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

Secretary Song wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to offend the big boss at this time.

She bit her lip and endured it, "Okay, I'll go get the car ready now."

Secretary Song left the office, deeply confused about her future. As long as the big boss and his wife were not reconciled, her life would not be easy.

At this moment, she missed her senior brother Yang Ge very much. He had been on a business trip recently, far away from the center of the storm. She couldn't find someone to share the hurt.

In the end, she had to shoulder it all by herself.

……

Four Seasons Flower Club.

Huo Jingbo made an appointment with Mr. Wen, the current top figure, here.

He had been abroad for exchange for several months and had just landed in Hong Kong this afternoon when Huo Jingbo sent someone to invite him to dinner.

It was euphemistically called a welcoming party for him.

How could Mr. Wen not know what he wanted to do, but after all, he was his good brother's grandson and he had watched him grow up, so he accepted the invitation.

The box was filled with the aroma of tea.

Huo Jingbo personally brewed the tea, poured it, and handed it to Mr. Wen.

He smiled faintly: "Grandpa Wen, this cake tea is your favorite. You and grandpa bought it together. There is not much left. After grandpa passed away, I couldn't bear to drink it."

Mr. Wen sipped his tea and smiled as he missed his old partner. "Yes, after Old Huo left, I couldn't find anyone to drink tea with me."

Huo Jingbo: "Drink more if you like. I'll have someone send the remaining boxes of tea cakes to you later."

Everyone knows what these boxes of tea cakes mean.

Mr. Wen smiled and waited for his next words.

But Huo Jingbo just calmly accompanied him to drink tea, chat about family matters and Old Huo, without getting to the point for a long time.

Old Wen had been active in the political arena for many years and had seen many different kinds of people. Although he had always known that the grandson of the old Huo family was an important figure, he was still somewhat surprised when they really fought.

No wonder Old Huo, against all odds, insisted on supporting his grandson to take the throne, no matter how his sons protested.

Although Old Huo died young, he had great vision and courage.

He thought that if he were a few decades younger, he might not be as good as the young man in front of him.

Mr. Wen put down his teacup and said, "That's enough. You've drunk a lot of water from me. Don't you know that you urinate a lot at night? Can you let me sleep tonight?"

The tone sounded like he was scolding his own younger generation.

Huo Jingbo smiled and stopped, staring at Elder Wen with his dark eyes, "Grandpa Wen, I know you will retire soon and don't want to deal with these troublesome matters at this time. I won't make it difficult for you. Huo's stock price has stabilized now, and those projects that have been reviewed will be released again sooner or later. Jiang Qi will at most delay me for a little longer and make me lose more money."

"Just do me a small favor and let him out early. No matter how Jiang Qi and I fight, I won't cause any trouble for you."

Mr. Wen really doesn't want to care.

In addition to not wanting to cause any trouble before his retirement, the most important thing was that Jiang Qi was the one he had helped to bring up, and the one who would take over his job was his own person.

He was giving face to Old Huo by not adding insult to injury, so how could he turn his gun against him?

But he also understood today's meal.

This little Huo is very cunning.

His future achievements will not be inferior to Lao Huo’s.

He is weighing the pros and cons of his action.

Elder Wen did not speak for a long time, and Huo Jingbo did not urge him. He poured Elder Wen another cup of tea and said calmly, "Next month is the anniversary of Grandpa's death. If Grandpa Wen is free then, I hope you can do me the honor of coming to burn some incense for Grandpa. He must miss you very much."

Mr. Wen was stunned...

Next month is not only the anniversary of Lao Huo’s death, but also the day when Lao Huo once risked his life to block a bullet for him.

Some friendships cannot be measured by interests.

Old Wen shook his head and laughed, "You are worthy of being brought up by Old Huo. Old Huo is an old fox, and you are the little fox."

He picked up the cup of tea, clinked glasses with Huo Jingbo, then tilted his head back and drank it all.

Huo Jingbo knew that he agreed.

After this dinner party ended, Huo Jingbo went to the next one.

The next show was held in a bar box, hosting Su Muran, currently the second most popular candidate for the future, and some other personnel.

Su Muran is naturally not a good person either. He is involved in all kinds of things. He and Jiang Qi have been fighting openly and secretly all the way to now.

He has always been slightly inferior to Jiang Qi, and he is dissatisfied with him and has been harboring resentment for a long time.

Huo Jingbo actually likes this kind of people, whose shortcomings are exposed, making them easier to grasp and control.

Since Jiang Qi wants to play dirty, Huo Jingbo will accompany him to the end.

The word "fear" does not exist in his life dictionary.

However, Huo Jingbo was not as respectful in front of Su Muran as he was in front of Mr. Wen. Su Muran even tried to please him.

If the Huo Group and the Huo family fully support him, whoever will take the position in the future may not be Jiang Qi.

He, Su Muran, can also compete!

Huo Jingbo drank a few more glasses and was a little tipsy. He tugged at his tie, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, and dozed off on the leather sofa.

Su Muran likes to be lively and he called many girls to join him, including a new rising star in the entertainment industry.

Li Qin, a young actress born in the 00s, is youthful and exceptionally sweet. She gained a lot of fans right after her debut and was voted the nation’s first love.

She was proud of her status and did not accompany those men. From the moment she entered the private room, her eyes had been on Huo Jingbo.

That handsome face like a god, his every move exudes the charm of a mature man, and he has a great figure, unlike this group of men, all of whom have big bellies, and plus... the filter that power and wealth have given him.

Li Qin's heart was pounding.

Seeing that Huo Jingbo was a little drunk, she stood up and walked over slowly.

She sat down next to the man, and gently placed her small hands on his arms. She lowered her voice slightly, and her voice was extremely gentle.

"Boss Huo, you are drunk. Can I help you to rest?"

The tone is 80% similar to Shang Manyue's and is like me. In this messy environment, it is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

Huo Jingbo's heart trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked over.

The lights were dim, and the woman's beautiful face seemed to be covered by a hazy filter. His dark eyes met hers, and he was startled again.

"Shang Manyue, are you here to pick me up?"

The man murmured and snorted, venting his dissatisfaction, "Woman, you finally have some conscience."

He didn't go looking for her or contact her, and she actually didn't care about him.

He was really furious.

Li Qin was stunned when she heard this. Shang Manyue, you are talking about the former Mrs. Huo, right?

She couldn't help but touch her eyebrows. It turned out that what her sister said was true. She really looked more like those former Mrs. Huo.

Although she was unhappy about Huo Jingbo's mistake, it didn't matter. She was very confident in her beauty. Besides, she was much younger than Shang Manyue. Which man would not like her and fall at her feet?

Right now, the most important thing is to take down Huo Jingbo first.

"Well, Mr. Huo, you are drunk. Let's go to the room upstairs to rest. Come, I will help you..."