zheng smiled and said calmly, "Madam, please stop joking. I have already made it very clear to Madam."

Mrs. George sighed, "I thought you changed your mind this time because you took the initiative to ask me out."

"No, I have something to ask Madam for help."

Mrs. George took a puff of cigarette and raised her eyebrows, "Since you want to ask me for help, aren't you ready to give yourself as a thank you gift?"

"I have prepared other thank you gifts for Madam."

"But all I want is you."

"Madam!" Fu Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. George.

"Okay, okay," Mrs. George compromised, "What do you want me to help you with?"

If you don't want to be a lover, you can still be a friend.

After Fu Zheng expressed his request, Mrs. George nodded immediately, "It's just such a small matter, isn't it simple?"

After speaking, she sighed, "Charles, you love your wife very much. I really envy her."

After Fu Zheng left, Mrs. George gave the photos left by Fu Zheng to her subordinates and asked them to bring the person as soon as possible.

Richard was bandaged and taken to a strange place.

He turned pale with fear and trembled all over.

After Richard's contract with Wen Liang comes into effect, he only needs to serve Wen Liang alone during this period, and he doesn't have to go to the bar.

While resting at home, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

He walked over and opened the door, and then someone covered his mouth, covered his head, tied his arms, and forced him into the car.

Who was his captor?

Why arrest him?

Richard was extremely uneasy and felt dizzy. He didn't know where he had come. He only smelled a pleasant fragrance.

"Madam, I've brought you here."

At this time, a man's rough voice came from the side.

"Well," the female voice said slowly, "let him go."

"Yes."

The rope around his wrists was untied, and Richard eagerly took off his hood and the rag in his mouth.

What caught his eye was the exquisite and gorgeous box and the strange woman on the sofa in front of him.

The woman has bright and majestic facial features, exquisite makeup, eye-catching red lips, and her hair is permed and wavy, casually scattered behind her.

She was wearing a limited edition skirt from a certain brand, and her exposed thighs were as white and tender as milk.

Richard's eyes were straight, and his attention was instantly attracted by Mrs. George.

Mrs. George noticed Richard's eyes and smiled charmingly, "Do you know who I am?"

Richard stood there blankly without reacting.

Mrs. George coughed twice, "Richard?"

Richard finally reacted, "Huh? What did you just say? Sorry, I didn't hear it."

Richard's face turned slightly red when he thought that he had just been distracted by the beauty, and his embarrassment was fully visible to the beauty.

"Let me ask you, do you know who I am?"

"No... I don't know." Richard blushed and shook his head.

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Hall and my late husband's surname is George. You can call me Miss Hall or Mrs. George."

Richard was stunned, and a burst of intense joy burst out of his eyes, "Hello, madam."

Mrs. George.

A former regular at the bar.

Richard heard it mentioned by the seniors here.

Mrs. George is very generous with her money, and anyone she likes can make a lot of money. There was even a senior who saved a lot of money after being taken care of by Mrs. George, quit his job and opened a shop.

Moreover, she has a high vision and doesn't like other people touching her things. As long as she likes them, she will be taken over. During this period, she only needs to serve him.

Richard felt a little excited.

Mrs. George went to such great lengths to tie him up. Could it be that Mrs. George wanted to keep him?

"Young man, don't you ask me why I brought you here?" Mrs. George raised her eyes and looked at Richard, sizing him up a few times. The tail of her raised eyes was a bit charming.