Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

Boss Zhao was obviously unwilling to let go of this hard-earned opportunity. He blocked Song Hengjue with his fat body: "Boss Song, it's better to choose a day than to hit it. I think today is a good day. Brother Gu just opened a few good ones." Wine, why don’t we continue chatting while tasting wine now.”

This blind fool!

Fang Nan stuck closely behind Song Hengjue, holding up his pants and almost cursed, and kicked Song Hengjue's calf with the toe of his shoe.

"Boss Zhao, we really have something important to do today. Let's talk about the wine tasting later." Song Hengjue understood, laughed dryly, and quickly took steps.

Fang Nan followed in a hurry, and the two of them approached the door of the hotel in an extremely weird posture.

As soon as he arrived at the garage, which was sparsely populated, Fang Nan held up his pants and ran as fast as he could in the direction of the car.

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Originally, he came here just for the old man. Since the cooperation was not concluded, the banquet was not concluded, and there was no need to stay. Yang Qingheng picked up her bag and walked out.

"Qingheng, here." Tang Bainian waved to her as soon as he entered the garage.

Yang Qingheng was surprised and quickened his pace: "It's so late and you still come to pick me up."

"I should." Tang Bainian lifted the strands of hair on her cheeks and tucked them behind her ears, "Is everything going well?"

Yang Qingheng was used to having fun outside, so she didn't feel anything about his intimate behavior. She pursed her lips and shook her head: "Something happened, let's go back first."

He opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

Tang Bainian curled his lips and opened the door on the driver's seat.

The car drove smoothly, Yang Qingheng fell asleep at some point, but Tang Bainian's face became increasingly cold.

I dated that male model for several days in a row. I thought he was just a money-grubbing duck. Unexpectedly, he not only refused to meet him, but also refused to go back to live in that house. He was so stupid that he sent people to arrest him several times. Let him run away.

Still a bit of a brainer.

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Unavoidable to be intercepted by Qiao Xihe again, Yang Qingheng asked Sun Rong to contact Li Tongji early the next morning, planning to make an appointment to discuss cooperation.

She had investigated and found that although this man's company was not as rich as the ancient Bankai Steel Company, it was still reluctant to invest in her bag project.

Before noon, Lotus Sun came back in a hurry.

"Didn't you see anyone?" Yang Qingheng saw her worried expression and frowned.

Sun Rong nodded: "Yes, I squatted there all morning, but I didn't see Li Tongji. I asked their front desk, and they said that they usually come every day. They didn't come today. It should be intentional. Maybe they were... Qiao Xihe put pressure on me."

Yang Qingheng pinched her brows and said, "It doesn't have to be her. Let's ask the boss Xu who we worked with before if he is interested. For new product research and development, some funds should be allocated first so that the person in charge can proceed normally."

Before he finished speaking, the landline phone next to him rang again.

Sun Rong looked at the phone that kept ringing and hesitated to speak.

It had been several days, and Fang Nan got a call every few minutes. Yang Qingheng was not bothered, she was about to have a nervous breakdown.

Yang Qingheng glanced briefly, and finally raised her hand: "What's the matter?"

"Sister Yang," Fang Nan laughed, feeling guilty, "Why don't you meet with Brother Heng? He said that if you apologize to him, that day will be over. He can help with investment matters. you."

In my heart, I cursed Song Hengjue to pieces.

Li Tongji was anxious to establish a foothold in the capital, and was lacking a backer. When Yang Qingheng contacted him, he was about to agree, but Song Hengjue, the shameless man, went to threaten him in person.

What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be here now? Yang Qingheng is not a fool, how could he not see it!

Sure enough, within three seconds, a sneer came from the other side: "Let Song Hengjue answer the phone."

Fang Nan winked wildly, wanting to throw this hot potato in Song Hengjue's face.

Song Hengjue stared and wrote a few words on the paper in front of him.

"Don't want the salary?"

Fang Nan gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth: "Sister Yang, Boss Yang, just meet him. My brother Heng has been depressed by you these days. Just treat me as a part-time worker and pity me. Please. .”

"When did I become depressed?" Song Hengjue jumped up from the office chair and defended loudly.

At the same time, a fierce female voice came from the phone.

"Let him wash his neck and wait for me."

Song Hengjue looked at the hung up phone, grinding his teeth angrily and grabbing Fang Nan's collar: "You don't want that bad talk anymore, do you?"

"Tsk," Fang Nan pointed at the phone proudly, "Although it doesn't sound good, isn't this an appointment?"

Song Hengjue was silent for a moment, let go of his hand, closed his eyes, and dropped the jar.

Forget it, if you don't have face, you have no face. Anyway, he doesn't have such a thing as face in front of Yang Qingheng.

What he wants more urgently now is to find out whether Yang Qingheng was reborn and what the truth was like in his previous life.

He sat up suddenly and looked at Fang Nan: "How is the matter you were asked to check?"

"The investigation is almost done. I found some of the second master's subordinates who are close to him. They said that Yang Qingheng cooperated with them in March. Before they cooperated, he had been selling it on the black market for a period of time. It's guaranteed." Speaking of this, Fang Nan smacked his lips, "I really didn't expect her to be so powerful. You said it would have been better if you hadn't divorced at that time. If you hadn't divorced, you would have joined forces now, and the company's development might have been better. It’s much better now.”

Song Hengjue looked coldly: "Are you mentally ill? Continue talking about the capital."

"Dog temper," Fang Nan rolled his eyes. If it weren't for this man's generous money, he wouldn't be too lazy to put up with his dog temper. He faces that bitch every day. It would be strange if Yang Qingheng didn't hit him. "Everything happened after Yang Qingheng came to the capital. It’s here, take your time and take a look.”

He took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the table. Fang Nan was too lazy to wait on it, so he opened the door and went out.

Song Hengjue glanced quickly, and the more he looked at his face, the worse he looked.

Tang family.

Tang Bainian came in from the garden and saw Yang Qingheng wearing a coat and carrying a bag and high heels: "Why are you still going out on the weekend?"

"When you are so busy, you don't even know whether you have weekends or not." Yang Qingheng agreed.

Tang Bainian's eyes dimmed: "Didn't you say you would go see the car today?"

"There's no time. You see you won't go to work tomorrow, so just forgive me once and I'll go with you tomorrow." Yang Qingheng apologized.

Tang Bainian was disappointed, but there was no anger on his face: "Then you go early and come back early. I asked auntie to buy black-bone chicken and make soup for you in the evening."

"Why are you so good?" Yang Qingheng praised her sincerely, "Whoever is a good girl will be really lucky to be with you in the future."

The words he said did not touch Tang Bainian's heart, but instead made the smile on his face fade.

When Yang Qingheng arrived at the box, it was already two hours later than the agreed time. She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Song Hengjue was restless and looked at his watch several times. When he saw her coming, he quickly stood up.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Yang Qingheng threw the bag on the table, folded her hands in front of her chest, and raised her chin. She couldn't tell that she was the weak one now.

Song Hengjue's eyes flickered: "It's almost noon, aren't you hungry? Let's eat and chat."

He was anxious in his heart, but he had a calm look on his face, making it impossible for Yang Qingheng to see any clues.

There were all her favorite dishes on the table. Yang Qingheng took the chopsticks and ate them without being polite at all.

"It was my fault in the past, and I apologize to you. You have seen how many times you have hit me over the past few days, and you have become angry enough. From now on, we will go back to each other as strangers. Let me give you a toast." Song Hengjue picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Yang Qingheng narrowed his eyes and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

Song Hengjue twitched his fingers, almost thinking she saw something.

However, Yang Qingheng just smiled slightly and put the wine into his mouth.

"You also said you should be a stranger, but you disrupted my cooperation two days ago..." She raised her eyes and looked across.

Song Hengjue promised: "Money, no problem, I'll invest it for you." He poured her another glass of wine.

Yang Qingheng refused to accept anyone who came, and when it came to the fifth cup, as expected by Song Hengjue, he lay down on the table.

He was overjoyed, took Yang Qingheng's waist and walked out of the box, heading straight to the room that had been opened.

Tang Bainian sent Yang Qingheng out. He felt that his heart rate was in a mess and he couldn't rest. To prevent himself from thinking about things, he simply went back to the room, planning to take out all the beds at home to dry them out on a sunny day.

However, the more panicked he was, the easier it was for him to do something wrong. When he pulled the sheets, the bag on the table flipped over, and a bunch of things fell down.

Tang Bainian sighed and knelt down to pick it up. When he saw a pair of dark underwear and a familiar belt inside, his expression suddenly changed.