Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

In the photo, Yu Qingluo is holding a rose with curved eyebrows and eyes. She is not making deliberate expressions. The background is also a little messy, but it does not affect her beauty at all. The screen is full of happiness and joy that is almost overflowing.

At one glance, Mother Pei felt as if a lump had been choked on her heart.

Seeing Pei Junchi listlessly staring at his phone screen, not knowing what he was thinking, she felt even more uncomfortable. She turned her eyes away and put down her breakfast:

"I've got some hot pancakes and some ham and fried eggs. Come eat them."

"Oh, and there are some pickles. I'll go make you some coffee. Young people nowadays have no regular routine. They don't sleep at night and don't get up in the morning. How can they be healthy?"

Having said that, Mother Pei turned around and went back to the kitchen.

After waiting for a long time, enlarging the photo and looking at the details, but still not seeing any trace of the white rose, Pei Junchi returned to the interface and picked up the chopsticks.

During the meal, the mother and son sat at separate tables and hardly spoke a word to each other.

Pei Junchi had almost finished eating and had just put down his coffee cup when his cell phone rang. It was from an investment partner. When he heard that there was a problem with their joint project, Pei Junchi's voice unconsciously rose:

"What's going on? Don't you have an agent in place overseas? You're about to ship a batch, but now you're saying you don't want it?"

"We invested tens of millions of dollars in it!"

"If they don't want it, let them pay the penalty according to the contract."

"There is financing and investment involved. How could such a mistake happen when the financial report is about to be released at the end of the year?"

When Pei Junchi heard that the other party had only given a 10% deposit, and the samples they had sent were worth more than that, and there was no breach of contract clause in the contract, his head was about to explode:

"Okay, I get it. Why produce if we can't sell them? Of course we should stop."

"How did you write the research report? Didn't you say that a low-end, cheap phone would be enough? Why is there no signal when I go there? How did other people's low-end phones do it? If it can't connect to the Internet, what's the difference between it and a pile of scrap metal?"

I was expecting this investment to make money, but I didn't expect something like this to happen. I stood up and slapped my forehead. Pei Junchi was also furious:

"First solve the problem. If it can't be solved, just sell the parts and reduce the loss. Why are you holding on? No one wants the low-end machines we assemble, which are so backward that even birds hate them. Where else do you want to sell them?"

"Well, let's talk about it when we meet."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Junchi directly took the coat from the side and stood up. Mother Pei also became anxious:

"What's wrong? What happened? Do I have to pay for it? Is it serious?"

"The goods that were ready for export are stuck in our hands. We may lose some of them. I'll go see if I can save them. Mom, I'm leaving first."

Pei Junchi walked out of the restaurant in two steps. Behind him, Pei's mother opened her mouth and finally squatted back on the chair, her face pale:

The goods are in your hands?

Did he also hold back the goods?

Their family almost went bankrupt before, and Pei's father died because of failed investments and poor cash flow caused by overstocking. They have just recovered now, so I hope the same thing will not happen again!

Picking up her phone, Mother Pei wanted to do something, but somehow she ended up opening a news page, and a few sensational headlines came into view:

[Achieving greater glory: Sizong International achieves seventh consecutive profit]

[Double happiness: New breakthrough in four-axis technology]

[A successful year for both career and love, Mr. Yin’s past year]

Her eyes unconsciously focused on the photo of Yin Liting. All that came to Mother Pei's mind was the divination that Master Qinglong had given to Yu Qingluo. Only one thought kept circling in her mind:

A group worth hundreds of billions can still grow. Is it true that Yu Qingluo is blessed with good fortune for her husband?

Flipping through her phone, Mother Pei became increasingly restless.

Since Pei's father passed away seven years ago, the Pei family has been in decline and almost went bankrupt. Pei Junchi also broke up with his girlfriend. After that, for a long time, the family has been in a trough and struggled.

Thinking back carefully, it was only five years ago that things started to improve a little, and it was only in the past two years that I really turned around and rose rapidly. It seemed that it was all during the time I was dating Yu Qingluo.

As soon as they separated, Pei Junchi's investment business ran into problems, but Yin's was thriving and had been on the headlines almost every day recently, all with good news.

The more I thought about Mother Pei, the more aggrieved and annoyed I felt.

It felt like the goose that laid golden eggs had entered the house and then ran away. Who could balance that? In the end, she couldn't stay there any longer, so Mother Pei changed her clothes and went out.

……

On the other side, Yin Liting saw Yu Qing's circle of friends, and his mouth almost stretched to the sky. He liked her post and sent her a message:

[Good vision can’t be helped]

Yu Qingluo took a while to react to this sudden message, and then he almost spit out his coffee:

This is to be proud of her and praise himself~

Feeling someone's shamelessness, Yu Qingluo gave him a "shy face" emoticon in return:

[Husband, keep a low profile]

The two of them joked and chatted for a while, and then Yu Qingluo went to work on some work that came in. Although it was just a small episode, she was in a good mood that day until she got off work.

After chatting and laughing with colleagues while leaving the company, Yu Qingluo was about to drive, but when he turned around, he saw Pei's mother standing on the sidewalk not far away. Their eyes met, and she was actually smiling at him.

Feeling a chill down his spine, Yu Qingluo turned around unconsciously and looked behind him again.

Adjacent to the securities company is a comprehensive office building, which is almost entirely surrounded by parking spaces and is mostly occupied by employees, especially during rush hour.

Why is she here?

Seeing that there was no one familiar behind him, Yu Qingluo didn't think much about it. Not wanting to have any interaction with her, he didn't even go through the normal entrance and took a shortcut through the electric vehicle parking area and walked towards the parking lot.

Unexpectedly, just as she pressed the unlock button, Mother Pei came over:

"Luoluo——"

Turning back, she couldn't help but be surprised again:

She wouldn't have come here specially to see her, right?

Taking a few big steps forward, Mother Pei's attitude was unprecedentedly good:

"Well... I heard from Junchi that there are misunderstandings between you. Luoluo, mothers all want the best for their children. I was a little prejudiced against you because I heard some gossip before."

"Junchi came home a few days ago, didn't talk and just kept drinking. He was in a lot of pain and his business seemed to be in trouble. If you have time recently, can you go see him and comfort him?"

"He keeps talking about you..."

Rubbing the purse in her hand, Mother Pei looked awkward, as if she was asking for help but was too embarrassed to do so.

As she listened, Yu Qingluo's attention unconsciously fell on a middle-aged man in a jacket standing behind her. The man had a pointed face, a small moustache, and a string of wooden beads on his hand. He looked a little shifty.

Noticing her reaction, Mother Pei quickly explained:

"This is a distant relative of mine. He drove me there. He has never seen the world and has a bad habit of staring at people. He is just curious and timid. He has no bad intentions."