The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

"Boss Pei, everything is ready. We can start the meeting tonight early."

Since Jiang Ruoli came to the company, Pei Zigui moved the evening meeting forward to the afternoon.

He wanted to take time out to take her out for dinner.

After leaving the office and seeing Vivian, Pei Zigui paused slightly, with a hint of worry between his brows.

"She's sleeping in the lounge, keep an eye on her."

Vivian's usually cold voice rose slightly: "Okay, I understand."

Jiang Ruoli really didn't expect that he did nothing but sleep all day. Fortunately, he only slept for more than half an hour before waking up.

She stretched herself, poked her head out from under the quilt, and reached for her phone. She checked the time. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the room was dark.

Pei Zigui must have closed the curtains for her before leaving.

My body was dry and not sticky at all. Pei Zigui must have some conscience and cleaned himself up.

But where is her skirt? How did it become a man's shirt?

Jiang Ruoli, a well-educated and well-mannered man: "Where are my clothes?"

A message came from the other end soon.

Plastic Husband: "Awake?"

"Your clothes are dirty. I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable sleeping in them, so I changed my shirt for you."

Well-educated Jiang Ruoli: "Then what should I wear?" "Vicious·jpg"

Plastic husband: "I've asked someone to buy you a new skirt. Don't be angry. I won't do this to you next time."

Jiang Ruoli, a well-educated and well-mannered person: "There won't be a next time!"

Come over to bring some soup and put yourself to bed.

Not only on the bed, but also on the table.

Knock, knock, knock! There was a knock on the door of the lounge and Vivian's voice came from outside.

"Madam, Mr. Pei said you are awake."

"come in."

Vivian paused outside the door and explained, "Boss Pei locked the door before he left. The door to the lounge can only be opened from the inside out. I might need you to open it for me."

What kind of door is this? It's so troublesome...

Jiang Ruoli rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers, went to open the door for Vivian, and opened the curtains by the way.

As soon as Vivian came in, she saw the orange-yellow sunlight coming in from behind Jiang Ruoli, who was wearing a loose men's shirt.

Obviously, it’s Mr. Pei’s.

Two buttons were open, making one want to take a closer look.

The length of the shirt just reached Jiang Ruoli's thighs, and her long legs were white and slender. Because she had just woken up, her face was still innocent.

For no reason, it makes people want to hold her in their arms.

Vivian was stunned for a moment. Oh my God, what a damn good life President Pei is living.

Jiang Ruoli saw that Vivian was holding two bags of clothes, which were brands he often patronized.

"Is this dress mine?"

Vivian recovered and said, "Oh, yes, this is the skirt that President Pei asked me to buy for you."

Jiang Ruoli glanced at the gift box of skirts, her eyelashes flickering, "Two?"

"Both."

Vivian opened them one by one, and couldn't help but think of what Mr. Pei said after he reported his wife's size.

"She's quite delicate, so remember to pick the best material. Also, buy two extra pairs and let her choose."

His eyes fell on two skirts, one black and one white. Vivian had good taste, and Jiang Ruoli's eyes showed a little more approval.

"It's beautiful. Thank you."

Vivian was flattered. "Then take your time changing. I'll be out first."

In the conference room, many people have noticed that President Pei is not in good shape today. He has ticked his watch no less than ten times, as if something urgent has happened.

Especially after looking at the phone just now.

But even so, Pei Zigui was still able to hear the problems in the data at the first moment.

"Twenty years ago, the real estate industry was indeed a lucrative business, but now it is 2024. If you are complacent and still limit your vision to this field, I don't think it is necessary for Pei's company to spend so much money to support you every year."

"In the next year, Pei's company will gradually reduce its investment in real estate, or even withdraw its investment. We need to take a long-term view and see the future prospects."

"Li's company in Hong Kong is interested in long-term cooperation with our company, mainly focusing on artificial intelligence. Within half a month, I hope to come up with a plan that satisfies both parties. Is there any problem?"

The man's voice was calm and clear, without any waves, but the sense of oppression from a superior could not be ignored, revealing a sharp warning.

"If that's ok, let's get off work early today."

After Pei Zigui finished speaking, he left the meeting room without any reluctance, leaving a group of people looking at each other in shock.

"What? We can go home now? Has any meeting like this ever taken less than two or three hours?"

"Did I hear you wrong? Half a month? A full half a month! What good news did Mr. Pei have today? Did the company's stock go up?"

"I heard that the president's wife came to the company today. I guess she is in a hurry to find her wife."

"Boss Pei doesn't look like this kind of incompetent ruler."

"I met the president's wife on the first floor at noon. With that look and that figure, I can only say that no one can resist being a tyrant."

"You're not motivated to leave work. There's something wrong with your brain. Why are you still here? Leave work!"

A group of people rushed out of the meeting room.

Not long after, dozens of pairs of eyes saw the serious President Pei coming out of the president's office holding a woman in a black dress and carrying a lady's bag in her hand.

The woman was wearing slippers that were as big as boats and were wobbling as if they were about to fall off at any time.

She lay on Mr. Pei's chest, mumbling something in a delicate voice, and seemed a little unhappy.

"My third uncle, he's really the president's wife!"

"I haven't looked this white even after being dead for half a month. Madam, your figure is so good!"

"What a pity, I didn't see his face."

Pei Zigui held the person tightly in his arms, without revealing even a bit of him, so they naturally couldn't see his face.

Not long after, he carried Jiang Ruoli into the exclusive elevator and disappeared without a trace.

A group of people were still blocking the entrance, looking around and gossiping. Vivian showed up in time and reminded them with a cold expression:

"Don't look at it. You'll be charged if you look at it again."

Everyone dispersed.

Jiang Ruoli was carried into the car and kicked off Pei Zigui's huge slippers, which she had found in the lounge.

It was because the straps of her high heels broke for no apparent reason.

So sometimes, expensive things are not necessarily of good quality.

Miss Jiang was so angry that she immediately said that she would never buy any pair of shoes of this brand again!

Pei Zigui would not believe such words. Next time a new nice model came out, Jiang Ruoli would definitely buy it home happily.

"Be good, wear my shoes and I'll take you to dinner."

"Your shoes are too big. I can't walk in them. They damage my image as the president's wife."

"Okay, then I'll carry you down. Is that okay, Madam President?"

Pei Zigui pinched Jiang Ruoli's wrinkled nose lovingly, and before she could reply, he bent down and picked her up.

So the scene that happened later happened.

Jiang Ruoli lifted his foot and said in a distressed tone: "Where are you taking me to eat? Can you buy me a pair of shoes first?"

Pei Zigui followed him into the car and frowned slightly when he heard the words.

"not good."

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