The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 134 If it wasn't for Mo Zhiqian's name, it wouldn't be so easy
, Zeng Li swaggered away under Zhang Cuihua's gaze, showing no guilt or fear.

Walking to the door of the office, he still waved his hand to the back, "No."

It seems that this action has become a habit.

In the afternoon, Boss Tang received a call from Mo Zhiqian's assistant. The cooperation between the two companies was cancelled. As for the reason...

There are other companies that signed a cooperation agreement with MO at a price that is [-]% lower than Boss Tang's company.

One-tenth of a percent, for an order of hundreds of millions, is not a small sum. Besides, the two companies are of the same level, and even have the same business plan, so anyone will choose the latter.

Boss Tang couldn't figure it out. He had already negotiated a deal, and the price was proposed by the MO. How could he not cooperate if he didn't cooperate?

I thought that the success of this cooperation would bring considerable profits to the company, but who knew...

All afternoon, Boss Tang held an emergency meeting in the company, working overtime and overtime, so he couldn't even think about "beauties".

At this time, at the exit of the expressway in City Z, a silver-gray car slowly stopped, and after exiting the toll gate, it quickly accelerated, leaving the city behind at the fastest speed.

In the carriage, Zeng Li was wearing a dignified Diana autumn dress, with big brown waves tucked casually behind his head, and a few strands of long hair hanging lazily by his ears, adding a touch of charm.

Heichao covered his eyes, blocking the emotions in them, and looked ahead through the front windshield.

Xiaoman in the driver's cab glanced through the rearview mirror with an excited expression on his face.

"Carry, this business has raised a lot."

"Yes," Zeng Li agreed lightly, slightly lifting his small and pointed chin, looking a little arrogant.

"Hmm, how much is it?" Xiaoman asked curiously. She took ten figures for this business, and the carry must be much more than her.

"Not much more than you."

The tone was still dull, and the half of the face covered by Heichao was the same.

Xiaoman curled his lips secretly, who would believe it!

When the business is not that they eat meat, a little shrimp like her who has to devote herself to drink soup!

Zeng Li didn't expect to get this business so easily.

Everything is thanks to Boss Tang's wife, and... Mo Zhiqian.

If it wasn't for his name, it wouldn't be so easy.

"Carry, which city will you go to next mission? Can you go to Kyoto? I saw the majestic and majestic Great Wall on TV, so I really want to go there too."

"I haven't received it yet. I need to listen to Sister Hua's notification for which city to go to."

"Carry, why don't we go to Kyoto for a few days first, since we don't have any new goals anyway."

Xiaoman looked at Zeng Li's proposal through the rearview mirror.

"No, Sister Hua told us to go to City F and wait for the notice. It's best not to show up for half a month."

Xiaoman muttered dissatisfiedly, "If you don't show up for half a month, you will be suffocated to death."

Z city to F city, five hours away.

Taking advantage of nightfall, Xiaoman returned the rented car to the branch station in F City, and then went to another car rental company to rent a new car.

Drive back to the coffee shop to pick up Zeng Li.

After finding a hotel, he helped Zeng Li carry his luggage into the room and put it in the room, then Xiao Man sneaked out.

It's still early, and the elderly will just stay in the house and watch TV.

According to the Baidu map, I went to one of the hottest nightclubs in F City. I heard that celebrities, rich and young, often come and go there.

Looking at the flashing neon lights in front of the nightclub, Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief and walked in directly.

(End of this chapter)