The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

More than 3000 billion!

Jiang Yueming was silently shocked.

I don't know whether to marvel at my good luck, or lament that I will miss such good luck.

Back then, Qu Cunzi had been secretly excited for a long time when she got more than one billion yuan.Today, it is more than 3000 billion.Even if it's not half, what about one-tenth?What about one percent?

One percent, isn't that too much?

As the upright daughter-in-law of the Qu family, it is not ridiculous to ask for such an amount of alimony when divorced.

Why should I give up such a huge piece of fat?

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. This time, she had to fight no matter what.

Qu Cunzi's office was pushed away violently.

He raised his head from the pile of documents, and saw the secretary standing nervously at the door, and Jiang Yueming had already walked in with graceful steps.

He motioned for the secretary to close the door and step back, Yueming had already come to him, with his hands on the table, looking down at him.

He leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "The first funds have been deposited into your account."

She laughed, her lips were red, but her voice was surprisingly cold: "Mr. Qu, is this how you are perfunctory to me? I want the full amount, and you only pay me [-]%."

He explained: "It takes time to dispatch a large amount of cash. Pay [-]% first, and according to the progress of your filming, I will arrange [-]% in the middle, and pay the remaining [-]% ​​at the end."

She flatly refused: "No, within three days, I must get the full amount to the account."

The movie hasn't started yet, what's the rush?He met her eyes and looked at the anger in her eyes, as if he, Qu Cunzi, had committed some heinous crime.

"Qu Cunzi, you can't keep perfunctory me!"

He was unmoved, with a half-smile: "Yueming, don't forget that we are not husband and wife anymore."

"Fact!?" The anger in her eyes disappeared, and she sat down opposite him, lit a cigarette, and sprayed a puff of smoke on his face, so she calmly said, "Qu Cunzi, you Have you been thinking about divorcing me for a long time?"

He was noncommittal.

"The two of us have spent so much time these years, think about what I have paid for you!"

"Qu Cunzi, how many five-year youth can a woman have? I have been with you for five years! Plus the two years you pestered me, seven years, a full seven years. I dedicated all the best years of my life I gave it to you! Qu Cunzi, how should you repay me? You have to know that youth is priceless. All my youth was wasted on you..."

Qu Cunzi listened quietly.

"If it wasn't for me, would the board of directors forgive you? Can you sit firmly on the throne of Qu president?"

Shareholders certainly trust a married family man more than an unmarried swinger.

"I maintained a good image for you, how did you repay me? Qu Cunzi, do you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

Qu Cunzi was only indifferent.

She exhaled another puff of smoke ring, and her face looked hazy and colder in the smoke: "Qu Cunzi, do you think I'm a fool? Back then, when you proposed to me, you promised to give me half of my wealth, but , but you treacherously transferred assets..."

This time, it was Qu Cunzi's turn to laugh, and he calmly said, "Yueming, I have never transferred a dime of assets."

"You fart! What about your company? Tell me, why did the company's assets shrink so much?"

He spread his hands: "No problem, the financial crisis is no exception for me."