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

Pei's assistant Mote, who was about to leave after taking the documents, was stopped by Pei Zigui.

"and many more."

"The movie my wife invested in was released recently. Go check it out and book a few days of screenings and invite Pei's employees to watch it."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

"Also, go to Mingbao Hotel tonight and let them know in advance. Leave a piece of strawberry cake for us." Pei Zigui paused and continued, "Forget it, add another piece of butterfly cake."

Assistant Mo, who was already numb, gradually got used to it. After carefully noting it down, he asked again: "Okay, Mr. Pei, does the Madam want anything else?"

"What about those pearl necklaces she asked for?"

Brother, how can it be so fast? Can I collect all the information I called this morning? Even the Dragon King of the East Sea can't do it!

Assistant Mote scratched his head and told the truth: "Some goods need to be transferred from abroad, which will take a few days."

"By the way, Mr. Pei, there will be a meeting later. The signal at the branch office has been adjusted."

"Shorten today's meeting."

As soon as Assistant Mo heard this, he knew that President Pei couldn't wait to meet his wife.

*

At the corner outside the cinema, Xu Mengan and the male lead stood face to face, talking and laughing. But it was obvious that Xu Mengan was just being polite.

"Li Li, this way." Xu Mengan gritted his teeth and waved, calling Jiang Ruoli over.

Jiang Ruoli walked over and saw that the half bucket of popcorn was held in Yan Shu's hand.

"Ms. Jiang is here. I was just talking to Ms. Xu. I have to go to Director Yu's dinner later. You can take my car."

Jiang Ruoli curled the corners of his mouth and politely declined the other party.

"No, we'll drive ourselves. You're a celebrity, so you better be careful."

Yan Shu looked at Jiang Ruoli pitifully with his puppy eyes, "Sister, are you concerned about me?"

Jiang Ruoli decisively denied: "No, I simply don't want to get involved in your entertainment industry affairs. An An, let's go."

"OK OK, let's go."

The two turned around and were about to leave.

"Ms. Jiang, your popcorn." Unexpectedly, Yan Shu was about to come over and grab Jiang Ruoli.

Jiang Ruoli suddenly retracted his arms and stepped back, unconsciously falling back half a step.

At this moment, an electric vehicle rushed out from the corner.

“Lili!”

"careful!"

"Ouch!"

*

In the conference room, the management on the other side of the screen was reporting on the project. Pei Zigui had a grim expression, and even though he didn't say anything, one could tell that he was feeling oppressive.

"If you guys only produce this kind of garbage after receiving funding, I think the branch should consider downsizing next year. Did you call me here just to waste time with you guys?"

The people below didn't even dare to breathe.

In this atmosphere, Assistant Mott hurriedly pushed the door open and whispered a few words to Pei Zigui.

Pei Zigui's expression suddenly changed.

Serious, solemn, and a little flustered.

"The meeting has been postponed."

After saying that, the man strode away in a hurry.

The pen on the table also fell to the ground.

"What happened? I've never seen President Pei so flustered."

"Is there any change in the stock market? Should I sell before the market closes?"

"So can we go home now? Or should we stay here and wait for the boss to come back?"

“…Hurry up and think of a new plan, or you’ll be fired!”

Pei Zigui looked so hurried that he didn't even have time to put on his coat. He kept pressing the elevator button, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Give me the car keys."

"???"

Special Assistant Mo looked at Pei Zigui in horror. Others might not know, but as the chief special assistant, he must know it very well.

Pei Zigui never drives himself because he has PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

When Pei was young, his mother died in a car accident. Pei Zigui was in that car and witnessed the death of his mother.

From then on, he rarely drove.

As the heir of a wealthy family, many things are necessary in case of emergency. But even if he passed the driving test, the luxury cars worth millions and tens of millions of dollars that Pei Zigui threw in the garage were basically bought to collect dust.

"Boss Pei, are you sure you want to drive yourself?"

Pei Zigui said nothing, but his cold eyes were filled with hostility, and just one glance at him was enough to make people feel cold under their feet.

The Maybach drove towards the hospital at an astonishing speed, stopped at the emergency room entrance and braked suddenly. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a loud noise.

"I'll go in first, you park the car and come up."

Assistant Mott held the seat belt tightly with both hands, his face was pale, and he wanted to jump out of the car immediately to have a good time.

Jiang Ruoli sat on the hospital bed, lowered his eyes and watched the doctor put on the bandage for him. His eyes were red and there were still tears in them.

Xu Mengan held her hand tightly and asked the doctor for the 108th time: "Doctor, are you really okay?"

The doctor sighed.

Xu Mengan: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Doctor, please don't sigh!"

"Girl, why don't you go see an ENT doctor later. I've told you many times that your friend really doesn't have any serious problems. It's just that his foot was slightly sprained before, and it got a little worse this time, but there's no fracture. He will recover after being immobilized for a period of time."

"As for the scrapes on your waist, her skin is white and thin, so it looks a little scary, but it's not serious. You are much luckier than those who were killed in car accidents."

It was just an electric bike driven by my aunt, it was very slow and the damage wouldn't be serious.

Xu Mengan patted his chest and said, "I was so scared at that time, but luckily nothing happened."

Yan Shu, who was standing nearby, was wearing a mask and a hat, and his voice was trembling a little, and it was unclear whether he was worried or afraid.

"Ms. Jiang, I'm really sorry, I just..."

"stop!"

Jiang Ruoli raised his head, his contemptuous eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

"Yan Shu, right? You and I don't know each other, and you don't have to stay here all the time. You won't get what you want from me. I'm not attracted to you."

The man whose secret was exposed had a trace of panic on his face: "Miss Jiang, you misunderstood, I just..."

"If you leave now, I may not mind, but if you stay a little longer, I'm not sure. My husband is very fierce and jealous. If he finds out that you are harassing me, you will be in big trouble."

After saying this, Jiang Ruoli shook his head and glanced at Yanshu with pity.

"Who is so blind as to harass you?"

A cold and unpleasant voice came from the door. Jiang Ruoli raised his head and saw Pei Zigui walking towards him with a sullen face.

Why aren't you wearing a coat in such a cold weather? That's not how you get good health, right?

By the way, he couldn’t have heard everything just now, right?

do not care.

Jiang Ruoli was still sitting on the bed, and she opened her arms to the man tenderly, "Hubby, hug me."

The provocative look directed at Yanshu indicated that he could get lost.

Yan Shu was stunned. Was this still the Miss Jiang who had been so cold and sarcastic to him just now? Was she so delicate in private? Her voice was so soft, any man couldn't stand it.

The man walked to the bed, and Jiang Ruoli instantly threw herself into his arms.

He couldn't help but take a second look.

"You don't want your eyes anymore?"