She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Didn't you keep saying before that you must share half of Huo Jingbo's net worth and never give in?

As if she knew what Jiang Yuan was thinking, Shang Manyue lightly opened her red lips and said lightly: "The money I make is better. Taking money from dog food makes my hands dirty."

"..."

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and wanted to persuade her. Shang Manyue moved the mouse, clicked a few times, sent the edited email, and then turned to look at her.

She smiled slightly and looked forward, "Or do you not believe that I can make money to support myself?"

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and quickly shook his head, "Of course not. Three years ago, you, a new reporter, dared to go deep into the tiger's den and uncovered a corruption case, which shocked the entire journalism world. If not for your marriage, you were forced to If your family doesn't allow you to go out to work, you have already achieved something and don't have to worry about money."

Her extremely outstanding performance has won the favor of the famous and mysterious W magazine in the industry. The reason why she is famous is because the reporters who can enter W magazine are all well-known in the industry. The most important thing is that in addition to the basic salary, There is also unlimited project sharing.

In other words, as long as you have the ability to dig out valuable news, the commission will not be small, and there will be dividends throughout the year.

How many media people wanted to be a member of W Club but failed to do so, but Shang Manyue was personally extended an olive branch by the president.

Of course, after she joined W Club, she did not disappoint the president. Every time the president assigned her a task, she completed it very well. She was his right-hand man.

Therefore, the president intended to send her abroad for further study, but she suddenly chose to get married.

forced to...

Shang Manyue shook her head gently and did not make excuses for herself. She said calmly: "Three years ago, I was obsessed with love and was blinded by lard. I wanted to be strong again and focused on robbing men, but in the end I paid for it by mistake. .”

What wonderful thoughts she had at that time. At first, she thought that she and Huo Jingbo were going in both directions, only thinking about getting married and having children, and growing old together. But later she learned that his heart was with another woman, and she was even more unwilling to win or lose. If you want to have an attack, you have to win his heart.

Now when she thinks back to those three years, all she can think about is the crazy, humble, resentful woman she despises herself, and all she can think about is regret.

Men only affect how quickly she draws her sword.

Back off her!

Jiang Yuan stared at her blankly for a while, and finally saw from her expression that she was serious, unlike every time in the past, she was just talking.

She lowered her eyes, and something flashed across her eyes, fleetingly.

Then she hugged Shang Manyue gently, "Manyue, as long as you make up your mind, I will support you! I also look forward to seeing the shining you again!"

It has always been Shang Manyue's dream to become a reporter who supports justice!

...

Before Shang Manyue could wait for the president's reply, he received a call from Yang Ge.

She was tired of being in the house, and her tone was very cold, "Just tell me what you have to say."

Yang Ge was also very discerning and spoke straightforwardly, "Mr. Huo has a dinner party tomorrow night and needs to bring his wife to attend. Let me inform you that I will pick you up at five o'clock in the afternoon. It will take about two hours to do the makeup. Eight Arrive at the venue on time.”

Shang Manyue almost thought that she heard wrong. Even if it was like this, how could Huo Jingbo have the face to order her so naturally?

It was her former dog-licking appearance that gave him unparalleled confidence, right?

She immediately replied rudely: "Is he okay? Please tell him for me that he and I are getting divorced. There is no need to attend those boring business dinners with him and pretend to be a loving couple!" "

After finishing his words, he was about to cut off the phone call when a man's deep and cold voice came from over there, mixed with extreme displeasure.

"Shang Manyue, how long will you continue to play this low-level game of hard-to-get?"

He seemed to be really bored, and there was a chill in his words, "If I really sign, you won't even have to cry!"

Shang Manyue was also tired of this meaningless quarrel, and responded coldly: "Why don't you try and see if I cry after signing the divorce?"

"Incomprehensible!"

There was a click, and there was only a cold beeping busy tone in my ears.

Shang Manyue sneered, who is so unreasonable?

She really didn't understand. It was clear that he couldn't wait to make his true love come to him, so he sent her off to another man's bed. Why are he still pretending not to want to leave now?

Before I had time to think deeply, the computer suddenly made a ding-dong sound.

Shang Manyue picked up her laptop and looked over. It was the president who had replied to her email. Her dark eyes were instantly filled with joy. She hurriedly moved the mouse and clicked on it.

President: [Welcome back. 】

This simple sentence made Shang Manyue feel both grateful and guilty.

The president paved a bright future for her back then, but she failed him, but he never blamed her from the beginning to the end.

If she wants to leave, he respects her, and if she wants to come back now, he welcomes her.

Shang Manyue replied sincerely: [Mr. President, thank you. 】

Mr. President: [No need to thank me, W Club has always spoken with strength. 】

Only if she has strength will he accept her unconditionally.

Shang Manyue's dark eyes rolled around, and she suddenly said: [President, I haven't done any tasks in three years, aren't you afraid that I am useless? 】

But the other side replied: "How can the person I like be so useless?" 】

The corners of Shang Manyue's lips could not stop rising. After three years of marriage, her self-confidence had been shattered to pieces. She had not been affirmed for a long time, but now that she was firmly believed, the blood in her body couldn't help but boil.

Soon, the president sent a task. Tasks are generally divided into three levels: S, A, and B according to difficulty. The higher the difficulty, the greater the reward. This time, the task was a small B-level task.

Said she had just come back and wanted to recover first.

Shang Manyue didn't mind. If she took an S-level mission as soon as she came back, other colleagues would be unhappy.

She glanced at it. It was quite simple. There was a celebrity who had been popular recently who wanted to be interviewed by W. However, it was not that easy to get an exclusive interview with W. As a very valuable W magazine, the ones who could be interviewed were either in the business world. Big bosses, or scientists who have made great contributions, and celebrities in the entertainment industry are all eager to get her, but no one has been able to do so so far.

The reason for considering this star this time is that she has a very good external image, and she does not belong entirely to the entertainment industry. She has just won an international award and earned some face for the country. She herself really wants to be interviewed by W. She has done so many times Application and communication, so the president asked her to take an assessment.

See if she is worthy of her name and qualified to be interviewed.

After Shang Manyue agreed to take over, the star's agent soon called and made an appointment with her to arrange a meeting.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Shang Manyue came to the VIP room of the teahouse.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and a slim woman wearing a white dress walked in with lotus steps, followed by agent Su Wanning in a black professional suit.

Shang Manyue looked over and was stunned.

She didn't expect it to be Jiang Xinrou.