The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Jiang Wanwan brought the banquet invitation sticker to the Bihai No. 1 Mansion. After getting out of the luxury car, Jiang Wanwan looked up at the familiar and unfamiliar building, feeling a little bit in her heart.

When she and Xi Heming just got married that year, as Mrs. Xi, Xi Heming accompanied Xi Heming to participate in the reception of top entrepreneurs and rich people in the province, and won the first batch of customers with her outstanding eloquence and profound knowledge. Time flies, and now she once again walked into the Bihai No. 1 Mansion, not as an affiliate of Xi Heming, but as the CEO of Jiangcheng Technology to attend the reception. She won an invitation letter for herself.

Jiang Wanwan walked into the No.1 Mansion in exquisite high heels and wearing a capable skirt. The company that met Jiang Wanwan at the reception and tried to use the Jiangcheng technology intelligent cloud platform has now become an old customer of Jiangcheng Technology and is very familiar with Jiang Wanwan. Now, I smiled and said hello when I saw her:

"Mr Jiang is here!"

"Jiang is always a busy person. I haven't seen you a few times. I must have a good chat tonight."

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that the anthropomorphic version of your smart home robot has started to be inside. Is it with a robotic arm?"

"Mr. Jiang, when will the new product launch conference be held? I can't wait! I have to grab one of the new version of the smart home robot this time!"

"The first generation of robots is already very smart. If you add a robotic arm, it is really perfect. But I guess the price is definitely not cheap. I don't know how much the first batch of pre-sales will be released. I really want to grab one. "

"Mr. Jiang, I'm an old customer of Jiangcheng Technology. You have to leave one for me when these home intelligent robots say anything. My old man was very excited when he knew that the new model had an arm. He gave me a death order and made me have to. Take one home and play chess with him."

"Oh, fortunately, your old man only needs one. My old lady asked me to grab three and go back. She said that she usually misses three in mahjong!"

Jiang Wanwan looked at the bosses around her with a smile on her face: "In the past, our Jiangcheng Technology products were all pre-sold, but Jiangcheng Technology can rise in just two years, thanks to all of you. With the strong support of the customers, I have specially reserved two hundred home robots for the old customers this time, but each person is limited to two."

The boss who said he was going to grab three sets to play mahjong with his mother was anxious: "Mr. Jiang gives me one plus one, or my mother's playing mahjong will change from one missing three to three missing one?"

The scene burst into laughter, music sounded, and Zhao Qingyang, the owner of Bihai No.1 Mansion, came out with his wife. After the brief opening remarks, Mrs. Zhao and a few old sisters went to the side to chat, and Zhao Qingyang was quickly surrounded by people.

Zhao Qingyang smiled and entertained a few words. Seeing Jiang Wanwan taking a glass of red wine from the waiter, he said to her, "Is it convenient for Jiang to come over for a chat?"

Jiang Wanwan gracefully walked in front of Zhao Qingyang, raised her wine glass and gently touched him: "I have heard of Mr. Zhao's name a long time ago, and I am really lucky to see it today."

Zhao Qingyang looked at Jiang Wanwan with a polite smile: "Mr. Jiang has not been a small player in recent years. Your home smart robot is really good. I heard that professional robots in your industry have also been used very well over the past year. Your robots are used in hotel theaters, and the reputation of customers is quite good."

Jiang Wanwan smiled and said: "We are also advancing in groping, and we can improve and upgrade according to the polite needs at any time."

"Young people have ideas and courage but are not arrogant or impetuous. I think the future development of Jiangcheng Technology must not be underestimated." After Zhao Qingyang's courtesy, he turned to business: "In addition to robots, your smart cloud platform does what it does. It is also very good, powerful, and customized for the enterprise. Although the company has only been established for two or three years, it has already lost half of the country in the field of intelligent cloud platform systems."

There was a proud look on Jiang Wanwan's face, but her tone was still very humble: "We still need to work harder."

Zhao Qingyang showed an appreciative smile on his face: "I saw the introduction of your company’s smart cloud platform a few days ago. I am very interested. I will return to Suzhou next week after my vacation. I don’t know if you and your team have time to go. Give us a good introduction to your smart cloud platform."

Jiang Wanwan showed a surprised expression and said quickly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for giving us the opportunity to showcase Jiangcheng Technology."

Zhao Qingyang raised his glass: "Okay, I will ask the secretary to make an appointment with you later."

The two clinked their glasses and drank them. Zhao Qingyang and other guests needed to entertain. Jiang Wanwan chatted with them and retired in due course, with uncontrollable joy and excitement on her face.

As a well-known large enterprise in China, Qingyang Group is an established company that is much stronger than Xi's Group in terms of capital and strength. If it can win the order of Qingyang Group, Jiangcheng Technology will never worry about money in the future.

As a young, beautiful and powerful female president, Jiang Wanwan was a dazzling presence at the reception. Many "young talents" brought in by her family all surrounded Jiang Wanwan by coincidence. The clear-eyed people with a clear purpose would know at a glance.

These "young talents" are the rich second generation. They came to the reception just to meet each other, trying to get a good impression of each other with the beautiful and family girls in the reception. When the relationship stabilizes in the future, they can start a business marriage or something like that. . Even if there is no suitable one, there are many ways for young men and women to make friends in the future.

Many rich second generations came and surrounded the wealthy daughters, and some aspiring and ambitious people focused on Jiang Wanwan. For them, beautiful vases were of no use, Jiang Wanwan was the golden mountain.

Although Jiang Wanwan accompanied Xi Heming at the reception as Mrs. Xi, some thoughtful people were afraid of the existence of Xi Heming and had no guts, but some felt that Jiang Wanwan and Xi Heming had never attended the reception together for more than a year. On the same occasion, many people wondered whether the woman who accompanied Xi Heming to the reception was Jiang Wanwan or not, maybe it was just similar in appearance.

After all, Jiang Wanwan was empty and did not wear a wedding ring.

As soon as Xi Heming entered the reception, he saw a group of young men dressed like dogs around Jiang Wanwan. Jiang Wanwan was in a good mood because she was about to win the big deal from Qingyang Group. She held a wine glass and chatted with the group of people around her. After all, young people are active in thinking, maybe any idea can touch her innovative thinking.

And these men could easily get to Jiang Wanwan's side, and they all tried their best and exhausted all their talents to chat with Jiang Wanwan. Although there is no depth, it is quite interesting. Jiang Wanwan's brows and eyes are curled by the men around him from time to time, and she seems to be in a very happy mood.

At this moment, a handsome-looking young man walked up to Jiang Wanwan, lowered his head and said in her ear: "Mr. Jiang, I have already called the company to inform them, and they are going to go to Qingyang Group for materials."

Jiang Wanwan nodded, raised her head and whispered, "Zhao's secretary is here too. Go and meet him, make an appointment to visit Qingyang Group, and chat with him as much as possible to understand the situation."

"Okay!" The handsome assistant nodded and turned to leave, and the "young talents" came round again.

Seeing this scene, Xi Heming felt sour. At some point, Jiang Wanwan was surrounded by men of all kinds. Has she forgotten that she still has a husband?

Xi Heming didn't care to say hello to Zhao Qingyang, and strode to Jiang Wanwan's side. Faced with surprised eyes from all walks of life, Xi Heming smiled affectionately at Jiang Wanwan: "Wanwan, long time no see!"