Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

The salesperson took out two or three pens and put them in front of her, and introduced to her the brands and history of these pens, as well as what kind of pens were suitable for what kind of people.

Zhang Zijun didn't do any research on fountain pens at first, and he doesn't plan to do so now, so the salesperson said a lot, but she was in a daze, and didn't hear anything at all.

"That pen is the most expensive," Zhang Zijun said to the salesman, "Just give me the most expensive one. I don't want to know anything else, and it's useless if I do. I don't write pens myself."

She has practiced calligraphy, but has never studied fountain pens. She has studied brushes, especially ink. She also knows that Cao Sugong's old ink is the best.

The salesperson took a look at her, didn't say anything, and gave her the most expensive pen directly.

Just as Zhang Zijun was about to say 'open bill', a voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't buy this one. This one is not so good."

She looked up with a slightly surprised side face, and found that Xu Yunchang was already by her side, and he smiled at her, then pointed to a pen in the cabinet and said to the waiter: "Take out this pen."

"Sir, you have good eyesight," the waiter couldn't help admiring: "This is Parker's classic. Although it is an old model 30 years ago, it is enduring. The price is not the most expensive, but it has a very high quality. Collection value."

"Thank you, it's just that I have used this pen before." Xu Yunchang handed the pen to Zijun: "Look, is it suitable for him to use?"

Zhang Zijun took the pen in his hand and looked at it carefully. It was indeed more delicate than the most expensive one from the waiter before. Although it was an old model 30 years ago, it was enduring, and the older it was, the more attractive it was. kind of.

"Thank you!" Zhang Zijun thanked Xu Yunchang very calmly, and asked the waiter to take the order.

As soon as the waiter opened the order, Xu Yunchang had already reached out to take it, looked at her and said, "It's not expensive, so consider it a gift from me."

"How can this work?" Zhang Zijun frowned: "Mr. Xu, I bought this money as a gift. I think it's better for me to pay for it myself."

In public, she didn't want to speak so clearly to Xu Yunchang, but she had to let him know that she would not accept his gift.

"I know you bought it for him, so I want to give it to you, and then you give it to him." Xu Yunchang looked at Zhang Zijun and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, your father won't know."

It seemed that Zhang Zijun didn't accept his gift because he was afraid that Zhang Tianzhu would be sad when he found out, but he didn't know that Zhang Zijun was unwilling to accept his gift from the bottom of his heart.

"Since Mr. Xu wants to buy it, I'll buy another one. I appreciate Mr. Xu's kindness." Zhang Zijun asked the waiter to bring out another pen like this.

The waiter looked at Zhang Zijun with an apologetic look on his face: "Sorry, we only have one of this kind of pen, because it is a classic version, few people know the goods, and few people buy it, so we usually buy one after selling one. sticks, never in stock, or you can choose to order."

"How long does it take to order?" Zhang Zijun frowned slightly, she never thought that buying a fountain pen would be such a hassle.

"Not necessarily," the salesman looked at her and said, "Because companies usually produce this style once every three years, and they usually make another batch after they are sold out. If you're lucky, other agents have stocks for you to adjust. Two months. If you are unlucky, you won’t be able to transfer the goods, so you probably have to wait for the company to produce them.”

"How long does it take for the company to produce?" Zhang Zijun frowned. It turns out that a handmade pen is so troublesome.

"I'm not sure about this one. Now this one was produced last year. I guess it will take a year or two, because it is produced every three years," the waiter patiently explained.

"Okay, how about." Zhang Zijun was about to say that I would pick another one, when another salesperson handed her the packaged pen.

"I didn't buy this," Zhang Zijun frowned and didn't answer.

"But the gentleman just said he gave it to you." The salesman looked at her and said, "The gentleman paid for it. Besides, he treats you very well. It's great that you have such a father who loves you."

Love her father?Zhang Zijun froze for a moment, only to realize that on the packaging box, there was a beautiful cursive writing: For my beloved daughter Yun Xi!

Yunxi, it turns out that Xu Yunchang once named her Yunxi, but she never knew this name. She has always been called Zijun, and now, she still thinks that the name Zijun sounds the best!

She removed the beautiful packing box and threw it into the trash can, then picked up the pen, looked at it carefully, then sighed in her heart, and finally put it in her bag silently and put it away.

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Because Bincheng Company was going to hold a board meeting, Tong Tiexin stayed here for two more days.

The board of directors had a lot of things to do. He went to the Bencheng company for a busy day and drove back at night. During the rush hour, he was successfully stuck in a bustling commercial street.

There are various shops next to him. He is fine at the moment, leaning on the back of the chair and looking outside. When his gaze falls on the window of a wedding dress, he froze immediately, and then completely froze.

Through the bright and clean window, I saw someone trying on a wedding dress, and the person who was trying on the wedding dress turned out to be his ex-wife—Bai Liang.

And beside Baiyou, stood his former friend, Zhang Wenqing, foster father of his son Tong Zhenyu.

At this time, Baiyou was wearing a well-tailored off-white wedding dress, her hair was pulled up high, and she had a smile on her face. She looked like a young woman looking forward to her wedding.

And Zhang Wenqing was wearing a black tuxedo, with an expectant smile on his face, and was staring at Baiyou with focused eyes. The two of them didn't even think about going outside. On the road, he was sitting in a car watching them.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his brain uncontrollably flew back to 30 years ago. At that time, he was still a high-spirited young man, and she was a woman who had just fallen in love.

The two of them loved so intensely and sincerely, even now he still remembered the pinkness and shyness on her body when she became his woman.

The moment he had her, he secretly swore in his heart that he would join hands with her until the end of his life, and that she would be his forever wife!

What's funny is that the eternity between him and her turned out to be only a short six years, and then, she actually...

"Tong Tiexin, even if I really pushed Su Xueqi to miscarry, even if she miscarried and the child died, is it my fault?"

In the ears, Baiyou's excited and angry voice echoed, his nose was slightly sour, and his eye sockets felt tingling!

It wasn't her fault, he knew it wasn't her fault, because the one who was wrong was him!