Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

The meaning of Secretary Zhou's words is very clear. She was the one who called Rong Jia back then.

Liancheng Yazhi took a look at the recent photos of Song Rouran on the survey information. The Song family has completely collapsed. Not only the company has declared bankruptcy, but the debts are high, and even the villa where the Song family lives has been seized.

Now the Song family lives in the most ordinary residential area, Song Rouran's famous brand has disappeared, replaced by cheap street stalls, her expression is no longer the nobleness of the previous ladies, but has become tired from the vicissitudes of life.

She commutes to and from get off work every day in crowded subway stations, and is constantly ringing up her phone calls from debt collectors every day. This situation is completely different from her previous situation.

However, this situation is many times better than those who were forced to commit suicide after bankruptcy. At least they live in low-end residential areas, not... slums.

Liancheng Yazhi casually tossed the information aside, and only gave four words to evaluate it—suicide!

After Secretary Zhou finished listening, he turned around silently and looked straight ahead.

Ya Shao has already handed down the verdict, Song Rouran... can't live!

Secretary Zhou shook her head secretly, Song Rouran's approach was too unwise, she thought what she did was very secretive, but in fact it was full of loopholes.

What's more, in the imperial capital, if Ya Shao wanted to investigate something, would he not be able to find out?

Blinded by jealousy, the end can only be self-destruction.

After arriving at the company, Liancheng Yazhi got out of the car, and after entering the elevator, he told Secretary Zhou: "Call Song Rouran tomorrow and ask her to come out for 'dinner'."

Secretary Zhou nodded: "Yes, Young Master Ya."

Have a meal?This is an extremely unpalatable meal than the Hongmen Banquet, because it is... a meal that must die.

The two of them didn't have much to say after that, but when the elevator was about to arrive, Liancheng Yazhi suddenly asked, "Secretary Zhou, during the Chinese New Year, you... what gifts do you give your girlfriend? Is that... only red envelopes?" ?”

Secretary Zhou was stunned for a moment, then, with a paralyzed expression on his face, he calmly said, "Young Master Ya...I don't have a girlfriend."

Liancheng turned her head and glared at him angrily, "You...don't have a girlfriend, women must have one."

Secretary Zhou hesitated for a moment, and said calmly: "Young Master Ya, I don't have time to find women."

He felt that he was complaining to his boss that he usually had too much work, and he didn't even have time to find a woman to open a house.

"You..." Liancheng Yazhi was so pissed off by Secretary Zhou that she lost all embarrassment.

With a sound of 'ding', the elevator door opened, and Liancheng Yazhi walked out angrily.

Secretary Zhou followed innocently, and he said in the lowest voice: "Young Master Ya, what I said is true."

I really don't have time to find a woman!Tsk tsk, it really makes me sad to say this!

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At one o'clock in the evening, Liancheng Yazhi got off work and returned to the old house. The housekeeper greeted him at the door, and the maid hurried forward to help him take off his coat.

Seeing the housekeeper, Liancheng asked elegantly, "Where is she, is she alright?"

"Master, Miss Rong's fever has subsided, and she is watching TV now. Master, dinner is ready, do you want to set the meal?"

"Hmm..." Liancheng responded elegantly and went upstairs directly.

When he opened the door, he saw Rongyan lying on the sofa. The uninjured foot was raised up. It was white and tender and could be held with one hand. His heart felt hot, and he walked over and hugged her violently.