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

"Approval has started? What's going on?" Didn't we fail to bid successfully for the land for the factory before? Are we looking for new land now? Why so suddenly?

The most anxious person is Mr. Zhang. No matter where the factory is located, as long as he is responsible for it, a lot of money will go into his pocket.

He immediately stood up excitedly: "What's going on? The land in the east of the city..."

"My guess is correct. I have already negotiated with Miss Bai about the land in the east of the city. Construction of the new factory will start immediately after the approval is completed. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang." Yang Qingheng nodded.

Mr. Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted. He still had the cold stare from yesterday, his lips almost reached the back of his head, and he just opened his mouth to please him.

"Mr. Xiao Yang has solved such a big problem for the company less than a week after taking office. Mr. Yang has outstanding abilities. With Mr. Yang's assistance in the future, our company will definitely reach a higher level."

This old guy has no face left.

Several shareholders glared at him with disgust, but they were also a little jealous.

How could such a good thing be given to this old man? Why couldn't it be him?

Yang Qingheng threw down the pen: "This matter has been finalized for now. Do you have any other opinions?"

Everyone in the audience all said it was okay, but Mo Ying's face was so cold that it was scary.

Yang Qingheng looked at their rare well-behaved appearance, nodded with satisfaction, dismissed the meeting, and walked towards the office.

"Sister, you are the one!" Fang Nan was so excited that he gave Yang Qingheng a thumbs up as soon as he entered the office, "I have never seen those shareholders be so honest."

It looked like a kitten, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Thinking of something, the smile on his face froze: "But... giving such a good project to that old Zhang is simply too easy for him." He heard that this shameless man was making trouble for Yang Qingheng yesterday. Man, I have caused many obstacles for Song Hengjue before.

Yang Qingheng was amused and looked at him: "If you don't give him such a sweet thing, how can those bastards like Mo Ying stay calm?"

For the company's projects, even if she doesn't give it to Old Zhang, she still has to give it to others. Anyway, the money won't reach her pocket. If she takes the initiative to give it to Old Zhang, she can still get a favor and show her attitude.

After hearing this, Fang Nan was stunned. He slapped his thigh and almost jumped up.

Wonderful!

This is not just telling Mo Ying and those losers that they only have soup to drink with Mo Ying. It would be different if he just follows her honestly. That means they get what they want.

Even Lao Zhang, who had a big deal with Yang Qingheng yesterday, could ignore her past grudges. As long as others were honest, she would not hold grudges. This also gave Mo Ying some reassurance.

"Sister, I will hang out with you from now on." Fang Nan was excited and wanted to bow to her to show his loyalty. There was nothing else in his mind about Song Hengjue. He wanted to jump to Yang Qingheng's company right now.

Unexpectedly, she was not only subversive, but also capable of such tricks. No wonder he had never seen shareholders in her company dare to confront her openly before.

"You're just following me right now," Yang Qingheng said amusedly, and glanced at the time, "Tell Song Hengjue that I have an appointment with someone else tonight so that he doesn't have to wait for me to go back for dinner."

When we got downstairs, a car was already waiting.

Yang Qingheng strode over to open the door and smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, the meeting started a bit late and kept you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived not long ago," Bai Wei stared at her for two seconds and smiled, "How's it going? Is everything going well?"

Yang Qingheng nodded and patted her shoulder: "Thank you also. If you hadn't taken the initiative to give up the land, it wouldn't have been so smooth."

Bai Wei waved her hand: "Just don't forget about me."

Originally, there was no use for her to get this land. She had taken it to negotiate terms with Song Hengjue, but now that she could get some favors by selling it back to Yang Qingheng, she didn't lose at all.

"Of course, let's go to the hotel to discuss it in detail?" Yang Qingheng raised an eyebrow, "I booked a private room at Baitao."

Just as he was about to tell the driver his address, he looked up and saw clearly the person sitting in front of him, and his eyes froze.

Bai Wei thought she was afraid that the matter would spread, so she took the initiative to introduce: "This is my younger brother, his name is Qilian. The driver is on leave today, so I asked him to drive temporarily."

"Oh, it turns out he's my younger brother," Yang Qingheng said meaningfully, and suddenly smiled at Bai Wei, "I think I've met Mr. Qilian before. It sounds like we are really destined."

Qi Lian trembled all over and became stiff with embarrassment.

Thinking that he had misunderstood that she wanted to pursue him and sent her away with money, he almost jumped out of the car and ran away.

He kept sending pleading eyes to Yang Qingheng, hoping that she would keep the matter in her stomach.

Bai Wei was surprised: "Where? Why haven't I heard him say that? It's quite fate."

You weren't very arrogant at first, but now you know it's embarrassing?

Yang Qingheng noticed the pleading eyes of the man in the front seat and sneered in her heart. She still remembered that she had helped this man snatch his wallet and the man was ungrateful, so she said it deliberately.

"Of course it was at the train station. Mr. Qi was robbed by a thief, and I helped him get it back."

"What a coincidence!" Bai Wei raised her eyebrows. She really couldn't imagine what Yang Qingheng looked like when she confronted the thief, and found it very interesting.

Turning to look at his younger brother: "Qilian, have you thanked me?"

It was a casual remark, as if he was joking with his brother, but for the first time Qilian hoped that she would shut up.

The voice I always liked seemed like a big knife hanging above my head at this moment.

"Of course, he gave me several hundred yuan. When I came back, I praised him to Hengjue. He was so polite." Yang Qingheng covered her mouth and chuckled.

Qi Lian's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

If he could do it over again, he would slap himself twice and not do such a shameful thing.

Bai Wei was silent for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

This was the most sincere smile Yang Qingheng had ever seen since he met her. Smiles were probably contagious, and she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Only Qilian in the front seat received a critical hit of 10,000 points and sat silently in the car.

Song Hengjue didn't see Yang Qingheng all afternoon. At 4:30, he started looking out the door frequently. Even his aunt found it funny.

"The company doesn't get off work until five o'clock. There's no way I can come back now."

Being seen through.

The tips of Song Hengjue's ears were steaming, and he said harshly: "Look at the scenery, this yard is well built."

"I heard that it was you who planted it for Miss Yang, and no one else was allowed to use artificial hands." Auntie added.

Song Hengjue: ...You can shut up.

His face turned red, as if to prove that he was really not an idiot, he turned around and returned to the room.

However, not even five minutes later, he heard the sound of a car outside, and a carp jumped up and rushed to the door.

Fang Nan teased: "Hey, I didn't expect you to welcome me so much. You even came to the door to greet me, good brother."

"Go away." Song Hengjue didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he pushed him away unhappily and reached out to open the car door for Yang Qingheng, but found that it was empty and there was no woman anywhere.

The light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Am I some kind of cheap person?" Fang Nan twitched the corner of his mouth. Even he didn't have to put on the same expression as his dead parents!

"What do you think?" Song Hengjue looked coldly and went to the living room to pour a glass of water.

Fang Nan's veins popped up on his forehead, but when he thought that the person in front of him was only seventeen years old, he suddenly turned off.

Forget it, I'm still a minor who doesn't understand anything, so don't argue with him.

"By the way, Yang Qingheng asked me to tell you that she won't be back for dinner tonight, so she asked me to eat with you." Fang Nan caught up with her, Zilaishu went to the refrigerator to get a drink, and glanced at the dining table from the corner of her eye.

At least come here, you'd be a fool not to eat when you have something to eat.

"Who are you going to eat with? Why is she so busy?" Song Hengjue pursed her lips, a little unhappy.

Who is more important than a boyfriend?

Fang Nan shrugged: "How do I know? But she will go to the factory tomorrow and there won't be much to do. She won't be so busy."

However, Song Hengjue was not comforted, but was shocked: "Factory?! Is it the same factory that I went to that day?"