Taking Wife as Boundary: Young Master Ling Don't Cross the Line

"Mr. Zhang, just write your own. When it's announced, you'll know who we chose?" Mrs. Liu said sarcastically.

This Zhang Qing has been helping Zhang Mucheng's family's Zhang business from the very beginning of the bidding, saying that there is nothing tricky about it, and she would not believe it even if she was beaten to death.

Zhang Qing glanced at his mouth, and sneered: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what's so great about an outsider."

"Zhang Qing." He Meng frowned and looked at Zhang Qing, seemingly displeased.

Zhang Qing glanced at his mouth, wrote a few words on the lifting board with the pen in his hand, and then put it down.

The master of ceremonies on the stage found that the three choices had been written, so he quickly cleared his throat and walked to the middle of the stage.

"Okay, all three of our judges have made their choices, and now the exciting moment is coming..."

Ling He sat lazily on the chair, listening to the master of ceremonies on the stage making the prelude before the announcement of the final results.

Behind him, Wang Tezhu bent down and handed the phone to Ling He.

"Boss Ling, I have WeChat."

Ling He took the mobile phone from Wang Te's assistant, and the moment he saw the sender, his eyes were as dazzling as the sky filled with stars.

Stretch out your finger, tap your phone, and WeChat immediately pops up.

"How are you doing today? How's the bidding meeting going?"

Ling He pursed his lips and smiled lightly, then moved his fingers quickly.

"not good."

"Why, did you encounter any problems in the bidding conference?" Xu Shi's mobile phone was on Lu Jiuge's body, and she responded to messages very quickly.

Ling He curled his lips into a smile, and continued to reply with both hands: "Because without you by my side, everything in the world feels illusory."

Lu Jiuge: "..."

In a good mood, Ling He handed the mobile phone in his hand to Tezhu Wang behind him, and changed his sitting position again.

The master of ceremonies on the stage had already talked about the most important part, and all the entrepreneurs in the audience stretched their necks, wishing they could put their heads into the hands of the master of ceremonies on the stage, and look at the lifting board in her hand. What did you write.

After the master of ceremonies deliberately lost a pretense, he began to get into the main topic.

"Okay, now we're going to announce the results. Who the hell is it..." The master of ceremonies looked around the table below for a week, even Zhang Mucheng, who was always the most confident, became irritated at the moment.

"This master of ceremonies is talking a lot of nonsense, when will I be able to say it?"

Zhang Wanru turned her head to look at Zhang Mucheng, and said comfortingly: "Dad, hurry up, let's wait patiently, anyway, we already know the result."

Zhang Mucheng looked towards Zhang Wanru, his face softened a little.

"First of all, let's take a look, who is the candidate for our Mr. Liu's writing." The master of ceremonies brought Mrs. Liu's lifting board over, and then it lit up.

Ling He.

When the people below saw Ling He's name, their eyes turned in Ling He's direction.

Ling He turned the ring in his hand indifferently, and there was an undercurrent surging in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Liu really came to help her.

Ling He raised his head slightly, and met the pair of eyes on the stage that were also looking in his direction, and they both looked at each other and smiled.

The master of ceremonies on the stage saw that the people below were already looking forward to it, so he quickly picked up the lifting board in Zhang Qing's hand and came over.

"Okay, now our Mr. Liu's answer has been revealed, and now it's our Mr. Zhang's."

Speaking of this, the master of ceremonies slowly turned the lifting board in his hand.

Zhang Mucheng.

When Zhang Mucheng saw his name, he let out a little breath.

Now he and Ling He each hold one vote, as long as the last vote is also his own, then he will undoubtedly win.The remaining person is Zhang Qing's wife, and there is no husband and wife who disagree.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mucheng straightened his body and sat down comfortably.

Zhang Wanru standing next to her also deliberately straightened her chest. After tonight, the myth of City M will be rewritten by their Zhang family, and she can face Brother Shifeng with the best appearance.

Although they knew that they had no chance, the entrepreneurs below stretched their necks, hoping that who would the vote in He Meng's hand be written to?
The master of ceremonies smiled sweetly: "It seems that everyone is looking forward to the vote in our Ms. He's hand." The master of ceremonies turned to He Meng's direction: "Okay, I won't be secretive anymore, and now I will reveal to everyone how we are. Who did the lady vote for, and who will our partner of Liu's company get this year?"

The master of ceremonies walked up to He Meng, took the lifting board in her hand, and then slowly turned it.

Zhang Mu took care of the clothes, but his buttocks had already left the seat.

The moment he stood up, the emcee's voice also sounded at this moment: "Congratulations to our Ling He, Mr. Ling, for obtaining the qualification of our partner this year."

There was a dead silence around, and the smile on Zhang Mucheng's face seemed to be frozen, fixed on his mouth.

Could it be that he is getting old, so he has auditory hallucinations, why the name that the master of ceremonies called just now seems to be pronounced differently from his.

With a questioning look in his eyes, Zhang Mucheng slowly turned his head and looked at Zhang Wanru beside him.But seeing Zhang Wanru also standing there with a pale face, with a "boom", Zhang Mucheng felt that his world collapsed immediately.

The congratulatory voices around him came one after another, which was particularly ear-piercing.

In the next second, there was only a "bang", and the sound of someone falling to the ground sounded in the hall.

Before he completely lost consciousness, Zhang Mucheng tried his best to open his eyelids, but he could only see the hall where the sky and the earth were turning upside down, and his daughter's anxious call by his ears.

It's over, it's all over now.

A mouthful of fresh water gushed out of his mouth, and Zhang Mucheng completely lost consciousness.

After Mrs. Liu said goodbye to He Meng, she was about to step down.And Zhang Qing on the stage also seemed to be frightened, sitting in his seat all the time.

"Why did you vote for Ling He?" Zhang Qing clasped He Meng's arms with both hands in disbelief, the strength in his hands made his fingers turn slightly white.

He Meng was in pain from being pinched by Zhang Qing's arm, but due to the natural disparity in strength between men and women, He Meng stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Qing's arm vigorously.

"What and why, of course who is the most suitable, so choose who. You let me go first, you hurt me."

He Meng doesn't understand, isn't it just choosing a partner, why does Zhang Qing react so much?
Seeing the movement on the stage, the security guards in the audience sensed that something was wrong, so they hurried to the stage and pulled Zhang Qing away.

Mrs. Liu glanced at Zhang Qing, and then looked at He Meng meaningfully.

"Miss He, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

After all, regardless of whether He Meng understood or not, he went straight downstairs.

Some answers depend on whether the person concerned is willing to pursue the answer. If the person concerned does not want to know the real truth, then there is no need to tell her the truth.

Zhang Qing originally planned to say something, but when he received He Meng's distrustful gaze, he hurried over and grabbed He Meng's arm.

"Xiaomeng, you don't really believe this person's nonsense, do you believe in the relationship between our husband and wife for so many years?"

He Meng looked at Zhang Qing fixedly, for some reason, it seemed that she had never known Zhang Qing for so many years.

"I'm tired, I want to go back and rest first." He Meng stroked Zhang Qing's arm, and walked inside with a tired expression.

Zhang Qing glanced at the already chaotic hall, stomped her feet, and finally gritted her teeth and chased after He Meng.

"Xiaomeng, wait for me, and listen to me explain to you."

Outside the lobby of the hotel, a black Benz quietly stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The driver of the car was wearing white gloves. When he saw the old man walking quickly, he immediately bent down respectfully and opened the door.

Just as the old man bent down to get into the car, a cold voice sounded from behind.

"Mr. Liu, please wait."

Mrs. Liu turned her head after looking for the voice, only to see Ling He rushing over with his assistant.

"Boss Ling, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Liu looked at Ling He who was out of breath, presumably he had chased her all the way out.

"Mr. Liu..." Ling He stood there with his lips pursed. Since he was a child, he always waved at him, so he never knew what it was like to be helped. Naturally, he never thanked anyone.

Seeing Ling He standing there coyly, old lady Liu knew that today's matter might not be clear in a few words, so she simply bent half into the car and straightened up again.

"Mr. Ling wants to say something." Mrs. Liu took the time to look at Ling He in front of her. At this moment, in her eyes, Ling He was no longer that frightening man in the mall, but a man who wanted to say something but The little boy who was embarrassed to speak.

"If Boss Ling chased you out just to say thank you to the old lady, then there's no need. The old lady didn't do this to ask you to thank you."

After all, Mrs. Liu turned around again, ready to get into the car.

"Mr. Liu, do you have time to have dinner together?" Ling He said aloud behind Mrs. Liu. Since Mrs. Liu had already pointed it out and didn't want to hear him say thank you, then he invited her to have a light meal, which counted as It's my heart to thank you.

Mrs. Liu didn't turn her head back, she just got into the car and said to Ling He through the car: "Forget it, now in private, you and our Yuhao are on the opposite side. In Yuhao Before I let go of this matter, I think Mr. Ling and I should not be too aboveboard, I am afraid that child Yuhao will feel that his closest relatives have betrayed him."

After pondering for a while, Ling He nodded, "If that's the case, then I won't force it. If Liu's company can use Ling's company in the future, please just speak up. "

Mrs. Liu looked at Ling He, and smiled with her lips curled up: "Then my old lady made a lot of money today. Although she didn't eat the big meal you invited, you should know that your promise to Ling He is worth a thousand dollars. Well, The old woman took this kindness."