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

"I have indeed been feeling unwell these past few days, but there is still no big problem with my speech. Bainian just cares about me too much."

The other hand held up the glass of red wine steadily, and a string of glazed French words overflowed from his mouth. He suddenly thought that a few people might not understand it, so he turned slightly red and translated the name of the manor and the brand into Chinese. Continue with the introduction.

"Chloe Manor is one of the top ten wine estates in the world. It enjoys an international reputation and occupies a geographical advantage. The wine of Chloé Manor has a mellow taste, sweet but not greasy, and fruity aroma..."

The woman's soothing tone rang out in the banquet hall, as if it had a soothing magic power. Several leaders couldn't help but quiet down and listened intently to her introduction.

After the words fell, Mo Qi, who had been indifferent to everyone just now, suddenly laughed and clapped his hands slowly, with strong appreciation in his eyes: "Ms. Yang's explanation is simple, clear and precise, just right. Even I have learned a lot. , I wonder if you have any recommendations other than this Chloe’s wine?”

Yang Qingheng was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He carefully recommended several to him.

As Qiao Jiajun's boss, Mo Qi rarely looked so kind to Qiao Jiajun, but he never expected that such an expression would be directed at Yang Qingheng!

This scene was like a loud slap on Qiao Xihe's face, causing her face to burn with pain.

I originally wanted to embarrass someone, but I didn't expect that the opportunity was handed to Yang Qingheng, allowing her to shine!

Qiao Xihe's silver teeth were almost broken, and she felt angry and regretful in her heart.

Tang Bainian didn't expect that his wife actually understood this. He was also surprised, and at the same time he felt infinite pride in his heart.

For a time, because of Mo Qi's attention, Yang Qingheng became the focus of the scene. Several leaders responded with praise, but Qiao Xihe, the birthday girl, was dimmed.

Song Hengjue had already seen the farce here, but he only watched from a distance and did not step forward. When he saw that Yang Qingheng had solved Qiao Xihe's attack with ease, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

From the first expression Yang Qingheng showed, he knew she was acting, deliberately pretending not to understand to that stupid woman Qiao Xihe, and treating her like a monkey.

The more I thought about it, the rarer it became, I wanted to hold Yang Qingheng in my arms and kiss her hard.

Why is she so cute! She is so outstanding, she deserves to be his girlfriend!

"What do you want flowers for? I've searched all over, but there's no flower shop nearby." Fang Nan came back panting, wanting to scratch Song Hengjue's ear.

In order not to deal with him, he went to Yang Qingheng's side. Unexpectedly, he would still have to work for this capitalist.

If it weren't for the salary, he would really want to slap him to death!

"How come there isn't?" Song Hengjue's raised lips turned dark when he saw the gardenia hairpin in Tang Bainian's pocket, and his eyes were cold.

Bitch man, bitch man!

"No, it means no, I can still give birth." Fang Nan gritted his teeth, feeling that Song Hengjue, a capitalist, would be even more difficult to take care of after he fell in love.

"If there is no one nearby, why don't you go to the city center to buy something? Do you need me to teach you about such a thing?" Song Hengjue looked coldly.

Isn't it just a flower? How did the Western Han Dynasty become like this?

Fang Nan felt that Song Hengjue was just too smart. Why didn't he realize that he loved flowers so much before? Why was he so girly now?

I cursed countless times in my mind, but I turned my feet and walked out of the banquet hall.

Qiao Xihe couldn't stand such neglect. Seeing Yang Qingheng's beautiful appearance, he was unwilling to accept it. He took a step forward to deliberately separate her from Mo Qi, as if he just mentioned it casually: "I invited Bai Ling to come over, and the show will start soon." , let’s go to the small stage together?”

"Bai Ling? Is it the Bai Ling who shines in the dark night?" Director Xu was surprised.

Qiao Xihe thought in her mind and knew that the singer she hired today was not the wrong one. She was worth all the money: "Yes, she is her. I sent someone to invite her. I invited her several times before she agreed to come."

"It's incredible. I heard that she never sings at private banquets. You have to invite her here. It must cost a lot of money." Even Director Xu knew that Qiao Xihe was rich in running a company, so he couldn't help but clicked his tongue. He strode up and said, "My daughter likes this singer. It's just right. I want a photo to go back to coax her."

Maybe she will go to school honestly because of this.

Several leaders also became interested and followed Qiao Xihe there.

Yang Qingheng had long been forgotten by them.

"Mrs. Tang, a pheasant can't become a phoenix, we'll see." Qiao Xihe snorted and glanced at Yang Qingheng with disdain. He didn't care that Tang Bainian was still there and bullied others without concealment.

Yang Qingheng raised his eyebrows, approached her, and said with a light smile: "I don't know whether a pheasant can become a phoenix, but Miss Qiao, please protect your feathers, and don't become a bald phoenix. By then, you may not be as good as a pheasant." ,dont you agree?"

Qiao Xihe said disdainfully: "Just be tough and wait and see. If you know better, go back and be your Mrs. Tang, otherwise I will be rude to you."

He raised his chin and chased after the leaders.

Yang Qingheng rolled his eyes secretly, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was almost time.

A hint of joking about watching a theater flashed in his dark eyes, and he waved to the people not far away and whispered a few words.

"What's there to watch?" Tang Bainian's knuckled fingers picked up the broken hair beside her ears, his clear eyes flashing with intoxicating doting.

Yang Qingheng flipped her hair casually, not noticing his fiery gaze, and curled her lips mysteriously: "If I let you know about the good show in advance, there would be no surprise. Just wait and see."

She wanted to personally pluck out the feathers of Qiao Xihe, a phoenix that was pecking people everywhere, and expose her ugliest face to the public.

The banquet hall was bustling with activity, and no one realized that a farce was about to take place.

"Ms. Qiao, the banquet has been started for so long. When will you settle the payment for the banquet? You know, our small business cannot withstand the trouble." The manager approached Qiao Xihe with a subordinate and treated him respectfully. , but the voice was not quiet at all, even several leaders nearby heard it, and Wei Wei looked over at this point.

Qiao Xihe felt that his face was burning. He turned his back and looked at the manager coldly: "You don't even want to ask who I am. How can I still owe you money?"

These managers under Song Hengjue are too outrageous!

"Ms. Qiao, we still need to pay some money. The deposit should have been given to us before the banquet, but you kept delaying it," the manager sighed. "You also said, who are you? This little money means nothing to you." It's a piece of cake. For a little guy like me, this is related to my work. Even if you don't pay the balance, you should pay the deposit, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deliver."

Bitch, what occasion did you speak so loudly!

Qiao Xihe watched several leaders come over to take a look, their faces extremely ugly.

But she had already spent all the 100,000 yuan given by her uncle on hiring singers and buying wine, and now she didn’t have any money for the venue or service fees.

I originally thought that after the banquet was over, I would ask Pan Zhen for more money or ask the company to advance some money, but I didn’t expect that this stupid manager would come to ask for money at this time!

"Xihe, he just works, and it's not easy. Just give it to him first." Mo Qi frowned, not liking to see such a farce.

Others also nodded: "Yes, Xihe, you can invite Bai Ling to come. Don't you still need this little money? Don't embarrass him."

Qiao Xihe was now riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he gritted his teeth and responded: "Okay, uncles, I'll take care of it right away."

He turned around but grabbed the manager's arm and dragged him forcefully into the corner: "I want to see Song Hengjue."