On the day of the graduation ceremony, the president of the second marriage was married

"They're gone, come out."

After Huang Liren sent his two new friends out the door, he walked into the suite and knocked on the door.

Song Muzi yawned and walked out. "You're really good at talking!"

Huang Liren took her over and asked, "Is it okay if I don't talk about it?"

Huang Liren followed Song Muzi's arrangements this time. Those two people were indeed greedy for money, especially the boyfriend of Song Muzi's colleague.

"That's easy to handle. I'm afraid he's not greedy for money." Song Muzi sat on the sofa.

Huang Liren poured a glass of wine and brought it to Song Muzi. He asked Song Muzi, could this operation really work?

Song Muzi rolled his eyes at him, snatched the wine glass from his hand angrily, and drank half of it in one gulp.

Song Muzi sighed helplessly. She had to stay in Heng'an and the Lin family no matter what.

This is the question she thinks about most recently.

She can no longer go back to the United States. Fortunately, her boyfriend is an orphan and the police are not very effective.

Otherwise she wouldn't be able to get out this time.

Song Muzi coming to the Lin family this time was the best solution she could think of when she was desperate.

At first she asked her cousin for help, hoping that her cousin would come forward to help her, but her cousin persuaded her to give up the idea.

What her cousin meant was that Lin Anjie was now full of resentment towards her family, and the Lin family and Lin Anjie would definitely not treat her well.

Song Muzi had no choice but to let her mother, who had treated her as a tool since she was a child, beg her biological father.

In fact, her biological father had already alienated the mother and daughter.

But in the end, it was Song Muzi who was forced to agree to help her write a letter of recommendation, but he also admitted that this was the last time he would help her and the last time he would accept the threats from her mother and daughter.

Song Muzi looked at Huang Liren with confused eyes while drinking.

This stupid pig with little success and plenty of trouble thought he could really threaten her.

Had she not been weak and in need of assistants, she would not have agreed to cooperate with him.

When one day she gets what she wants, she will get rid of this stupid pig with her own hands.

"Hey, this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Huang Liren smiled flatteringly, but he couldn't help it, after all, this matter was messed up by his hands.

"Don't worry, he will come back after he sends your colleague home."

"Oh." Song Muzi saw that Huang Liren was brave this time, so she reached out and patted Huang Liren's face. "Children can be taught."

Huang Liren pressed her down on the sofa, his voice hoarse. "I don't need verbal praise, I want real ones."

Song Muzi looked at Huang Liren with a smile and put his hands on Huang Liren's neck.

"You greedy pig!"

Unfortunately, just when the two of them were having a heated conversation, the doorbell rang.

"Fuck, which grandson?" Huang Liren stood up and walked to the door to take a look at the cat's eyes.

He turned around and looked at Song Muzi, who was facing him with a resentful look on his face. He gestured with his hand for Song Muzi to enter the room inside.

Song Muzi glared at him, reluctantly picked up the clothes on the floor and turned back to the room.

When Huang Liren saw her coming in, he opened the door and let in the man who had returned from sending his girlfriend home.

"Come on, I just took a nap."

The man was not polite at all, and he was quite familiar with him. As soon as he came in, he was in front of Brother Huang and behind Brother Huang.

Huang Liren already knew from his previous understanding that this guy was a poor second-generation rich man.

Also, people who can come here to spend money, even if they are unsuccessful now, still had certain strength in the past.

It's a pity that this down-and-out rich second generation will no longer be able to come here. His membership is about to expire, and if he doesn't renew the annual fee, he will be thrown out.

After a few glasses of wine, the down-and-out rich second generation had already regarded Huang Liren as a confidant.

The bitter water was poured out basket by basket.

She also told Huang Liren that her girlfriend wanted to get rid of him because of his current financial constraints.

"When my family was rich, she would take the initiative to climb into my bed."

"I never hesitate to buy her luxuries."

"Now she dislikes my lack of money and compares me with others everywhere."

The down-and-out rich second generation also complained deeply about his current girlfriend, Song Muzi's colleague.

He drank heavily and cursed as he drank.

Said that if he didn't have money now, he would have dumped his girlfriend long ago.

It's not that I spent a lot of money on her before, so I can't let her go like this.

"She thinks she can still compare with before, but I've long since grown tired of playing with her." The second generation of the down-and-out rich man became more and more angry as he spoke.

"Don't say that, years of relationships are sometimes beyond the comparison of money." Huang Liren persuaded him while helping him pour wine.

"However, there is no money these days. No matter how good the relationship is, it will fall apart over time."

Huang Liren patted the poor second-generation rich man on the shoulder and drank another drink with him.

"We don't have any real feelings. She was interested in my money and I was interested in her beauty."

"Now that she is doing a good job, she always looks down on me."

"Believe it or not, when I return to my peak one day, the first thing I will do is dump her."

Huang Liren told him not to speak too early, as it would be bad for his girlfriend to know.

He told Huang Liren that what he said was from his heart, and he only said it as a good friend of Huang Liren.

Huang Liren expressed that he understood his hard work, and if he needed Huang Liren's help for anything, Huang Liren promised not to shirk it.

The two of them just talked about their troubles like this.

"Are you sure you want to break up with her? Are you willing to do so?" Huang Liren once again tested the poor second generation.

"Haha, let me tell you the truth, I am now trying to find a way to get back the luxuries I gave her before one by one." The down-and-out rich second generation was a little drunk, "and then get rid of her."

"Understand, understand!" Huang Liren also sighed sympathetically. "I just heard your girlfriend talking about her work, and she happens to have a friend who is a colleague."

"What a coincidence!" The poor second generation rich man immediately exclaimed what a fate it was!

Huang Liren asked him if he had heard anything happened in their unit?

When asked by Huang Liren, the second-generation rich man immediately said that he knew what he knew and told Huang Liren what he knew.

"Since you want to get rid of her, do you want to make a fortune out of this?" Huang Liren poured a glass of wine for him.

The down-and-out rich second generation asked Huang Liren in disbelief how he made this money.

Huang Liren asked him to put his head over, and the two of them whispered to each other for a while.

"How about it, are you willing to do it?"

The down-and-out rich second generation sneered, why was he reluctant to give up?

"Okay, I'll give you some money first." Huang Liren immediately took out his mobile phone and transferred a sum of money.

The down-and-out rich second generation looked at the money on his phone and looked at Huang Liren in surprise. "Brother, I haven't done anything yet?"

Huang Liren patted him on the shoulder and said it was okay. The money was only a small part, and he would give him a large sum after the matter was completed.

There is just one requirement: this must be done perfectly.

"No problem, I'll take care of it, thank you! Brother."

The down-and-out rich second generation and Huang Liren raised their glasses happily.

In the small room in the suite, Song Muzi, who was separated by a door, listened to the whole conversation outside.

The stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground. This is really the road to heaven and earth.