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

"Sorry, Miss Qiao, I'm just a small manager and don't know where the boss is." The manager put on a perfect smile and was polite and distant.

But in Qiao Xihe's view, this expression was clearly a sign of indifference. She was so angry that her heart, liver and lungs ached. A low-level person actually dared to bully her. Let's see how she teaches him a lesson after the banquet is over!

"Xihe, what's the matter? It's not settled yet?" Mo Qi's voice came from the other side.

Hearing this sounded like a reminder to Qiao Xihe, she turned back and said gently: "Solve it immediately."

He turned around and glared at the manager fiercely, and ordered his subordinates beside him: "Go and find Song Hengjue, where Mr. Song is, and tell him that I have something I want to discuss with him."

The men were stunned for a moment, nodded, and ran away.

Seeing several leaders over there looking over here frequently, Qiao Xihe's face burned with panic.

She didn't pay for the hotel for the banquet, and they even chased her to the banquet. They literally pushed her face to the ground and rubbed her.

If word spreads, the Qiao family will become a family joke after dinner. If her father knows about it, he doesn’t know how to teach her a lesson!

Thinking of Qiao Jiajun's indifference and disowning his relatives, Qiao Xihe felt frightened.

But then he convinced himself that the Qiao family's power in the capital was still good. Song Hengjue was a businessman, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't overpower a local snake. He had to give her some face and not insist on asking her for money.

But at this moment, the subordinate who had just left hurriedly came back, trembling: "Mr. Qiao, I didn't find Mr. Song you mentioned in the banquet hall. The waiter said... the waiter said..."

Qiao Xihe had a bad premonition in her heart, so she kicked him hard and cursed: "Did your mouth make people mute? You trash, what did you say?"

"A man who looked like Mr. Song had gone out half an hour ago. I don't know where he went." After his subordinate was beaten, he cursed in his heart, inevitably feeling a bit of schadenfreude.

She really deserves to be embarrassed after giving her a few dollars and treating herself like the emperor in the palace.

Just now, he had watched that the person disappeared as soon as something happened. Qiao Xihe gritted his teeth and dialed Song Hengjue's number. He called several times, but no one answered any of them.

She almost suspected that this damn Song Hengjue did it on purpose.

But then I thought about it, Song Hengjue, the boss of such a big company, would not embarrass her because of such a small amount of money.

Subconsciously, he classified this incident as a coincidence and called Pan Zhen in a hurry: "Uncle, please hurry up and ask someone to bring me 10,000 yuan. The sooner the better."

Pan Zhen trembled: "Ten thousand? Haven't you already taken one hundred thousand? Auntie, where can I find so much money for you?"

After taking money so many times, he almost emptied the company. If he hadn't thought about how much money Ms. Xu could make from that big deal, let alone one hundred thousand, he wouldn't have given her ten thousand yuan!

"It's really an important matter. If you don't come up with this money now, uncle, you won't treat me as a relative, and the relationship between our two families will end here." Qiao Xihe was angry and instantly turned his face.

Pan Zhen's success in the capital was all thanks to the Qiao family. There was no way he was willing to fall out. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just wait."

But at this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside: "Boss, something serious has happened."

"What the hell, who taught you to do this?" Pan Zhen said with a dark face, venting all his anger towards Qiao Xihe on the men in front of him.

Normally, his subordinates would have been trembling in cold sweat, but now he was stunned by the news in his mind and shouted fiercely: "We just went to the place you mentioned. They said there was no Miss Xu at all. Ask someone to go to Hainan Province to ask. Well, there’s no Zapian Technology Company over there.”

"What did you say?! How is that possible?!" Pan Zhen's originally powerful expression suddenly collapsed, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if they would fall out of their sockets in the next second.

The men were frightened by his terrifying expression, turned pale, and spoke again with a trembling voice.

"Wow!" Pan Zhen's hands were shaking like chaff, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He lost the number three times in a row before he got the right number for Song Hengjue.

"Hello? Mr. Song?"

Song Hengjue picked up the answer excitedly, and when he heard the voice that was not Yang Qingheng's, his expression became visibly worse: "What's going on?"

"Your ex-girlfriend is Miss Xu. Can you still contact her now?"

Did Yang Qingheng perform surgery on Pan Zhen?

Song Hengjue felt relieved and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "Boss Pan, don't talk nonsense about your ex-girlfriend. When did she become my ex-girlfriend?"

Pan Zhen's mind almost started to smoke, but he realized it later.

Song Hengjue indeed never said that the woman was his girlfriend, everything was just their guess.

The weird feeling became more and more intense, and Pan Zhen almost thought that Song Hengjue across from him was actually teaming up with the woman to tease him!

But there was no conflict of interest between him and Song Hengjue, so it obviously didn't make sense why they were trying to punish him!

The top priority is to find the woman.

Pan Zhen said cautiously: "Mr. Song, where did you meet this Miss Xu?"

"Bar, what's wrong?" Song Hengjue took out his fingers and looked at his nails casually.

The blood in Pan Zhen's head rushed to the top of his head, and the ominous feeling became more and more intense.

In a bar, a woman who claimed to be wealthy suddenly disappeared. It seemed unreliable. Mr. Song actually allowed such a woman to be around. Is there something wrong with his mind?

He didn't screw himself up, but he screwed up his small company!

Pan Zhen looked at the hung up cell phone and hurriedly dialed the police station.