After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

"Devil?" Yu Jingzhe grabbed Yang Yixiao's hand suddenly, his eyes were extremely fierce, "What does this mean? Please explain to me clearly."

Yang Yixiao swallowed, the past that had been hidden for a long time was uncovered by naked. At this moment, he was at a loss, "He, I don't know, but in London, he has many admirers. Everyone likes him, but those who pursue him His people will all be unhappy..."

Suddenly, he clasped Yu Jingzhe's hand tightly, "Azhe, isn't he already dead? He, he has passed away. Now it's me, Azhe, it's me standing in front of you now?"

Yang Yixiao pulled out an ugly smile, he seized the only chance to survive like a drowning man, and begged Yu Jingzhe: "I am not planning to go back to England, and I will settle down in Longcheng from now on. Ah Zhe, let us forget the past and start over again. Let's get started, okay?"

"Do you remember, when you confessed to me at your home, saying that you like me! I like you too, really!"

In the end, he couldn't help but wanted to hug the man forward, but he was pushed away by a strong force.

Caught off guard, Yang Yixiao was violently pushed to the ground. He looked up at the frost-faced man, with obvious contempt and contempt in his eyes.

"Yang Yixiao, back then I thought my dad was too much, and I owed you. However, you lived so well in England, and even joined forces with other people to design me. Between you and me, it's clear. "

Yu Jingzhe looked at the person he had missed so much, but at the moment his heart was extremely calm, "You go."

Eye sockets widened suddenly, Yang Yixiao heard the meaning behind these words, this man...doesn't want to see him again.

The whole person seemed to have taken root, Yang Yixiao sat on the ground blankly, not moving.Seeing this, Yu Jingzhe directly pressed the inside line.

Soon, the security guard came in and "pleased" the person away.Before Yang Yixiao was forcibly taken away, she desperately shouted Yu Jingzhe's name.

As soon as the heavy door was closed, Yu Jingzhe finally returned to the quiet room.

The ground was full of documents scattered everywhere. Yu Jingzhe walked into it, knelt down and picked up the folder. It was full of information about Yang Yixiao, except for a palm-sized photo at the end.

In the photo, Song Qing was wearing a long camel-colored windbreaker and leaning against the lamp post, her curly black hair was a little disheveled by the wind. He had a cigarette in his mouth, a lighter in one hand, and the other was blocking the wind.

Rubbing the man with a bit of wild beauty with his index finger, Yu Jingzhe remembered that the private detective he hired reported to him yesterday that it was very difficult to find information about Song Qing in the UK, and it would take more time.

"A demon?" Yu Jingzhe lowered his eyes, and Song Qing's dazzling figure at the party that night flashed in his mind, and in an instant, his gaze became wild and dangerous.

Even if it is a devil, he still locks this extremely evil goblin at home. His laughter, his cries, and all his joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys can only be owned by him forever.

"So, now is the time to sit back and wait?"

With the bold gray and black contrasting color design as the main theme, this room is full of modernist style and maverick. It can be seen that the owner's aesthetics is extremely avant-garde.

A small metal ball rolls back and forth on the two-meter bed, as if doing exercise.

In the cloakroom of the room, a beautiful and delicate man was standing in front of the mirror, tsk-tsk said: "It's really wild."

Hearing this, 669 jumped to his side and whistled on the spot, "If the Son of Luck is here, I'm afraid you would be willing to let him die on your body."

It's not that it's exaggerating, Song Qing's outfit is really too hot now.

A black low-cut suit with a smooth cut, a large piece of breast meat exposed at the cross collar, and a hollow design on the right waist, so that the white and slippery waist is so bare.

The suit, which is obviously old-fashioned and serious, has completely become a very erotic/erotic clothing.Song Qing flipped through the brand, it was a big luxury men's ready-to-wear brand in the UK.

There are more than half of similar clothes in this closet, and the "Master Song" of this plane really knows how to play.Thinking of this character's "brilliant record" in the past, 669 suddenly had a whim, "Why don't you just go to sex/seduce the son of luck like this, maybe you two will fight for seven days and seven nights, and in the end he will die if he is exhausted. It's on you."

It's not impossible either.

Song Qing raised her eyebrows, looking at her own system as if she was looking at a fool. "Is it ugly that you can't even use your brain?"

669: "...Agreed, reject the ginseng cock!"

Song Qing faced the mirror, fiddled with her hair slowly, and lazily said: "This game is much more interesting than the previous planes, I want to kill all of them."

It's not a silly and sweet character, it's more exciting to play.

"The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny." 669 sorted out the current situation carefully, and did not hold much hope for Song Qing's words: "Since the last banquet, how long has it been since you and the Child of Luck? Three weeks? Or a month?"

Just sitting at home like this, could it be that Yu Jingzhe has forgotten him?

"To be exact, it's one month and five days." Song Qing corrected him.

669: "So, it's been a long time to wait and see!"

"A qualified hunter must have a lot of patience. If the rabbits want to bump into them by themselves, they have to find their way." Song Qing finished tidying her hair, at this moment, the mobile phone on the low table next to her suddenly rang .

There is information coming in.

Song Qing opened the phone, and after reading the message, she raised her hand to 669, "Look, the rabbit finally found the right way."

Recently, many interesting things have happened in the business circle of Longcheng.

For example, the board of directors of Song's paper industry was reshuffled, and the chairman was originally Song Xingguo's only son. Song Qing, who holds more than 50% of the shares, has now become the absolute power of the Song family.

For example, Mr. Song, who has been studying abroad for many years, does not know how to run a company, so he entrusts the entire company to the vice president Ji Ankang.And this vice president Ji happened to be the former general manager of Feihong Investment.

For another example, Song signed a cooperation agreement with an overseas cultural company after the new chairman took office to provide the other party with large quantities of new environmentally friendly paper.The delivery deadline is approaching, but Song's factory has a problem. The paper it produces fails to meet foreign standards, and now it is facing a crisis of high compensation...

In the chairman's office of Song's Paper Industry, slender legs are crossed on the table. The owner of this office looks up lazily at the person coming, "You can't think of anything?"

Ji Ankang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and sighed slightly, "The delivery will be delivered in a month, and now we can't make up the huge amount even if we don't sleep. What's more, it will take a lot of money to repurchase raw materials." cash flow."

Song Qing put down her legs and stood up. When he came to the vice president of his family, his expression finally became serious, "At the beginning, you said that we can produce this kind of paper, so you signed this contract."

"Don't be angry, Mr. Song." Ji Ankang showed a helpless expression, "I had invited experts to evaluate and guide us, and our machines were indeed fine. It was because the United States suddenly adjusted the standards that this happened. Besides, that company... isn't it Mr. Song, did you say that you can consider cooperation?"

"You—" The man who has always been lazy and casual frowned, and his displeasure and worry were leaked from the corners of his mouth.

When Ji Ankang saw this, he curled up his mouth and put his hands on his shoulders, "Okay, don't worry. Actually, I have also thought of a way. If the company's funds are really unable to turn over, there is another way to mortgage the shares."

Hearing this, Song Qing pushed him away, her eyes were full of vigilance, "You want me to mortgage the shares?"

Ji Ankang still maintained that gentle and polite smile, "Don't be so nervous. It's very common to mortgage the working capital of shares. It's okay to get the money to tide over the immediate difficulties first, and make up for it later?"

"You put it lightly." Song Qing sneered, "What if I can't redeem it by then?"

Ji Ankang sighed again, and held his boss's shoulders again like he would deal with a naughty child, "No way. Trust me, I've seen this kind of thing a lot, and there will never be any problems."

"Does your guarantee count?" Song Qing stared straight at him, and suddenly, he evoked a wicked smile, "You want me to trust you, that's fine, you also take out the shares as collateral, how about it? "

Ji Ankang owns 23% of Song's shares.

Didn't expect him to mention this, Ji Ankang was slightly startled, but soon, he nodded his head while changing his eyes, "Okay, if this is the only way you can rest assured, then that's good, I will take 10%, and you will also take it." How about 20% of the shares being mortgaged together?"

Song Qing shook her head directly, "No, this cooperation case was originally an accident in your hands, you should take responsibility, you take 20% out."

Seeing him being so serious, Ji Ankang thought about it for a moment, and finally seemed helpless. "Okay, just listen to you."

Hugging the seductive goblin in front of him into his arms, Ji Ankang sniffed the fragrance in his hair, but his eyes flashed brightly. "President Song, as I said, I will definitely help you."

Letting the man hug her, Song Qing leaned her chin on the other's shoulder, but narrowed her eyes slightly to hide all displeasure and calculations.

……

The factory is waiting for funds to repurchase raw materials, but Ji Ankang said that he has never been able to find a bank or other company willing to let them mortgage their shares.

It seems that someone in the dark is manipulating everything.

The day is approaching day by day, but the money has not been in place.The news that Mr. Song of the Song family was raising money quickly spread throughout the business world as if he had grown wings.

Today's Song Qing, since her stunning appearance at the Dragon City Chamber of Commerce, I don't know how many rich and famous people have secretly dreamed of this fiery rose.Now that the Song family is in crisis, many people are ready to move.

Tonight is the [-]th birthday banquet of Wu Qiang, the food tycoon of Dragon City, and Song Qing came early.After entering the arena, there were many people who offered him an olive branch.

These people have a clear purpose.

Song Qing dealt with them cleverly, but, during the gap in the last bathroom, he was still blocked in the aisle by a real estate agent.

The world of adults doesn't need too many meaningless pretense, the other party is very straightforward, he pays, and Song Qing is his lover.

The man spent a lot of money, and the price he quoted could completely allow the Song family to survive this crisis.

The moment he fell silent, a cold male voice sounded beside the two of them: "Boss Lin, you are so enthusiastic about helping, Madam Lin must have known about it, she must be very touched."

The man in front of Song Qing, Mr. Lin saw the person coming, and immediately faltered: "Yu, Mr. Yu? Why are you here?"

The man who came out of the shadows was like a sculpted man with perfect body proportions and a handsome face that made countless men and women go crazy for him. His eyes fell on Song Qing, but he opened his mouth and said, "I just happened to pass by. .However, Mrs. Lin has been looking for you just now."

At this time, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Lin who was already showing embarrassment, "Aren't you going to accompany her?"

In the industry, Mr. Lin is notoriously afraid of his henpeck.Because he has today's achievements, all rely on Mrs. Lin's natal family.

At this point, Mr. Lin could only take a reluctant look at Song Qing, and then left quickly.

The beauty leaning against the wall raised her eyebrows and looked at the person who came, only evoking a mocking smile, "I remember Mr. Yu is not a dog? Why did you start to meddle in other people's business?"

The rose in front of him bloomed lazily, revealing a seductive fragrance, luring the spectators to forcibly pick it off.Yu Jingzhe's eyes suddenly darkened, he walked up to Song Qing step by step, and then——

With a stretch of his long arm, he wrapped his arms around the familiar waist and brought her into his arms.

The two bodies are tightly attached to each other, and each can share the breath of the other.

Feeling the nostalgic smell in his arms, Yu Jingzhe said in a hoarse voice: "Once something happens to Mrs. Song, you're going to sell it again, right?"

Song Qing's expression changed slightly, Yu Jingzhe leaned forward, and the two got very close, as if they were about to kiss at any moment.

I only heard the man's voice sounded like it was overheated, extremely hot: "Once raw, twice cooked, why don't you sell it to me, how about it?"