Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Mu Wan'an greeted them and hurried to the appointed place.

Because she slept well, her complexion was rosy, and her complexion was good from the outside.

Song Bingjue pursed his lips, and naturally pushed the ordered breakfast in front of her.

Mu Wan'an didn't refuse. She looked at the clock and saw that there was still time, so she ate slowly.

The investigation team was not in the same place as the place they were going to, which avoided the embarrassment of meeting up.

After breakfast, Mu Wan'an followed them to the head office in Delun, Europe.

The last time the cooperation went smoothly, this time, further consultations are needed on the later development.

She didn't know what was the use of following her, but since she came, she tried her best not to violate the company's image.

This time it was a private conversation, she and Han Xiu didn't enter the meeting room, but waited outside, thanked the other party's secretary for the coffee, Mu Wan'an turned her head and asked Han Xiu: "Did the cooperation talk go well this time? I can see the other person's expression is not..."

It's not very good.

She also has a certain understanding of Delun Group in the past. It is a family business and has a certain influence in Europe. After the unexpected death of their chairman a few years ago, because the heir has not been finalized, it seems that the struggle for power is still very serious...

Mu Wan'an has seen these news in foreign media.

She always felt that things were not stable this time.

Han Xiu glanced at her in surprise, and then replied: "The heir of the Delun family group has not been officially determined, but most interested parties are willing to choose the heir in line. This time we are negotiating with the second son of the former chairman. When negotiating with us the last time, the means were not clever, so we are careful about this cooperation..."

What he didn't say was that because Smith made a small move last time, they tricked him and suffered a big loss, so...

Han Xiu explained that Mu Wan'an didn't understand very well, but he somehow knew that this negotiation would not be very successful due to internal and external factors.

After talking for an hour, Song Bingjue came out of the conference room.

Behind him is Deren, representing Mr. Smith.

The man has a standard European appearance, with deep contours, thick facial features, blond hair and green eyes, obviously handsome and tough, and always gives people an uncomfortable feeling of prey.

The expressions of the two were indifferent, and neither could see what was going on.

"President." Han Xiu and Mu Wan'an stood up.

Song Bingjue nodded, his eyes drifted past Mu Wan'an, seeing that the other party was neither warm nor dry, a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes.

On the contrary, after seeing Mu Wan'an, Smith's blue eyes flickered with a faint light, and he suddenly laughed: "On weekdays, Mr. Song only takes Secretary Han with him, but today he brought a female secretary?"

The man's laughter was a bit harsh, Mu Wan'an frowned, and looked at Song Bingjue.

Song Bingjue's eyes were cold, and he said, "My man, Smith, you don't need to care too much."

Seeing Song Bingjue's maintenance, Smith's eyes flashed, and he continued to smile: "We will cooperate again soon, so I will naturally pay more attention."

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer and asked his secretary to send them away, then he turned around and left.

It's just that before he left, his eyes brushed past Mu Wanan's body without a trace, concealing the slightest hint of sinisterness in his eyes...

Mu Wan'an only felt a chill all over, but when he looked over, the other party had disappeared in the elevator.

Song Bingjue saw it and squeezed her hand to let her follow.

Mu Wan'an immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, but Song Bingjue didn't want to let go at all, and he didn't let go until he left De Lun.

There was a trace of surprise in her heart.

After all, Song Bingjue was not someone who would do such a thing in public.

But in the end, she didn't ask much, and she quickly followed.

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The next day, Smith's secretary called and said they were invited to visit Deren's research and development base.

The Song family is a real estate company, and now it involves a wide range of fields. This second cooperation, in addition to continuing the previous cooperation, has another purpose, that is, De Lun wants to cooperate with the two companies to create a big brand of super shopping malls. It spreads all over Europe and becomes a location symbol, and it is even expected to spread to other states in the future...

The other party has great ambitions and a good plan, otherwise Song Bingjue would not have considered the plasticity of this plan.

Many people in De Lun's company wanted to grab this order, and Smith intended to win this negotiation, but Song Bingjue did not refuse the other party's invitation.

Mu Wan'an still accompanied her.

For some reason, she always felt that the purpose of this trip was impure, and she didn't know if it was because Smith didn't feel so good to her.

The base development this time is a new scientific research product, which seems to be a communication tool similar to a mobile phone, but it is different from the use of fingers. Their direction is to create a new era more conveniently together with brain waves and recognition capabilities.

The development is going on, at this time, invite them to visit without fear of leaking secrets, sincerity can be seen.

Of course, what can be shown to them will definitely not be the core part, but it is also breathtaking.

In front of them, Smith in casual clothes was holding a sample to introduce to them: "Currently the development progress is less than [-]%, and the model is not mature enough. It is expected that the final result will be developed within five years. Mr. Song, how about you?" You know, after my father passed away, our group was in chaos for a while, but we have the same goal for the group's future sustainable development, and this project was also proposed by me. The future is definitely a landmark milestone for Delun. Give Deren new heights."

"We are also particularly interested in the plan for the super mall brand. You should know that we have great strength, financial resources, strength, and technology, all of which are not inferior..."

Smith was methodical, fiddling with the models in his hand, and asked the secretary to take three for them to experience by the way.

Song Bingjue and Han Xiu didn't answer, Mu Wan'an thought for a while, and was about to refuse, but when Han Xiu gave her a look, she paused and took it.

Among other things, Deren is really amazing in terms of technology.

Knowing that there should not be too much exposure, Mu Wan'an tried the samples, and walked behind them while talking to Smith's secretary: "It's really powerful."

The other party pursed his lips and smiled decently.

Seeing this, Mu Wan'an also closed her lips, fiddled with the prototype a few times, and planned to return it.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not answer, but glanced at the front, and said: "I heard that Ms. Mu has been able to follow Mr. Song not long after she joined the Song family. There must be something special about it."

Mu Wan had a good meal, then pinched the sample in her hand, her tone became a little lighter: "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, she smiled slightly, with a peaceful smile: "I'm just doing odd jobs at the back, so I can't talk about anything special."

"Really?" The other party stopped, with disbelief in his eyes.

Faintly, a trace of light flashed by.

If she didn't leave, Mu Wan'an couldn't continue walking. Just as she was about to say something, suddenly, she heard a few "Zi Zi Zi Zi" sounds from above her head.

She was taken aback, and raised her head subconsciously, only to see a chandelier flickering on the ceiling suddenly, and it was about to fall down.

Before she could respond, the secretary on the side had already exclaimed loudly.

Her mind was blanked by the shouting, and she watched the chandelier flickering stiffly all over her body, and then slammed it down on the top of her head with incomparable force...

"Wow—"

Objects falling, the sound of falling.

That sound seemed to hit her heart.

Her body was pushed violently, one cold and one hot, and she was directly pulled into someone's arms, avoiding the chandelier.

The sky collapsed, and the surroundings suddenly dimmed.

Mu Wan'an only felt that she was tightly wrapped, and the man's suppressed humming could be heard in her ears, as well as...the faint smell of blood from the tip of her nose.

Her whole nerves exploded.

"Song Bingjue!" She uttered tremblingly, wanting to see how he was doing, but was pressed into his arms by the man.

"I'm fine." His tone was as low as ever, but Mu Wan'an could still hear a slight trembling.

Her heart sank to the bottom of her bones, and too many emotions surged up like a torrent.

It seemed that even with this period of time, what she had deeply stored in her heart burst out together.

Her mind was in chaos, but her limbs were more lucid than her mind, and she forcibly broke free from his embrace. Sure enough, what she saw was a large amount of blood.

The man's back was directly smashed by the chandelier, and the blood was bloody, and even her heart trembled.

"Song Bingjue." Seeing that his eyes were closed and his face was pale, she hugged him quickly, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

There is only one sentence in my mind——

He is to save her.

He is to save her.

He... is to save her.

She kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Han Xiu on the side had already made the quickest response, dialing 119, and Smith also called the medical team.

When something like this happened, the visit could only be stopped halfway.

Mu Wan'an only saw Song Bingjue's bloody back, and his heart twitched.

She followed closely until the medical team arrived.

The man seemed to have been hit on the brain, and his consciousness was not very clear. When he was being carried on the stretcher, he held her hand tightly, as if he was about to embed into her flesh, and asked quite hostilely, "Why are you so tired?" Sample?"

Mu Wanan paused, seeing that he still cared about her at this time, her eyes turned red, and she didn't even open her hands this time, she responded softly: "I'm fine..."

She couldn't describe her emotions at this time, all she knew was that her heart seemed to be tightly grabbed by a hand, and it was constantly tightening.

On the other hand, Smith followed by, seeing them as a difficult couple, he comforted him, "Miss Mu, Mr. Song will be fine."

"But..." Immediately without knowing why, he paused, and said something inexplicably, "However, the two of you have such a good relationship..."

After the words fell, Mu Wan'an stopped in her footsteps.

Even the sentimentality and emotions on his face were withdrawn in that second.

I don't know why, but at that moment, listening to Smith's words, she only felt that it was extremely harsh, and even felt...disgusting.