After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The secretary opened the door, and a tall young man in an expensive black suit walked in.

Wang Mingxuan, the prince of Dongjiang Group.He has a decent appearance, and is upright in his behavior and deeds, but under his father's prestige, his ability appears to be a little mediocre.Especially in the early years when Wang's father was seriously ill and retired to the second line, he came to power to lead Dongjiang, and his opponent was Mu Yan, a ruthless character. After the ups and downs, Dongjiang was pulled down from the position of the boss of Longcheng by Hongda.

However, his mind towards Song Qing has never changed.Even under the premise that the entire business community in Longcheng knew that Song Qing was Mu Yan's lover, Wang Mingxuan had never concealed his love for Song Qing, and even tried to take advantage of the opportunity to poach the wall many times, but he never succeeded.

Hongda is about to marry Percy, Song Qing's resignation, Mu Yan's secret funeral for her lover, the airline's death list is wrong... All these things can be known after a little inquiring.Not to mention, Song Qing came out to do it alone, and this big news spread throughout the industry in less than a day.

Wang Mingxuan came to visit the first time he heard the news.

"President Wang, please."

Song Qing invites people to the sofa, the water on the coffee table is already boiling, he washes the cups and pours water, the whole set of tea making movements is smooth and smooth, pleasing to the eye.

Wang Mingxuan admired the beauty making tea, "Song Qing, you've finally found your way back, I'm so happy for you."

"Mr. Wang, you're joking." Song Qing picked up the tea and put it lightly in front of him, "It's all about making a living. Now that I'm out on my own, I'm under a lot of pressure."

With a few words, he bypassed the topic.Obviously, Wang Mingxuan didn't want to keep talking about Mu Yan. He admired and liked Song Qing, and even though he was his opponent's confidant, he still couldn't stop his admiration.

"If you have any pressure, you might as well tell me, if you can help, I will definitely help you."

Faced with Wang Mingxuan's kindness, Song Qing's mouth curled up, and the smile on her face made the former fascinated.

"I would like to thank Mr. Wang in advance. But now, my company is just a small business, how can I have the opportunity to cooperate with Dongjiang?"

Lowering her head to rinse the teacup, Song Qing's well-articulated hands seem to be naturally suitable for this. The whole scene is quiet and elegant.Sitting opposite Wang Mingxuan, he felt extremely comfortable.

What the sweetheart said was right to the point. He leaned forward slightly, staring straight at the other person, "What are you talking about? In business, the first thing to do is to be reliable. Song Qing, your character and ability I am clear that your company is not very big now, but I happen to have a friend who wants to make some small investments. He doesn’t have much money, and he may not be taken seriously if he finds a big company. I think about it Go, find you is the most suitable."

"President Wang, this..."

Wang Mingxuan's words were obviously for the occasion, Song Qing of course understood.To be able to make friends with this kind of prince must be either rich or expensive.Besides, if someone really wants to find a small company, there are three similar signs within 100 meters of Longcheng Avenue, so they can find him?

It can only be said that Wang Mingxuan's favor is really beautiful.Song Qing made another cup of tea and handed it to the other party, and began to calculate slowly in her heart.

Seeing this, Wang Mingxuan couldn't help but add some firewood, "Song Qing, you don't have to refuse. Open the door to do business, is it possible that you don't make money if you have money?"

This makes sense.

Song Qing blinked and decided to accept the other party's kindness. "In this case, I would like to thank Mr. Wang."

"That's right, in the future, there will be more opportunities for us to cooperate."

Wang Mingxuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, "By the way, it's almost time for dinner. I introduced you to a business, so it's not too much to treat me to dinner, Boss Song?"

In the past, Song Qing would not have dinner with him alone to avoid suspicion, but now it is different.Song Qing couldn't find a reason to refuse, he chuckled: "President Wang is willing to have dinner with me, it's a great honor."

After Mu Yan ran into trouble at Song Qing's house last time, he decided to chill him out first.He asked Wan Fei to keep an eye on Song Qing's movements, and he took people to fly to the United States to discuss business.

This trip is a week.When he came back, he realized that Song Qing had set up her own business and became a small boss.

"One Nine Investment?"

Early the next morning after he came back to work, Wan Fei sent up all the information about Song Qing's company.

In fact, this small company Mu Yan knew about it a few years ago.With Song Qing's qualifications, it's normal for her to start her own company and start a small side business.Besides, Mu Yan vaguely remembered that this company was just a grass-roots team of a dozen people, and it really didn't make it to the top.

Mu Yan opened the folder and glanced at it. The data of this "Yijiu Investment" is very ordinary in all aspects, and there are a lot of them in Longcheng CBD.This kind of small business, if it weren't for Song Qing, would not even be qualified to hand over the materials on Mu Yan's desk.

The pen poked in the column of the company name, and Mu Yan always felt that something was wrong, "Yijiu...does this have any meaning?"

"This... I don't know much about it," Wan Fei scratched his nose, "You know, I was interviewed by Secretary Song when I came to Hongda."

When he first joined Hongda, he was an assistant to Song Qing, and he was promoted to be an assistant to Mu Yan later.This "Yijiu Investment" was registered by Song Qing before he came, and he really didn't know many things.

This small company really didn't have much to show for it. Mu Yanguang looked at the performance listed below, and after a little estimation, he knew that the annual net profit could only be spent as loose change by Song Qing.

In the past few years, Mu Yan has never treated Song Qing badly in terms of salary and dividends.Not to mention that after the two got married, although Song Qing always refused, he always asked the brand to send clothes, shoes and socks every quarter.

Food, drink, housing, transportation, he gave Song Qing the best.

He didn't believe it, how long could Song Qing leave him with that grass-roots team alone!

According to Mu Yan's original plan, he was going to hang out for ten days and half a month.But when Mu Yan came home from get off work these past few days, he always felt that everything was wrong.

Although the large flat floor with over [-] million yuan is elegantly decorated, it is always deserted when the lights are turned on every night.In fact, Song Qing hadn't been here for several days, but it was the first time that Mu Yan felt deeply... lonely.

A plane crash is like a tornado, fast and urgent.Before he could feel any loss, the great grief had already extinguished him.After he lost it and recovered it, he was busy with work, and when he really calmed down, this kind of loneliness in the dead of night was only bit by bit, like the rain on the eaves in the early morning, stretching and slender.

Mu Yan sat in the living room, turned on the projector, and randomly clicked on a nonsensical comedy.He poured himself a glass of wine, and the ice cubes fell into the glass with a crisp crashing sound.Good wine and a movie are the standard for a cozy night.

But the actors on the screen were giggling and laughing, but it became the most annoying background sound.Mu Yan simply turned it off, and the room returned to calm.

Moonlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating half the room.Mu Yan leaned back on the sofa, raised his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on the balcony.

"What's so beautiful about the moon?"

"Yes, come, let me tell you a secret."

"Ok?"

"Tonight... the moonlight is so beautiful."

"What kind of secret is this?"

"Fool, it's not romantic."

In fact, until now, Mu Yan didn't know, what kind of secret is the beauty of the moonlight?In his view, moonlight is not just scattered light from the sun.What romance is there in a cluster of scattered light?

How did that conversation end up?Mu Yan sipped his wine and suddenly remembered that he was the one who carried the person into the bedroom in the end to communicate with adults.

Romance is too unrealistic, isn't it more practical to satisfy each other's desires?

At least before tonight, Mu Yan thought so.Even now, he suddenly felt very lonely.That kind of loneliness is not the unsatisfied desire, but a kind of discomfort from the depths of the soul, like losing something.

Song Qing is not a noisy person, even if he is here, he will not chatter non-stop.In addition to turning on the computer to work, he often reads books and listens to music. He even wears headphones when listening to music, so that he will not disturb his cohabitants.

It was such a quiet existence, but now that it was gone, Mu Yan only felt that the room was too big and scary.Even the two-meter bed is as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

Mu Yan spent five days like this.He just went to work on the sixth day, and he immediately called Wan Fei into the office.

"Secretary Song's Yijiu investment?" Wan Fei has also followed his boss's instructions these days, keeping an eye on what's going on there, and he handed over the information in his hand, "The business is good. Secretary Song has taken over for the past half a month, and there have been quite a few New orders. But most of them are small customers, oh, it is worth mentioning that the second son of Mr. Chen of Chuangrong Group also hired Secretary Song as a financial advisor."

"The second child of the Chen family?" Mu Yan remembered all the famous people in the business world of Longcheng.A thin and sickly face immediately came to mind. "How did he find Song Qing?"

The second child of the Chen family is a rather special character.All the power of the Chen family is in the hands of the boss of the Chen family. This younger brother has no real power, but he has a lot of money in his hands, and his personality is relatively cowardly, so he rarely interacts with others on weekdays.He asked Song Qing to be his financial advisor, isn't that the same as giving money to his door for free?

"Uh..." Wan Fei swallowed, and unconsciously scratched his nose with his fingers.

Mu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Say."

Wan Fei took a deep breath, knowing that he would be swept away by the typhoon anyway, closed his eyes and said directly: "It is said that it was introduced by President Wang of Dongjiang."

"Wang Mingxuan?" Mu Yan was stunned at first, and then smiled back as if he was extremely angry, "Oh, he will be courteous!"

Wan Fei glanced quietly at the expensive ashtray in Mu Yan's hand, always feeling that it would die in the next second. "Actually... Mr. Wang's move is quite clever. Doing business with Mr. Chen is simple and easy to make money. If I were Secretary Song, I would definitely not refuse this opportunity to give away money for nothing."

"Yeah... Who would not want the money delivered to the door? Good, very good."

Mu Yan grinned ferociously on his face. He looked left and right, and finally seemed to find a point to vent. With a wave of his hand, there was a "bang bang", and a limited edition crystal ashtray of a certain brand flew onto the marble floor tiles, breaking into several large pieces.

Wan Fei's heart ached for a second, after all, it was enough for him to earn several months' salary.

Mu Yan picked up the car keys from the drawer, obviously wanting to leave.Wan Fei hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Mu, where do you want to go? There will be a transnational video conference later, and Percy is waiting for you to discuss cooperation details!"

These words successfully made Mu Yan stop.He glanced at Wan Fei, and then threw the key back on the table.

The video conference lasted all morning, and Wan Fei felt that his boss was about to lose his temper several times during the dispute.But fortunately, there was no danger, and finally ended successfully.

After the meeting, Mu Yan didn't even bring the driver and drove out by himself.

Song Qing's company is not close to Hongda, after all, the rent of the CBD office building where Hongda is located is very expensive.The office location of Yijiu Investment is in the high-tech development zone in the outskirts of Longcheng, where there are fewer people and the rent is relatively cheap.

It was the first time for Mu Yan to come here, and with the information Wan Fei sent up, he quickly found the area where Yijiu Investment was located.

The place here is big and the parking is very convenient. Mu Yan parked the car downstairs in Yijiu Investment.As soon as the engine was turned off, he saw two familiar figures coming out of the gate from a distance.

Both of them have outstanding looks, standing together is very seductive.But Mu Yan's entire face turned dark on the spot.

It was Wang Mingxuan and Song Qing.

The two talked while walking, Wang Mingxuan seemed to say something, and Song Qing laughed.

Why is he laughing?Is he and Wang Mingxuan that familiar?

There was smoke in Mu Yan's heart.

At this time, the takeaway boy in blue in front was trotting with a bag as if he was running towards Song Qing. Wang Mingxuan grabbed him and took him away.

Mu Yan didn't even want to push open the door and get out of the car without even pulling out the car key.

"Be careful."

"Ah, I'm fine, thank you."

Song Qing was taken aside by Wang Mingxuan, and finally avoided the catastrophe of being covered in soup.The takeaway boy also hurriedly apologized to him, and he waved his hand to indicate that it was all right, it was just a small accident.

Wang Mingxuan took the opportunity to enjoy the beauty in his arms, and jokingly said, "Thank you with sincerity, how will Boss Song thank me?"

Song Qing stood firm, glanced at the hand that was holding her, and replied with a little helplessness: "Mr. Wang, you will make others see our jokes. It's a big deal, I will treat you later."

"Okay," Wang Mingxuan leaned close to Song Qing's ear, just about to say something.At this moment, a strong force suddenly hit his face——

Wang Mingxuan was punched hard in the face, and he fell to the ground.

Before Song Qing had time to react, her strong arms pulled him into her arms, and the familiar cedar male fragrance burst into her nose.I only heard that familiar and cold voice saying word by word:

"Wang, you dare to move my people?"