After being cheated into marriage by ex-boyfriend[Transmigration Book]

Many years later, in Dongcheng, a young man who used to hang out in the streets rose rapidly, and his career territory continued to expand.He is calm, wise, resourceful and ambitious enough. The half month under the bridge hole behind the dilapidated orphanage has become a shadow in his memory.

Only when the dream comes back at midnight, when the youth is trapped in the shadow of the past and cannot be freed.

There was always a small figure grabbing the hem of his clothes, crying that brother not to die.

Goodbye, the talented, gentle and polite boy from the School of Architecture.

He has indeed grown into a very good appearance as He Jidong wished, he did not suffer from hunger or cold, and lived a happy life.

He even took the initiative to come forward and said with a smile, I remember you.

There is a scar on the shoulder blade.

The child approached in the dark, and the picture of gently blowing air on his back became clear for a moment.

All the identity information included many details, He Cidong remembered it, and the boy with a gentle smile in front of him also remembered it.

In recent years, the outside world only knew that Yao Wenyu's name had been stamped in front of He Cidong in the boundary of Dongcheng.

His people cannot be provoked.

Probably only Yao Wenyu knew that He Cidong never mentioned the past in front of him except when they first met.

He gave him everything, met all requirements, but never accepted his liking.

He Jidong seemed to be returning favors.

The child saved his life, so there is no way to repay the favor easily.

He Cidong sent people downstairs, this is the old community, there are not many people at night.

Yao Wenyu spoke first and said, "You were supposed to go up and sit down, but there is something wrong with the circuit at home, and the repairman won't come until tomorrow."

He Cidong looked up: "Don't go up tonight, I'll find you a hotel."

"No need." Yao Wenyu smiled and said, "Besides, it's so late, it's hard to find a hotel."

He Cidong paused for five seconds, the car turned around, and said, "Let's go, come back with me tonight."

Yao Wenyu immediately grabbed He Cidong's arm, seriously: "No need." Yao Wenyu looked at him: "Besides, Cen Jing is now... different from before, and there will definitely be a quarrel when he goes back. There are Uncle Zhong and Mrs. Chen at home. , people must have gone to bed early, and I don't want to disturb it so late."

Half an hour later, at the entrance of a five-star hotel, He Jidong's car left the driveway.

The smile of Yao Wenyu who was standing in the shadow behind the car gradually disappeared.

He said that in He Jidong's place, he hopes that he is not special, but in fact, this specialness will become a bargaining chip for victory in many things.

Yao Wenyu pinched some small and large scars on the back of his hand almost nervously, until there were blood-soaked red marks on the back of his hand, which looked shocking at night.

But he didn't notice it, and Fu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

He Jidong's car drove back to Molinyuan's villa, but he didn't open the door immediately to enter, but sat in the car and took out a white box in the crack.

It was a pack of cigarettes, He Cidong naturally thought of someone.

The posture of smoking, the expression of looking at people with raised eyebrows.

There is no other person in the world who can randomly drop such things on his car.

He Cidong turned off the car lights, and walked around with the cigarette case at night.

He Jidong's cell phone rang, and the white and blue light illuminated the interior of the car, making the seated people look like a cold sculpture.

Because it was too quiet, the hands-free was not turned on, and the sound from the phone leaked a little.

"Mr. He, the latest report of your investigation has been sent to your mobile phone via email, remember to check it."

He Cidong kept quiet, and after two seconds: "There is no need to follow up in the future."

"...Okay, I see."

He Jidong finally opened the e-mail after hanging up the phone.

It's not like an investigative report, it's more like a life diary.

Everything from morning to night.

Including the short two-hour break at noon today, he also went out to have lunch with someone who was the person in charge of a network technology company called Yuke.

The upstart's prospects are promising, proving investors were right.

The photos are very clear.

In the restaurant, the man sat on the sofa chair with his legs crossed, looking at ease, talking with a man opposite him who looked older than him.

He invested 100 million in this company, and He Cidong knew about it.

A person who was so poor at the beginning with a savings of less than 200 yuan, finally got [-] million yuan but sold half of it without hesitation, this kind of courage and courage is not something ordinary people have.

He is not Cen Jing, at least not the original one.

The termination of the investigation meant that He Zidong had accepted the reality that sounded somewhat metaphysical, and did not intend to expose and explore it.

This is the case in the adult world, because you will gradually understand that not everything in this world must seek an explanation.

Cen Jing is avoiding confrontation with him, this is a person who can live in peace if you don't mess with him.

With the initiative in his hands, He Cidong doesn't have to worry about him turning the world upside down.

At eleven o'clock that night, Cen Jing walked into He Cidong's study again.

He was going to sleep after handing Zhong Ziliang to Uncle Zhong, but Yu Ke sent a document for him to review as soon as possible, so he was busy until He Cidong called him.

Cen Jing was wearing dark blue silk pajamas, because he was a little thin, he looked empty.

When he pushed open the door, He Cidong was standing by the bed with his back to him. Outside the window was a distant light. It was on, and there were still many sleepless people in the city.

Cen Jing walked in casually, put down a pair of slippers in his hand and said, "The pair you gave me last time has been cleaned, so I'll put them here."

He Cidong turned around and hummed.

Cen Jing looked at the coffee cup in his hand and asked him, "Is there any more? Give me one."

"If you have a stomach problem, not only do you smoke and drink, but you also drink coffee when you stay up late?"

Cen Jing thought, is this mocking him for committing suicide in front of him?Or do you want to say don't expect him to show a little sympathy and mercy?

He Cidong went to the coffee machine, and Cen Jingjing sat down on the stool by himself: "I can't help it, Mr. He should understand the pain of adults very well?"

He Cidong didn't look back: "Do you want candy?"

"Let's put it down, not too much."

Being honest in front of He Jidong is always more reliable than acting.

Recently, the effect has been very significant, at least there is no such thing as being slapped on the neck when meeting at the beginning.

He Cidong came over with a cup, put it on the table in front of him, glanced at him, then turned and sat down opposite.

Cen Jing picked it up and took a sip: "The coffee tastes good, I don't know how many times better than the company's tea room."

He Cidong didn't respond.

Cen Jing put down his cup and got to the point.

"What's up?"

He Cidong casually took out a document from the drawer and threw it on the table.

Cen Jing leaned over and picked it up.

He Cidong: "This is a divorce agreement drawn up in advance, which will automatically take effect after one year."

Cen Jing looked up at him instantly. The original body was indeed the agreement that was obtained a year later. Although it came into effect at a later stage, he got it so early now?

He Cidong put one hand on the table of expression, "You sign the agreement first, and you will follow Lao Yu to work on the company's projects this year. In addition, I will give you another 2000 million as start-up capital."

Cen Jing was really confused.

"Is this considered divorce compensation?"

He Cidong: "I will find another person to draft another document for divorce property."

Cen Jing turned over and raised his eyebrows: "You don't plan to let me leave the house without leaving the house?"

He Cidong glanced at him, "If you think about it, I can help you too."

"Don't, I owe it to myself."

Cen Jing recalled that although the ending of the original body was miserable, the divorce really didn't mention that he was asked to leave the house.Probably because the scene of dying in a rented house was too bleak, he conditioned him to think that He Jidong would take revenge on his original body and plot against him, so it was impossible for him to give him money.

In fact, according to the paranoid character of the original body, there is no need to be very likely to die.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be as poor as he was when he first came here.

Cen Jing never thought that one day, he would be able to discuss divorce property issues with a man so calmly.

But they are all wearing books, and other things are nothing.

The matter of divorce was already a certainty, so he was not surprised, but there was one thing Cen Jing didn't understand.

"Why did you give me money? And let me participate in the core project of "Shidu"?"

He Cidong: "I am a businessman."

Cen Jing: "..."

He Cidong: "Don't trade at a loss."

He Cidong: "Of course the money is not given to you for free. I need to earn the expected profit when it expires in one year, which is considered an investment."

"Invest in me?" Cen Jing raised his eyebrows: "Mr. He trusts me so much?"

"I have a basic judgment." He Cidong said.

Cen Jing was speechless. What He Jidong did was considered a kind of oppression, but compared to the Cen family's blood-sucking method, it was at best an exchange of benefits.

He Cidong saw that he needed money, so he gave him money.

For him, it is a bit of a painless thing to easily solve the trouble of divorce and get a higher return, which is worthy of the nature of a werewolf.

With little hesitation, Cen Jing moved the stool forward and stretched out his hand.

"Pen," he said.

Then there was an extra pen in Cen Jing's hand.

Compared with the powerful He Cidong's signature next to it, Cen Jing's handwriting is free and easy, and the writing is coherent and not sloppy.He didn't wear glasses at the moment, so his emotions fell into the eyes of others directly.

Cen Jing just finished signing, put down his pen, and handed over the document.

He Cidong withdrew his gaze, didn't look at it at all, and just opened the drawer and threw it in.

No one in the world will deliberately struggle with money.

Cen Jing thought that if he could get what he wanted within a year, it would be fine even if the other party was He Jidong.

He has no enmity with this person and doesn't mind cooperating.

"Is there anything else?" Cen Jing asked.

He Cidong: "Today's incident is only once, I hope there will be no second time."

Cen Jing immediately thought of the fact that He Cidong barely helped him during the dinner.

Cen Jing: "I didn't say that President He must come forward, did I?"

He Cidong: "Don't always do things as you please, I don't want to help you. Seek a doctor if you are sick, instead of getting drunk and going to the hospital to trouble others. In addition, do you know how much time and human favors need to be coordinated and wasted by the people gathered at that table? I don't have that much time to accompany you to perform farce."

Cen Jing half leaned on the chair, looking at He Cidong expressionlessly.

He Jidong also looked directly at him.

This person came back tonight and directly dumped him a divorce agreement, both for investment and for saying that he doesn't care about things.

Is the little lover blowing pillow wind?

Cen Jing: "If you have something to say, just say it directly. What exactly do you want?"

Sure enough, He Cidong: "During this time, you should move out of the house first."

Then a key was thrown.

"I've found a house for you. It's very close to the company. You can drive away."

Cen Jing's first reaction was that it was okay, he went to Er Chong to get the key to Yuanshen's mother's house, and sure enough, all the dogs in this world have similar ways of doing things.

On the way back tonight, I just thought that at least this person didn't do anything to drive him out of the house.

When he turned around, he was slapped hard, and his face hurt.

Cen Jing took a look at the key, raised his head and asked him, "Someone wants to live here?"

"You guessed it and asked?"

He Cidong is ruthless enough, it's like asking him why he should humiliate himself.

Cen Jing flicked the key, and smiled: "Mr. He has said everything, which makes me very embarrassed. If you tell me to move out, I will move out. I am your dog?"

The last sentence Cen Jing asked was very light.

He Cidong raised his eyes: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Cen Jing, what I'm waiting for is your words.

"With an additional 3000 million, the benefits will be divided into four and six, six for me and four for you."

He Cidong: "Have a big appetite?"

Cen Jing: "I'm sorry, I can't always suffer, right? After all, we haven't divorced yet, so I really don't feel bad about using your money."