gossip wife

Chapter 33

Xi Chen watched her straighten her back and turned to look at Tongtong, and shook her head helplessly. He didn't really want her to give up Tongtong, but sometimes it was a relief to let go.

It wasn't the weekend, but Su Zhixuan went to the TV station.

"Have you figured it out? Do you want to accept this show?" Director Li glanced at Su Zhixuan who was opposite, and took a sip of tea.

"Director, as long as I accept this program, can I really get a considerable reward?" Su Zhixuan asked straight to the point.

Director Li smiled as a matter of course: "Naturally, this is a program co-organized by Quan Jiaquan, the number one wealthy family in Jiangcheng, and the radio station. If you host it well, how much will your salary be?"

This is the first time that the Quan's group has dabbled in the media industry, and they have made a lot of contributions.

"Okay, then I'll take it." Su Zhixuan decided at once, no matter who she was cooperating with, she only saw the reward in her eyes.

Director Li smiled with satisfaction: "Then sign the contract." He pushed the documents on the desk to Su Zhixuan.

Su Zhixuan read it carefully, and signed it after confirming that there was no problem.

"Can you see clearly what responsibility you have for breaching the contract?"

"Don't worry, director, I am a person with professional ethics and will not breach the contract."

In the most lush part of Jiangcheng, a majestic building rises from the ground. On the top, a huge LCD screen flashes a dazzling subtitle - Quan's Group.

Zhao Yu knocked on the door of the president's office, and the huge office was decorated with exclusive designs.

Quan Ye, who was wearing a dark blue striped shirt, sat in the executive chair, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and he wore a noble yet steady Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

"Mr. Quan, this is the result of the investigation." Zhao Yu handed over the information respectfully.

Quan Ye took the documents, his Yiyifeng eyes were serious, but the line of his lips was getting tighter and tighter.

Is this the truth?The black eyes were as cold as a pool for a moment.

The night is blurred, and the lights are on.

Longteng Business Club is the top place for business negotiation in Jiangcheng. The hall designed by the European palace is magnificent, and all the business elites who enter here.

A group of black luxury cars drove slowly through the night and stopped in front of the spacious and majestic gate of Longteng Clubhouse.

Someone had already been waiting at the door, the door opened, and the man was sitting alone in the spacious caravan, and the glazed lights came in, and he saw his sharp side face and slightly pursed lips.

"President Quan, we're here." Zhao Yu stood by the car door and said respectfully.

Quan Ye closed the documents in his hand, stepped out of the luxury car with a handsome figure, and buttoned up his suit gracefully and calmly, the exquisite diamond cufflinks drew a bright light.

The waiting crowd secretly marveled at Quan Ye's innate kingly posture, and hurriedly greeted him with smiling faces.

"President Quan, you are here."

Gentleman Quan Ye shook hands with everyone politely. Although there was a slanted hook on his thin lips, there was a touch of alienation.

Surrounded by stars and moons, Quan Ye and his group walked into the club.

A group of people were about to take the elevator, when the door of the elevator next to them opened, and another group of people came out, and the man at the head was Lu Haoran.

When the two groups of people met, they were both veterans in the business world, so they naturally knew each other.

So the people on both sides began to greet each other, all of them were superficially polite, but they were secretly looking at each other secretly.

It's just that the two men in the lead didn't open their mouths, and Quan Ye still curled his lips slightly, without a hint of contempt and arrogance. It's just that some people are born to be looked up to, even if he has a slight smile on his face, people dare not have it Casual attitude.

(End of this chapter)