Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

From Tokyo to Geneva, from Lausanne to Rio de Janeiro, from Boston to Venezuela... In just over a year, Huang Xiaojue traveled across several continents... The problem is, in the end, no one knew where he was.

Even, it was impossible to trace who appeared there.

"According to the investigation, Huang Xiaojue used at least five different passports successively. I don't know why he was so well prepared before..."

Everyone exchanged glances, and their eyes all fell on the picture of a very famous Swiss bank.Everyone is anxious from the bottom of their hearts.

What mystery is hidden here?

Huang Xiaojue has been lurking in the Zhou family for four or five years, and before that, he has been a well-known figure in the business world.In the past few years, has he grasped countless shocking truths?

In the meeting room, there was a sudden silence.

For a long time, no one dared to make a sound.

Everyone has a vague premonition that the last big storm is coming: if it really comes, it is hard to predict whether everyone here can escape.

Finally, a person spoke and questioned: "Will Huang Xiaojue really have such a great ability?"

"At the beginning, I felt that it was a great mistake to let him be the top decider of the seven-member decision-making committee. But, there was no way, both sides elected him and let him sit on this throne..."

When he became the chief economic decision-maker of the group, it naturally allowed him to grasp many secrets that the outside world could not imagine.

Amid all the discussions, Lao Zhang didn't say a word.

With his hands behind his back, he just stood up and walked around incessantly.

After the meeting, he and his two sons drove home.

A low-key modified car with all security measures.The car of the security team has been following behind, and it is also watertight.

The driver stopped the car, and as soon as he got home, the old wife came out in response.

"Old Zhang, wash up, dinner will be served soon."

He rushed down casually, sat on the sofa, saw something on the coffee table, picked it up and took a look.

It was written clearly: "The whole family of uncles and aunts is invited to attend the wedding on X, X, X, X..."

The dining table has been set, Mrs. Zhang came to invite her husband to dinner, seeing him staring at the wedding invitation, she said with a smile: "This is a wedding invitation personally sent by the eldest sister today, and also brought many small gifts, all of which we liked in the early years. I couldn't find many of them, but I didn't expect that she could get them..."

Old Zhang was still staring at the wedding invitation.

The wedding invitation was not too extravagant, and the banquet was also very low-key. It was definitely not the outside world's imagined aristocratic family marrying a daughter-in-law, making a big fuss, luxury car exhibition, gold exhibition, betrothal gift exhibition, etc... No, it was just a small internal gathering.

Very very unassuming.

It's really just telling friends and family.

"I didn't expect that Donglin's wedding would be so simple. After all, this is the only son of the eldest sister... The eldest sister explained that the daughter-in-law is already pregnant, and she doesn't want her to be too tired. Anyway, marriage is the most important thing." It’s about mutual affection, and it’s the second thing to do or not...Old Zhang, look at this place, it’s clearly an internal gathering. It really is the style of the eldest sister..."

Lao Zhang suddenly said, calmly: "Do you still remember the grand scene when Wang Dongmei got married and opened a hundred tables?"

Mrs. Zhang was taken aback.

"This...yes, I remembered. At the time when Dongmei's wedding banquet held a hundred tables, the whole city was sensationalized. It was said to be the most luxurious wedding in history...there were countless guests...but the eldest sister is old, It's understandable to be careless..."

Old Zhang said calmly: "I'm afraid it's not that the eldest sister doesn't want to make arrangements, but Wang Donglin himself doesn't want to make arrangements."

"why?"

Lao Zhang casually put the wedding invitation on the table and didn't say anything more.

Mrs. Zhang saw that he was worried, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions.She never interfered with work matters, but immediately ordered the nanny at home: "Dinner, dinner... Serve the hot soup..."

(After the last story is high in CHAO, the book will come to an end! Enter the final chapter.)