A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

Chapter Three Hundred and Eighth

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The door of the meeting room closed again, and the shareholders were headless, looking at the master anxiously.

Shen Mocheng's face was expressionless, his aura was cast, and his thin lips sneered, "I will deal with this matter, and it will never affect your interests. People from the Commercial Crime Division will definitely receive reports from someone. This reporter does not It's impossible to report if you are familiar with Zhuoyi's internal situation. There is no doubt that the company has a ghost."

He didn't say anything, who is that inner ghost.

After the conference room was dismissed, Zhang Qing stepped forward, and suddenly Mr. Shen threw a document on the ground, and smiled as if: "Chi Xi is playing quite big. The people behind her are really not easy. Snipe and clam are fighting, fisherman. It's profitable, it's a great abacus!"

Zhang Qing was surprised: "Mr. Shen, do you mean that the reporter is Chi Xi?"

The man took out a cigarette very hostilely and really laughed: "I am under investigation here, and Shen Haoyu is also under investigation. Who else is looking forward to Shen Haoyu's downfall more than me?"

Zhang Qing had an epiphany.

"Watch her closely!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Mocheng took the lawyer and arrogantly and lazily went to the Bureau of Investigation of the Commercial Crime Bureau.

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At the same time, at GE's 55th floor president's office, Shen Haoyu stood up and stared at the subordinates who came to report, with surprise on his face: "Commercial Crime Division investigating Zhuoyi?"

"Yes, President, our people at Zhuoyi just called."

Shen Haoyu sat back in the chair, frowning, lost in thought.

The subordinates said: "I don't know what bad luck Zhuo Yi has gone. The matter investigated by the Commercial Crime Bureau was stabbed out. Now in the stock market, the trend of Zhuo Yi's just picking up has begun to fall again."

Shen Haoyu waved his hand and his subordinates went out.

This trend is a bit off track, Shen Haoyu leaned back in his chair, frowned and closed his eyes.

The phone rang.

He took it out of his trousers pocket, glanced at the caller number, and his elegant face immediately sank.

Suddenly he turned his eyes and made a connection, and there was a certain idea in his mind!

He stood up, put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, walked to the French window, his thin lips almost pressed into a line, and he couldn't control his emotions after answering the phone: "How much do you want me to hate?!"

There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone, erratic.

Not knowing what he said, Shen Haoyu's expression changed, and when he was about to speak, he hung up.

He turned around and threw the phone to the ground!

The temper that has been in control for many years always tears her face apart in front of this woman.

Looking at the electronic clock, there are still five hours before nine o'clock at night.

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At half past five, Gemini Tower is off work.

On the 30th floor of the President's Office, Chi Xi didn't say hello to any of his colleagues. When time was up, he picked up the LOEWE handbag and walked into the elevator.

"Look at her like that!"

"People's LOEWE bag, Givenchy's perfume is placed in the drawer as an air freshener, of course we won't pay attention to us.

"..."

The elevator's double doors were noisy, and Chi Xi looked up blankly, staring at the miserable white light above her head.

In fact, she felt that her world was also of this color.

By the way, she just doesn't need anyone to like it.

The people who care the most do not like themselves, and these so-called colleagues are a cross!

Get out of the Twin Towers square and stop a taxi.

"Where is the little girl going?"

She stared at a call log on her phone in the afternoon and smiled inexplicably, "A street away, in the city center square."

The driver's master turned around and glanced at the rear-view mirror. She was a pretty young girl, but she was so indifferent to her voice, and she also had a high spirit of being uncomfortable with others.16 Novel Network www.book16.com

The downtown square gathers luxury brands from all over the world. It is estimated that she is a rich lady.

Five minutes later, the taxi stopped.

Chi Xi came down and went straight into a luxury brand women's clothing store, and found the counter manager: "Bring me a dress suitable for a night date. The latest season."

The counter manager saw the bank card and politely went to get a sample.

Chi Xi turned around, glanced over the rows of expensive and luxurious women's clothing, tears were expressionless, and the eyes washed by tears were so ironic.

There is a girl, you think she can afford all the clothes in this store.

Very rich.

But she only has money.

She stared at the slender figure reflected on the glass window, as if she had seen herself coming to an end.

But she is always guilty, constantly wanting to give herself hope, Xiaoer tonight is just another humiliation.

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After leaving the luxury brand store, Chi Xi knew that someone was following her.

On this day, she doesn't need to care.

I took a taxi and went to the high-end apartment in the west side.

A month later, when the door was opened, there was another smell of dust that no one lived in.

She put down her bag, took off her small professional suit, rolled up her shirt and sleeves and opened all doors and windows. At a height of a dozen stories, the cold night wind blew in, and the smell disappeared in no time.

She carried the ingredients she bought into the kitchen and put on an apron.

At eight ten ten, a few Cantonese dishes came out of the pot. She tasted them one by one and confirmed that they were light and delicious. A column was dug in the egg custard and a mint was buried.

I went to the bathroom to wash, put on light makeup, and put on a new dress from the store, with a pair of vintage burgundy thick heels.

In the next time, there is only waiting.

The house is very big, the style is suitable for little girls, and the furniture is also very poor, but when she glanced at it, it was empty everywhere.

She didn't dare to look more, afraid of the feeling of loneliness that only the clock on the wall was ringing, and she found it ridiculous. Isn't it the feeling that she has been living?

What is she doing?

Close your eyes, look for it, look for it carefully for so many years, you can find the memories that touch the word'good'.

Finally, the wall clock rang three times at nine o'clock.

How punctual is that person, just after the bell, the knock on the door rang.

Chi Xi jumped off the bar, and her thick heels of five centimeters shook her heels. She laughed again, making sure that he waited for a few minutes or ten minutes outside the door, and knocked on the door at nine o'clock.

Because he didn't want to stay with her for even a minute.

But she missed him very much.

This longing made a girl's always hostile and cold eyes show soft light, she opened the door, the corridor was dark, and the room was decorated with colorful light by her.

And her clean face, half in the gloom, half illuminated by the light like a shelled egg.

She really laughed, facing the elegant and slender figure standing outside the door, tears in her eyes, but her voice was sweet from the heart: "You are here."

And this man, his gaze is looking sideways to the other side of the corridor.

He was cold from the inside to the outside, without any expression. He was silent for a while, very simply and impatiently: "Hand over things."

He was cold from the inside out, without any expression. He was silent for a while, very simply and impatiently: "Hand over things."

Chi Xi raised her head and looked at this really good-looking man obsessively in tears. He was clear and sharp, gurgling like water, with his unique and fascinating temperament.

Once saw him, it was like seeing the warmth of the whole world.

now.Her smile is so numb = numb.