Hidden Marriage Sweet Pampering: The Conglomerate’s Little Wife (My Hidden Wife is Sweet)

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The new apartment is far less luxurious than the Tianshui Villa.

However, the decoration is exquisite, and the necessities of daily life are all available.

Gu Weiwei cleaned the room, packed her luggage, and couldn't wait to take a shower.

Removed the overly mature and old-fashioned makeup, and changed into a simple t-shirt and jeans.

Eighteen-year-old Mu Weiwei was full of collagen.

The skin is as delicate as beautiful porcelain, the eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, and the corners of the lips are as pink as cherry blossoms, with a pure beauty that is unique to a girl.

With such a naturally beautiful face, she listened to Meng Ruya's suggestion and turned into a gaudy and old-fashioned nightclub escort girl.

How big a hole is in Mu Weiwei's brain?

After a day's rest at her new home, she couldn't bear to straighten her long wavy hair, and went to buy some daily clothes and daily necessities.

Just after shopping and returning to the apartment, Mrs. Fu called and asked her to ask Ming Zongyuan, whom she had seen that day, to help her.

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Fu Group, headquarters building.

Vice President Fu Shiqin sent the Wilsons back to the hotel, and when he returned to the company, he was furious.

"Why is it so difficult for these two couples, we have already made the biggest concession, what else do we want?"

The Wilsons arrived in China yesterday, but the meeting has been held for two days, and the cooperation has not been finalized.

This is a tens of billions of dollars in business, and it is also related to the expansion of the Fu Group in country S.

Once the yellow is gone, the loss is too great.

"Isn't it still possible with the old Ming?" Fu Hanzheng frowned.

Yesterday Mrs. Wilson asked about Priyan's paintings, which seemed to be the key.

Fu Shiqin sighed anxiously and said bluntly.

"That old man is like a stinky stone. I almost knelt down and called him grandpa. Why didn't I agree to give up a painting."

It's just a painting, I really don't know what to see, everyone is eager to see it.

Fu Hanzheng pinched his eyebrows, "Get ready to order some tea, I'll go there in person tomorrow."

This cooperation plan with Wilson Group, Fu Group has also been preparing for a long time, and there must be no problems.

"I think, even if you call his father, he won't give it to us." Fu Shiqin pouted.

Just when the two were so worried, Meng Ruya came to the 19th floor with a haggard face, and said overjoyedly.

"Mr. Fu, it's already said that Mingming is old."

"Really?" Fu Shiqin stood up excitedly.

Meng Ruya smiled and nodded, "Old Ming agreed to sell a painting of Priyan, and invited the Wilsons to his mansion to see his private collection."

Fu Hanzheng nodded, "It's scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, you can go back and rest."

Probably because she has been spending time on Ming Lao's side, Meng Ruya's makeup looks a little haggard, and her dark circles appear.

"I'll be with you tomorrow. You men talk about business, and Mrs. Wilson must be accompanied by a girl before she can talk."

Fu Hanzheng thought for a while and said.

"Go back to rest today, and work hard for you tomorrow."

Meng Ruya smiled happily and left the president's office.

Fu Shiqin touched his chin and muttered curiously.

"How on earth did she move the old man, obviously how did we explain that the old man refused to agree."

He also went to Ming's house several times in the past two days, and his mouth was worn out.

Ruya is worthy of being the manager of the public relations department, and everyone who is so difficult to deal with has done it.

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