Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Wanqing was sorting out the data, and when she was getting dizzy, she suddenly received a call: "Within 10 minutes, send all the real estate market analysis data of the past three years to the CEO's office, remember, be quick!!!"

After speaking, the other party unceremoniously hung up the phone.

Mu Wanqing remained in the posture of answering the phone in a daze, and did not move for a long time.

After finally regaining her senses, she felt countless cold winds whistling towards her back, and she couldn't help but gasp from the cold...

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top floor.

The door of the president's office.

Mu Wanqing paced back and forth with a thick file in her arms, hesitating whether to knock on the door.

She took deep breaths again and again, and finally, seeing that the time was about to come, she mustered up 120 million courage, freed a hand, and gently knocked on the door.

After waiting for several seconds, the low and cold word "Jin" came from the office.

Holding the thick material for a long time, Mu Wanqing's arms were so sore and numb that she almost lost consciousness.

She cautiously opened the door.

At this moment, Yang Mufan was sitting at his desk on the phone, and when he saw her coming in, a glint of darkness flashed in his dark eyes.

"Boss...President, the information you want." Mu Wanqing said in a low voice.

Yang Mufan signaled her to put the materials on the desk with his eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing quickly stepped forward, intending to put down the materials, and quickly dodge.

Unexpectedly, she just bowed to Mu Fan and planned to turn around.

"Wait a minute!!" Yang Mufan's cold voice sounded again.

Mu Wanqing turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Mufan ignored her, but said to the phone: "President Li, prepare 33 billion US dollars in advance, and I will send someone to pick it up in seven days. As for the next investment, let's meet and talk about it in detail. Something to do, make another appointment."

Yan Bi admired Fan and hung up the phone without any hassle.

Mu Wanqing didn't understand what Yang Mifan's intention was for keeping her behind, and she didn't dare to ask, so she could only stand there stiffly, a little at a loss.

Yang Mufan didn't intend to speak, but frowned, searching through the materials she carried.

For a moment, the overly spacious and luxurious office became dead silent.

Apart from the rustling of the air conditioner and the flipping of paper, Mu Wanqing could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

After standing in the office for an unknown amount of time, Yang Mufan suddenly violently smashed several documents on the floor.

The sudden scene scared Mu Wanqing out of her wits, her eyes widened in horror, she didn't understand why Yang Mufan was angry again.

"Mu Wanqing, I asked you to get the real estate market analysis data, what kind of messy data did you bring me?! Check it out for yourself!!!!"

Admiring Fan's handsome forehead, blue veins throbbed.

His expression was quite ferocious, extremely terrifying.

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes to look at the folder scratched at her footsteps, on which was clearly written: Real Estate Market Data File.

That's right.

When she squatted down, picked up the folder, and took a look at the information inside, she was dumbfounded: it was full of classic planning cases of mb over the years...