President Jin's ex-wife is Sister Hua. The two have been divorced for more than two years and have a son together.
Men, most of them start playing games when they have money. The same is true for Mr. Jin. After his career developed, the family didn't take care of him much, and he went out to socialize every day.
For men's entertainment, there is wine and beauty.
How can I not get my shoes wet when I walk by the river all year round. Beauty sometimes gets entangled and cannot be shaken off.
There was too much news, and Sister Hua divorced her. For myself, but also for my son. I didn't want the company's shares, but I asked for the cash part, and then I set up my own business.
The women behind a successful man are all ruthless characters. It didn't take long for Sister Hua's company to scale up.
As for Mr. Jin, he is still playing in the world, intoxicated in the pool of fine wine and beauty.
*
When the secretary heard Sister Hua's name, she was very sensible, put down her coffee and went out.
President Jin's eyelashes twitched slightly. He didn't want to have any business dealings with this ex-wife who is very wristy, and wanted to end this topic.
"I can accept the solo broadcast, but you can discuss the price with the purchaser. As far as the promotion part is concerned, the tripartite cooperation is eliminated, and we can do it."
Zhao Yi is very smart, knowing that if he shows this point, he will definitely surrender.
President Jin's heart sank for a moment, and then his eyebrows tightened, which was very obvious and difficult to detect.
When playing with women, you can't pick smart ones.
This Zhao Yi is untouchable.
Zhao Yi achieved her goal and smiled generously, "Then Mr. Jin, when do you think you have time to eat with your face?"
President Jin smiled politely, rejecting this femme fatale in his heart.
"Xiao Zhao, you are a busy person, let's make an appointment again, okay?"
Zhao Yi: "Okay, listen to Mr. Jin."
President Jin still couldn't figure out why so many people in the circle wanted Zhao Yi, but they always returned empty-handed. Now, he understood.
This woman is not only smart, but most likely also ruthless. Her beauty was soaked in poison.
*
Leaving the meeting room, Roco was ridiculous, smiling easily, as if it had been brewing for a long time.
Zhao Yi stared at her, meaning to ask her to pay attention.
Rococo spoke in such a low voice that only Zhao Yi could hear it.
"You are so ruthless, you are the first person who dares to mention his ex-wife in front of him!"
Zhao Yi took a look at the surrounding environment. Outside the meeting room, there were various large and small meeting rooms, which were full of employees having meetings in an orderly manner.
Very quiet and very busy. So she didn't go back to Rococo and quickened her pace of leaving.
Zhao Yi's high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground. She controlled it very well and only made a slight sound, but it still attracted the attention of some employees.
"Look, it's Zhao Yi"
"It's really a real person! It's so beautiful!"
"Quick, let's take a group photo!"
Several employees walked up to face, because they were very happy to see Zhao Yi in person for the first time, they rushed up to surround Zhao Yi, asking for a group photo and the front.
Rococo stood in front of Zhao Yi and stopped them. She felt that Zhao Yi's light makeup today would be a big loss if it became a trending search.
Zhao Yi was very generous and greeted them with a smile.
"How are you guys?"
Good-looking people are very attractive when they greet each other, like snow lotuses blooming against the sun in the snowy plateau.
"Director Zhao, I really like your play, I really like it! I've watched your "Cai Xin" ten times! Ten times!" The girl's last voice almost roared.
Rococo knew that he couldn't stop him, so he said to them: "Come on, speed up, line up."
The girls took out their mobile phones and came to Zhao Yi one by one, with their heads tilted to her side, toothy smiles, and scissor hands.
In every photo, Zhao Yi's smile is consistent, without showing her teeth, her lips are slightly raised, like a balanced crescent moon, very ladylike. There is a smile in his eyes, a professional smile, very light, very light.
But it is really beautiful, like a well-educated daughter of a famous family.
*
After entering the elevator, Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Rococo: "Just follow what President Jin said, and talk about a good time as soon as possible, preferably during the winter vacation or the Spring Festival."
Rococo nodded, "You mentioned his ex-wife just now, nothing will happen, right?"
Zhao Yi: "No, it's just for business."
Rococo: "Yes."
It will take some time to get down from the thirty-eighth floor.
Rococo took out his handphone, open Weibo, and enter Zhao Yi's keywords.
All the group photos just now are here.
"Look, your spreading speed is no slower than the popular little fresh meat!"
Zhao Yi glanced at her mobile phone, her expression was flat: "You want to have my face, it's the same."
Rococo glared at her, put away the phone, and stopped looking at it.
It's so annoying.
Zhao Yi looked at her, and teased: "It's okay, your breasts should be on the trending list, and I'll let them arrange it another day."
"Zhao Yi! You are enough!"
The two of them fought and reached the first floor, and immediately became cold again.
*
As soon as he got out of the elevator, he bumped into the male artist Ou Yangming and his assistant who came to record a variety show.
The four of them faced each other, and Ouyang Ming and his assistant moved out of the way respectfully.
Ou Yangming's eyes fell on Rococo, flowers could grow in his eyes, and he came forward to say hello.
The same is true for Rococo, who just opened his small palm to say hello, but was slapped down by Zhao Yi's raised hand.
"Rococo."
Zhao Yi's voice was crisp and stern, like a warning.
Luo Keke immediately withdrew his hands, lowered his head, and didn't even dare to look at Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming frowned, but after he focused on Zhao Yi's clear eyes, he immediately opened his eyebrows and smiled.
"Hello Director Zhao."
The people in the circle, who are sensible, always want to give the director a little bit of fluff.
Zhao Yi nodded slightly, and glanced at him: "I heard that you participated in one of their reality shows, take care of your body!"
Ouyang Ming's brows tightened, knowing what she meant.
"Director Zhao has a heart."
Zhao Yi didn't like him, so naturally she didn't reply to him, nodded, and led Luo Keke to leave slowly.
Ouyang Ming pursed his lips and fixed his eyes on Rococo.
Although Rococo didn't dare to look directly at him, he walked very slowly. If he slowed down, he would pass by, and maybe touch a little hand.
Zhao Yi knew what she was thinking, and turned her head with a serious face, a little scary, "Hurry up."
Luo Keke raised his eyes, and was a little startled by Zhao Yi's gradually steep gaze and clear voice. He didn't even dare to turn his head to show Ouyang Ming, and hurriedly followed Zhao Yi away.
*
She and Ouyang Ming hadn't seen each other for a month, and she already missed her very much, but being scolded by Zhao Yi made her feel resentful and aggrieved. When I got into the car, I didn't say a word, and my eyes were scattered outside the window.
Zhao Yi understood her thoughts and played music, which was a sad love song.
As soon as the song was heard, Rococo's grievances collapsed, and he complained with red eyes.
"Can't I just look the same?"
"I know I shouldn't be with him, but can't I even meet him?"
"Is it wrong for me to like someone?"
Zhao Yi didn't care, with a calm face, she let her accuse.
Rococo cried, sobbed, and sniffled his snot afterwards. Zhao Yi took out a few sheets of paper for her, but they were not enough, so she simply threw the whole pack of papers to her.
This throwing action is a bit fierce, and Rococo is even more aggrieved.
"Why are you so bad! Throwing me!"
Zhao Yi sighed, his eyes were clear, like a bottomless lake.
"It's true that you like someone, you can watch it. But if you like a married man, even if it's wrong, you can't watch it."
A faint tone, but full of lethality.
After listening to Rococo, the last string in his heart broke, and he began to cry. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com