close mad son-in-law

In the ice city under the night, the streets are bustling with people. It is spring, and the people coming and going are all dressed in colorful and beautiful clothes.

A coquettish red Maserati sports car was parked beside Madil Street, and a man and a woman were sitting inside. The man looked sad, and the woman was patiently persuading her.

"Xu Qiang, I know you are not short of money, but this task is assigned by your superiors. You still have a five-year contract with the organization, so you must go." Jiang Rou smiled at the stubborn man in front of her and had no choice.

Xu Qiang is 25 years old. Because his mother passed away when he was young, his father found him a young mother. As a result, on a winter night more than ten years ago, his stepmother tricked Xu Qiang out, and then threw him in the wilderness. When he was dying from the cold, he was suddenly taken into the car, and when Xu Qiang woke up, he was already abroad.

In order to survive, Xu Qiang had no choice but to join the current organization. More than ten years later, Xu Qiang dreamed of going back to Xia Guo and seeing his relatives.

When he received the order from Shangfeng, he was not to mention how excited he was, but he didn't know until he got off the plane that he was going to be his son-in-law.According to Xu Qiang's current ability, it is too easy to get out, but all the wealth he has accumulated over the years has been seized by the organization, so he can only survive the five-year contract.

"Can't you just bear it? This is a fake marriage, and it's not about letting her marry her for real." Jiang Rou continued.

"Is this a matter of tolerance? Do you understand that you don't sell yourself?" Xu Qiang really couldn't stand the organization's decision.

"You have to accept this task. The target person paid a lot of money to entrust the organization, and she is often harassed because of her beauty, so you are the most suitable."

"What? Wait, you said the target person is beautiful? Tell me how beautiful she is?" Xu Qiang's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the word "beautiful".

"20 years old, it is said that he has both good looks and wealth." Seeing Xu Qiang's appearance, Jiang Rou was also speechless.

"Okay, I'll take it! Go back and tell Shangfeng that once the five-year contract expires, I won't renew it." After speaking, Xu Qiang turned around and got off the car without any remembrance.

Speaking of Jiang Rou, she is also a big beauty, not inferior to super-good-looking stars, with a melon-shaped face, fair and tender skin, tall figure, high bun, a professional skirt, and slender thighs. A pair of sexy black stockings.

Any man will be overwhelmed by this infinite spring. Jiang Rou always turns heads wherever she goes, but Xu Qiang has no feeling for her at all. No matter how active Jiang Rou is, all she gets is cold eyes .

This made Jiang Rou very upset. Seeing Xu Qiang's leaving figure, Jiang Rou shook her head slightly. In another five years, she might never see Xu Qiang, and she was indescribably disappointed.

Xu Qiang took a taxi according to the address, and soon came to a high-end western restaurant.

After getting out of the taxi, Xu Qiang walked in directly.

"I'm sorry, sir, you are not allowed to enter the shop if you are disheveled." When Xu Qiang was about to step into the door of the western restaurant, he was suddenly stopped by the receptionist at the door.

"Ok?"

Xu Qiang frowned slightly, and looked down at his attire.

"It's not messy. Big pants, flip-flops, lazy vest, what's wrong with this outfit?"

"Hehe, sir, there is nothing wrong with you, but our restaurant has a problem, and the requirements are too high." Although the male receptionist's tone was calm, it was full of sarcasm.

"Ah! Since the requirements of the restaurant are so high, why are you able to stand here?" Xu Qiang asked with a smile, arms crossed.

"I" didn't wait for the male receptionist to finish speaking, and suddenly felt a slight chill down below.

At some point, the male receptionist's trousers fell down to his ankles, and a pair of red flower trousers fluttered in the wind.

"You, did you do it?" The male receptionist hurriedly pulled up his trousers, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

But when the male receptionist was flustered, Xu Qiang had already swaggered in.

"It's Han Xuefei, Miss Han?" Xu Qiang followed the photo on the address and asked directly to a place by the window.

Han Xuefei heard the voice, looked up, and suddenly showed displeasure on her calm face.

"I'm sent by Falcon. My name is Xu Qiang. It's an honor to meet you."

The moment Xu Qiang saw Han Xuefei, his mood changed from cloudy to sunny.

Han Xuefei has delicate features, and a white suit flutters white with the breeze from the air conditioner. She looks fresh and refined, with an excellent figure.

"Why do you look nothing like the person in the photo?" Han Xuefei asked, pointing to the photo on the table.

Before Xu Qiang could answer, the male receptionist chased in with two security guards.

"Miss Han, is this your friend?" the male receptionist looked at Xu Qiang and asked.

Han Xuefei frowned, then shook her head and said, "I don't know him."

"What? I am..." Xu Qiang didn't expect Han Xuefei to say that at all, but before he finished speaking, he was already held up by two security guards.

"Boy, if you don't leave quickly, we will call the police."

Xu Qiang couldn't laugh or cry.

Just when the two security guards were about to drag Xu Qiang out, they suddenly found that Xu Qiang had miraculously broken away from them.

The two security guards looked at each other, completely unaware of what was going on.

"He is very fast, you two pay attention." The male receptionist pointed to Xu Qiang and reminded.

The two security guards nodded, and rushed towards Xu Qiang again, but before they touched Xu Qiang, they fell inexplicably. When one of the security guards fell, the sole of his foot slipped, and his face just fell on the pastry on Han Xuefei's table. Big face.

"Haha! It's fun, huh? I didn't expect such a fool to be a security guard." Xu Qiang laughed.

When the two security guards got up and wanted to attack Xu Qiang again, they were stopped by Han Xuefei.

"Okay, he passed the test, here is your tip." Han Xuefei took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from the limited edition donkey brand bag and put them on the table.

The male receptionist took the money respectfully: "Thank you Miss Han." Afterwards, the three turned and left.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qiang immediately understood what was going on, and sat down opposite Han Xuefei.

"I said Miss Han, are you doubting my ability?"

"This is the marriage certificate, and some information about my family. I heard that you have a good memory. I ask you to memorize it within an hour." Han Xuefei ignored Xu Qiang's words and pushed the thick dozen documents away past.

"It won't take an hour." Xu Qiang carefully flipped through the documents, and within 5 minutes put the documents on the table, but carefully put the marriage certificate in his pocket, and said with a smile, "I wrote everything down, wife. "

"Remember everything?"

"Well, you can even recite it backwards."

Han Xuefei looked at Xu Qiang dubiously, then she picked up her bag and stood up, and said to Xu Qiang: "Since you have written it down, follow me. Also, don't call me wife when there are no outsiders, but Mr. Han."

After finishing speaking, Han Xuefei walked out of the western restaurant directly, and went to the limited edition Lamborghini at the door.

Half an hour later, Han Xuefei's car was parked downstairs in a commercial center. As soon as it came to a stop, a security guard ran out of the car and opened the car door skillfully, welcoming her to get off the car.

"Mr. Han, they have already arrived and are waiting for you in the meeting room." The security guard said to Han Xuefei respectfully.

Han Xuefei quickly walked into the company from three steps to two steps, and Xu Qiang followed behind.

"This time Han Xuefei must hand over the Han Group."

Just when Han Xuefei and Xu Qiang arrived at the door of the meeting room, they heard discordant voices coming from the meeting.