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

"Is the research department just for nothing? Who are you trying to deal with with this? Does this have some reference value?" Song Hengjue sat on it, his expression extremely ugly.

Since Song Hengjue took over their branch, he has always been easy to get along with. Even if he makes mistakes, he will treat the older ones a little less. This is the first time he has been scolded.

I don’t know what’s causing the convulsions recently, and my face has been dark for a few days.

The cold sweat of the person in charge of market research had flowed from his forehead to his neck, and he stood up tremblingly.

The people below didn't dare to say a word. They shrank their heads and wished they could bury themselves in the soil like quails. They looked at each other in private.

"I'll give you two hours to complete the research plan. If you can't do it, you can get out today with your bad report." Song Hengjue's voice was cold, and he glanced at the person in charge below.

Turning to look at the assistant: "Bring over the latest document."

Obviously, he wanted to watch the person in charge finish his work, and the atmosphere at the scene became even more grim.

"This is the contract that Shengxing got from Shengxing. Please take a look at it. This is the invitation letter from the Ming family that I received today. It is the [-]th birthday party for the young master of the Ming family." The assistant just finished speaking.

Everyone gasped, and the scene was deathly silent.

Who doesn't know that the Ming family has been urging the young master to get married recently. In order to find him a noble girl from the capital, they have held several banquets. They call it a banquet, but it is actually an exchange meeting for young men and women. Putting this thing in front of Mr. Song, Isn't this a collision of guns?

Sure enough, in the next second, Song Hengjue's face became even more ugly: "Are you the new assistant? Didn't you come to the meeting two days ago? Or is there no one to teach you how to work? Is it inappropriate to send such a meaningless invitation to my desk? My job is too easy. Please ask me to dance?"

"No...no." The assistant was startled and his face turned pale.

Fang Nan frowned, waved his hand to him, motioning him to go out, and winked at the people below.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, quickly packed up the documents, and ran out as if they were running away, not daring to make a sound.

"Are you very free?" Song Hengjue glanced at Fang Nan beside him.

"Tsk, why are you so angry? It's not me who caused you to have no wife." Fang Nan tutted twice.

Song Hengjue took a deep breath, and the scenes of the previous few nights kept surging in his mind, and he had nowhere to vent his irritability.

Fang Nan looked at his irritable look, his dark eyes flashing slightly, and suddenly he remembered how pitiful Song Hengjue had been holding Yang Qingheng while crying with snot and tears a few days ago. He almost laughed out loud and glanced at the invitation in the trash can. Post, suddenly something bad happened.

"I heard that Yang Qingheng has a very good relationship with the Ming family. I don't know if she will go this time. If you don't go, it would be great for me so that I can catch up with her. Maybe you will fire me in the future. I can still hang out with her." He sighed and made a joke.

The pen spinning in Song Hengjue's hand paused and gave him a cold look: "There is no need to test me here with all kinds of weirdness. Yang Qingheng and I are the relationship between my ex-husband and my ex-wife. Don't say she is married. Even if she is not married, I will not marry her." have what."

That woman even said she was going to kill him, but he wasn't a bitch, so why did she get in touch with her?

"Yes, yes, you have no intention, and you didn't secretly find investment for her." Fang Nan nodded.

Song Hengjue was angry and kicked him in the leg: "Your dirty eyes will make everything dirty."

It was because of his guilt that he wanted to compensate her. In his eyes, it was nothing.

"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense." Fang Nan didn't believe it, turned around and walked out.

The door of the conference room closed with a bang.

Song Hengjue was silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on the trash can for a second, and then he naturally moved away.

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Ming family.

The banquet hall was brightly lit.

Yang Qingheng held the wine glass and looked at the excitement around him without any interest.

Mingyu said that his brother was hosting a banquet today, and they happened to have nothing to do, so they just came here to support themselves.

Tang Bainian pointed to the dessert on the table: "Are you bored? Do you want to try some of this?"

Yang Qingheng loves desserts. When he said this, she nodded.

Tang Bai smiled young, reached out and picked up the fork on the side, and threw away the chocolate chips on the top.

"Thank you." Yang Qingheng took it and smiled gratefully. I didn't expect that he remembered it so carefully.

As expected of a police officer, he has a good memory and excellent sensitivity.

The warm and harmonious appearance of the couple fell into the eyes of Song Hengjue not far away.

The little boss next to him couldn't understand his emotions and thought he wanted to get to know Tang Bainian, so he flattered her: "This is Deputy Tang, and that's his wife next to him. She looks very affectionate."

Little did he know that he was flattering the horse in the leg.

He was talking to himself: "As the saying goes, starting a family and starting a business, Mr. Song's family must be very busy. I have a little daughter who is twenty-one years old this year. She is a student of Nancheng University. I have admired you for a long time. I don't know. Would it be an honor to meet you?"

"As long as you put your leisure time as a matchmaker into your career, you won't make your property look like garbage." Song Hengjue glanced at him lightly, took the wine glass and left.

Fang Nan on the side couldn't help it anymore and glanced at the boss with disgust.

If this old guy had some ability, it would be troublesome to come to discuss cooperation with them. He didn't know what state his own small company was in. How could he have the nerve to pursue cooperation with their company?

Now he wants to sell his daughter to ask for cooperation. He really treats them as fools.

Yang Qingheng had just finished half of the dessert. When he turned around, he couldn't find Tang Bainian. He probably went to find Mingyu or was taken away by some other friend. He took a glass of wine to relieve his tiredness and was about to go out to find him. A pile of wine glasses standing next to him collapsed.

She was startled and took a few steps back, but there was still a stain on her face.

The red color on the pure white dress was particularly obvious, and she frowned.

The waiter serving the wine was also frightened and at a loss: "I'm sorry, madam, I... I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, take me to change into a spare dress." Yang Qingheng was helpless.

Usually there are spare dresses for large banquets like this. The quality is not as good as the one she bought herself, but no matter how bad it is, it is still better than the mess she wore.

The waiter nodded quickly and showed her the way.

"Inside is the changing room, ma'am."

Yang Qingheng nodded and opened the door.

A pair of hands behind her pushed her in hard, and before she could react, the door was closed.

Yang Qingheng's heart skipped a beat and he turned on the light in the room.

The man on the bed had a flushed face and stared at her closely, as if he was looking at a piece of fat that was about to go into his mouth. She had only seen that look on Song Hengjue's face last month.

Mouth twitching.

The man's face was flushed and he pounced on her.

Yang Qingheng rolled his eyes and took out the knife from his bag: "Okay, I know you still have some sense now, so come over and stab you to death."

man:……

He was sure to win, but he was shocked when he saw her pull out a thirty centimeter watermelon knife from her bag, and her neck went cold.

Which crazy woman!

He makes money, not loses his life!