Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 141 She's just a married woman!
"This factory will be our breakup fee. Whether you live or die depends on your ability."

The man stepped forward with his long legs, dropped these words and walked out.

The distraught Zhu Manli and the angry Zhu Youzhi were left in the office.

"Sister, why did you stop me just now? This kind of man should be beaten up."

Zhu Youzhi hated that iron could not be made into steel, his voice was a little trembling, almost roaring out.

"I"

Before Zhu Manli could finish her sentence, she subconsciously hugged her stomach tightly. She only felt a sense of dampness under her body, and then her stomach began to have irregular labor pains.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?"

Seeing the trace of pain on her pale face, Zhu Youzhi didn't care about the annoyance, and grabbed her to support her.

"Aspiring, send me to the hospital!"

The woman was in a trance, desperately grabbing the man's clothes.

She bit her red lips tightly with her white teeth, and her whole body was like a porcelain doll, shattered and broken at the touch of a finger.

Zhu Youzhi hurriedly helped her to lie down on the sofa, and comforted her in a hurried voice: "Sister, don't be afraid, this is an ambulance."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took the phone in his hand, the phone line fell to the ground, and then he remembered that the phone line had been cut by the violent workers.

He cursed secretly, then picked up the woman and rushed out the door.

Seeing the car that had just left, he shouted desperately.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"

However, Liao Jing, who was sitting in the car, was not paying attention here, and did not hear his voice at all.

The huge mining truck was empty, except for Zhu Youzhi's miserable cry.

"Aspirational, it hurts."

Zhu Manli's miserable voice lingered in his ears, he wished he could conjure a car out of thin air, but the reality was against him everywhere.

When his eyes touched the loading truck, Zhu Youzhi panicked and rushed over, "Master Zhang, save my sister."

Master Zhang looked at the pale woman in his arms, frowning.

"But I"

"I'll give you money, ten yuan, twenty yuan, you can say whatever you want."

Zhu Youzhi was no longer as hostile as before, and looked at Master Zhang in the truck in a panic, afraid that he would refuse.

Is it human life?

Master Zhang pursed his lips, and nodded his head after a while.

"Get in the car."

"Master, shall we go directly back to the county?"

Sitting in the driver's seat was a middle-aged uncle. He was wearing an old uniform, and his tall body was a bit thin.

On a thin face, there were some not very thick beards, which looked dark and dark because of the sickly pallor of the face.

In fact, apart from some problems with his trachea, he has no serious physical illness.

It is only because of the lack of physical labor over the years that the body appears thinner.

"Uncle Zhang, let's go to the cannery. I want to see what kind of charm this cannery has."

In fact, I didn't take the cannery factory seriously at the beginning, and I vaguely met their factory director, who seemed to be a young man.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, the canneries in the surrounding cities changed their colors.

Especially the lottery trick, he had never heard of it, and he didn't know what their heads were thinking, but they could come up with such a trick.

Really looking forward to it.

"Ok."

Uncle Zhang is undoubtedly competent as a driver, he will not ask other people, and he will not be curious about his private life.

For a picky person like Liao Jing, his temperament was exactly what he needed.

After driving for less than half an hour, the car came to the little-known Rongda Cannery.

The entire factory is surrounded by a circle of iron fences, and the only entrance that can be entered is a reception room.

Two security guards were sitting in it. At this time, there were many trucks lined up to load goods, which seemed to be in order.

Liao Jing put her hands in her pockets and got out of the car straight away. As soon as she reached the door, two middle-aged male security guards in blue and white uniforms stopped him.

"Hello, comrade, who are you looking for?"

Seeing the wary look in their eyes, Liao Jing couldn't help but whistle.

Obviously the whole person looks foolish, but the spine is straight and upright, giving people a sense of sight of a son-in-law.

"Yo, veterans? Is this specification okay?"

The two middle-aged men looked at each other, and their hearts were suddenly alert.

To recognize their military identities with just one glance, this man is probably not as simple as he appears to be.

The hand unconsciously touched back, and the whole person assumed an attacking posture.

Liao Jing sighed, raised her hands in the air, but said in a relaxed tone, "Okay, you don't have to guard against me, I have no malicious intentions, I just want to meet your factory director."

The security guards couldn't figure out his intention for a while, one of them went to the reception room to make a phone call, while the other stayed where he was and waited for news.

Afterwards, the security guard on the phone gestured to his colleague, and the other took him to the reception room.

It is completely different from the messy environment of the mining factory office. There are many potted plants in an orderly manner, and even calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, which makes people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Liao Jing folded her hands behind her back and looked at the surrounding environment in a good mood. Before thinking too much, a woman walked in.

Her snow-white skin was as gorgeous as silk satin, and the lines of her cheeks were smooth.

The eyes are endless amber, the color of the brightest sky, shining scorchingly bright.

The pitch-black hair has natural ups and downs and radians, and when it falls down, one can imagine the touch of fingertips stroking those hairs.

This is not the prettiest one in his hunk, but it must be the most confident one.

The girl standing there felt like a fresh fragrance quietly spreading throughout the room, slowly spreading in his heart.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Mianmian, and I'm also the director of this factory. Who are you?"

Jiang Mianmian had long forgotten that she had a relationship with him a few months ago.

Of course Liao Jing would not be foolish enough to pierce the window paper, she confidently stretched out her right hand, her voice was very magnetic.

The right hands of the two parties intersected, and they briefly touched and separated in the air. This politeness made Jiang Mianmian feel a little fond of him.

"Hi, let me introduce myself. I'm Liao Jing. I've been paying attention to your canning factory before and found that you have great potential. I believe that Director Jiang will not just stick to this small factory."

"You are welcome, our factory is still in its infancy, and there are still many things to improve."

Jiang Mianmian hurriedly invited him to sit on the sofa, and then brought him tea while talking.

Clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, pale and flawless skin revealing a touch of pink, thin lips like rose petals.

The more Liao Jing looked at it, the more she regretted it. Why didn't she take a good look at the woman in front of her before?
Unfortunately, she is already a married woman!
But so what?
As long as Liao Jing likes it, no one will escape!

(End of this chapter)