Revenge To Almost Lover: This time, Your’re Mine

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the famous Sheng Chong: Wife do not want to escape the latest chapter!Xu Nianyi's question asked Dai Lisi all of a sudden. Dai Lisi was taken aback, her milky white face stiffened, but quickly returned to normal, her red lips curled up with a bright smile, and she said with a big grin: "Ha-he It's your husband, and you are the adopted daughter of your uncle. Even if you don't know him, your cousin will get to know him from the side!" Dai Lisi hurriedly continued to find new reasons to prevaricate.Xu Nianyi nodded suddenly and agreed, "That's right, Caesar is a gossip sometimes."

Dai Lisi was finally relieved, and quickly changed the subject with a smile: "Don't always mention the sad past. We can't change the past. We still have to think about the new life. Anyway, you are the adopted daughter of the Rosefield family. You won’t be unable to marry this identity. Besides, there is also Li Tianyu next to you. Even if you really don’t like Li Tianyu, let’s consider other young talents. I heard from my friends that France has a very Hot male model, good looks, how about someday we two will see and see?"

"Female hooligan!" The Hongxia that finally faded on Xu Nian's face rose again, stretched out her hand to press on Dai Lisi's shoulder, and yelled angrily, "I'm fighting with you--"

"Haha..." Dai Lisi smiled and avoided Xu Nianyi's attack, and blinked at her with a variety of styles. "How can you understand those male models if you don't try? Besides, this is what you want. ."

"Daisi, you will teach my son bad sooner or later!" Xu Nian picked up a pillow at hand and threw it at her...

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Africa, Abuja, the capital of Nigeria.

Sitting north in the spacious office, he threw a document in his hand on the face of a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"How do you explain the termination of the contract between LK Group and us? You followed up on this project from start to finish, and now you actually tell me that the other party has terminated the contract for no reason?"

The middle-aged man said tremblingly: "Mr. Wen, LK Group has paid a huge amount of liquidated damages, and our company is not at a loss..."

"Go to his liquidated damages!" Xiang Bei said rudely, "Do I care about the money? If each of our partners pays us the liquidated damages and then does not cooperate with us, then our business Do you want to do it?"

"Yes……"

"Yes, you know it! I ask you the reason! Why did they end their partnership with us?" Xiang Bei roared angrily.

The middle-aged man said tremblingly: "I am not very clear about this, and I heard from the people in the headquarters that over the past year, as many as dozens of companies have terminated the cooperative relationship with Wen's. Pay a liquidated damages for the contract."

Xiang Bei took a deep breath and glared at the middle-aged manager, "Get out! Get out and do something!"

After the manager left, Xiang Bei loosened his tie, picked up the phone and called the older brother Wen forward.

"Brother, I have something to ask you, are there many of our partners who have terminated the contract with us recently?"

Wen Xiangqian was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yes, the company's performance is now declining very sharply, and the stock price continues to fall. In just six months, we have evaporated tens of billions."

Surprised to the north, although tens of billions are nothing to the Wen consortium, it is also unprecedented.

"Have you found out what it is for? Our reputation has always been good, and the consortium has been making profits. Why did they give up the opportunity to cooperate with us to make money?"

"I'm already checking it. Judging from the information I have so far, someone should be deliberately suppressing us. However, it is still unclear who it is."

Xiang Bei was guilty for a while, because he was afraid that the people behind the suppression of the Wen Consortium were the Rosefield family or the Hilton family, and these two families had offended him.

Wen Xiangqian seemed to be aware of what Xiang Bei was thinking, and said lightly: "Don't guess, the intuition given to me is not the work of the two big families. If they want to fight us, they won't use this method at all. In front of them, we don’t even have room to fight back."

"If it weren't for them, who would there be? We haven't offended anyone?"

"Don't think about it. I already know what happened on your side. You can't blame you for this. Next, you'd better stabilize your military spirit and let those companies that cooperate with us have confidence in us. !"

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Bei's brows frowned, and an ominous premonition gradually enveloped his heart. Could it be him?

He stirred up a cold war with Lingling, then picked up the phone and called Wen Xiangqing.

During this year, Wen Xiangqing has been undergoing secondary operations in the United States.But she was also told by the doctor that she needed to find a suitable heart for transplantation as soon as possible.Otherwise, her life is only three short years.

Wen Xiangqing didn't think the news was terrible, because her family could definitely find a heart for her to extend her life. She believed that there was no money in this world that could not be done.

During this year, she seldom communicated with the outside world. She did not use the Internet or read newspapers. Every day she just grew flowers and grass in her residence in the United States. During her free time, she listened to music. Self-cultivation.

Wen Xiangqing seemed very happy when she heard Xiang Bei's voice, "Brother, why haven't you called me for a long time? Don't you want me?"

"I think, how could I not, but I am afraid of disturbing your physical recovery, and the doctor said that your emotions cannot be overjoyed and compassionate." Xiang Bei's voice was exceptionally soft.

"Don't listen to those doctors, they will only scare people." After a pause, Wen Xiangqing continued: "Brother, how are you doing now? Are you still used to working in the company?"

"It's okay, it's just a little tired, has there been anything on your side recently?"

Wen Xiangqing was taken aback for a moment, "No, what happened?"

"Oh, nothing is fine, I'm just worried."

"Worry about what? Worried that Shao Jun will retaliate against me?" Wen Xiangqing asked with a chuckle.

Xiang Bei hesitated and said: "I have been paying attention to Shao Jun's news for the past year. He is now in the United States and established a Comet Fund Company. Every time he shoots a sniper, he has won a lot. Now he has a new foreign The number is called the Wolf of Wall Street."

"Brother, I don't want to talk about him, or even hear his name. He makes me sad." Wen Xiangqing's voice on the phone suddenly fell down and said disappointedly.

Xiang Bei sighed and said: "A Qing, you can't lie to Brother. Your attitude can only prove that you haven't forgotten him. If you really don't care, you won't be the reaction when you hear his name."

Wen Xiangqing remained silent, and sighed again to the north, "Be careful, Shao Jun's previous style of behavior would never be so high-profile. Such a big fanfare can only show that he wants to do some big things, and such big things are extremely big. It may be revenge against us or the Wen family."

"Okay, I know my brother." Wen Xiangqing finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Looking north at the microphone, he sighed softly.

Wen Xiangqing put down the shower in her hand and instructed the Chinese nanny behind him: "Book me a ticket to New York, and book the nearest flight now."

Five o'clock in the afternoon, Wall Street, Manhattan, New York City.

Wall Street was messed up after the close, and the people walking along the street hurriedly walked and talked loudly to their mobile phones.

In front of a small building with only two floors, Wen Xiangqing stopped.She has already inquired clearly that this unremarkable building is the Comet Fund that is currently famous on the New York Stock Exchange.

After taking a deep breath, Wen Xiangqing opened the door and walked into the small building.

"Hey! Guo Zi, are you going crazy?"

"Auntie, what happened to me?"

"You are ashamed to ask what's wrong? Whose stinky socks on my bed belong to?"

"mine."

"Oh!? You are quite righteous!"

"Yes, it's mine!"

"Why did you put it on my bed?"

"Of course I want you to wash it! But it's not for nothing. How about a pair of one million?"

Xiao Guo said with a smile when facing the thunderous Geng Ying.

"I give you two million for each item, and you have washed all my clothes!"

"..."

The two were bickering, only a weak voice sounded.

"Excuse me, is this Comet Fund?"

The two turned their faces to the door at the same time, and then the expressions on their faces were different.

Xiao Guo's face was a bit of disdain, while Geng Ying's face was more confused.

"Miss Wen? What brings you here?" Xiao Guo asked with a sneer.

"Um, I want to see Shao Jun, I don't know if he is there." Wen Xiangqing stood there dignifiedly, showing an extremely elegant and subtle smile.

Xiao Guo replied very happily: "Yes, Mr. Shao usually doesn't go out very much. He lives here with a few of us all day long. He is always there anytime."

"Then... can I meet him?" Wen Xiangqing was more gentle than before because she was asking for help.

"Well, I'm afraid it's difficult. Do you think Mr. Shao will meet you? And I heard that you have been treating heart disease recently. I'm afraid that if you die here, we won't be able to work." Xiao Guo looked serious. He said, although the tone was light, but the meaning in the words was very vicious.

Wen Xiangqing had never met Xiao Guo, nor did she know the relationship between Xiao Guo and Shao Jun, so after listening to Xiao Guo's words, she felt a fire in her heart. Even an employee of Shao Jun dared to be so rude to her!

Geng Ying touched Xiao Guo with her elbow and said, "Miss Wen, do you still recognize me?"

Wen Xiangqing only noticed the ponytail girl in denim hot pants and a t-shirt with her umbilical cord. After looking at it for a while, she asked in a wandering tone: "Are you...Geng Ying?"

"It's an honor that Miss Wen hasn't forgotten me. I am Geng Ying."

"Really you?!" Wen Xiangqing looked a little excited, walked a few steps in front of Geng Ying and grabbed her hand.

"I was only fifteen or six years old when you went to my house last time. This is actually seven or eight years old!"

Geng Ying smiled faintly, and without a trace, withdrew her hand, "I am now an employee of Comet Fund, and I am eating with President Shao."

This sentence expresses the position, and also reveals a message to Wen Xiangqing-I know everything between you.

Wen Xiangqing smiled awkwardly, "A Jun has always been very good with his opponents, and you will definitely be very comfortable following him."

"Yes, he is considerate enough to hold me as a man, and these men as animals."

"I seem to hear someone speak ill of me, who is it?"

As soon as Geng Ying's voice fell, the door of an office on the second floor opened and Shao Jun walked out.She stuck her tongue out and ran tiptoe into the kitchen on the first floor.

Shao Jun's gaze fell on Wen Xiangqing's face, and after staring for a few seconds, he walked down the stairs with ease.

"Does Miss Wen have any business? If so, unfortunately, Comet Fund does not do business with the Wen family."

Listening to Shao Jun's cold voice without any temperature, Wen Xiangqing almost suffocated.

One year later, she thought she would be very calm when facing Shao Jun again, but she was wrong. Shao Jun's knife-like eyes could still stab her already healed wound. Pain, to the bone.

"A Jun, I want to talk to you alone, okay?" Wen Xiangqing squirmed the corners of his mouth and made a weak request.

"No!" Shao Jun categorically refused in less than half a second. His deep black eyes didn't carry any emotions. The bottom of his eyes was like a frozen snowfield. He sneered at Wen Xiangqing coldly and said: " I don’t welcome anyone with the surname Wen. I’m afraid I can’t help but beat people!"

Hearing Shao Jun's cruel words, Wen Xiangqing trembled, her thin shoulders trembled, and then clear tears flowed out of her eyes, sliding down her pale face onto her chin.

Wen Xiangqing cried silently, and when he was short, he knelt in front of Shao Jun with a plop.