After a flash marriage, the billionaire president drove a tractor with one hand

Gu Junxiang quickly searched through the chat history between her and Shen Jinge, and indeed found the picture that Shen Jinge had sent her in the previous picture.

Compare it with Zhao Ping's face.

"Your name is Zhao Ping."

"Didn't I just introduce myself?"

Zhao Ping felt that the man in front of him was probably mentally ill.

Gu Junxiang laughed out loud, "What a shitty fate! Not only do I know your name is Zhao Ping, I also know that you had an ex-girlfriend who you dated for several years, and she got married to another man on the day you got your marriage certificate. Then you went on blind dates like crazy, and one of your blind dates was named Shen, Shen Jinge."

Shen Jinge, ah Shen Jinge.

You are really hungry.

Gu Junxiang looked at Zhao Ping carefully. Just as he thought he was, he was indeed mediocre in every way and not outstanding at all.

Zhao Ping was very surprised:

"How do you know about me?"

"I'm Shen Jinge's best friend. My name is Lin Xiang. I'm glad to meet you. Thank you for saving me just now."

Gu Junxiang stretched out his hand.

If she had met Zhao Ping at other times, she would have definitely sneered at such a man, but today she looked at Zhao Ping with interest, as if she had found some very strange balance point.

"Lin Xiang? You are...Shuanglin Group..."

"Yes, I am the president of Shuanglin Group, but... have you heard of me?" Gu Junxiang thought, Shen Jinge wouldn't even tell me this, right?

Although Shen Jinge called her Xiangxiang in private, he only recognized the name Gu Junxiang and never called her Lin Xiang. When introducing her to others, he would bring up her identity in the Gu family, after all, it would work better.

Zhao Ping breathed a sigh of relief:

"Then it seems that I saved my own people by chance. Maybe I will call you Madam President soon, right?"

"Mrs. President?"

Gu Junxiang was full of doubts about this title.

Zhao Ping smiled and said:

"I am the secretary of Mr. Shi of Shengting Group."

"Are you the secretary of that bastard Shi Yanci? Isn't his secretary a woman? I heard that he found a male secretary?"

“I just took office.”

Zhao Ping smiled bitterly.

He earned a million dollars a year but did nothing every day, and spent every day mediating between two women, Yu Tiantian and his mother.

He can't stay in that house for even a minute now.

"Since we are so destined to meet, why don't we go have a drink together? I remember there is a Riverbank Cafe nearby. The steaks there are pretty good, and the desserts are also very unique."

Gu Junxiang took the initiative to invite.

Zhao Ping, who was upset and had nowhere to go, nodded and agreed:

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

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Hengye Group.

The whole company was filled with excitement, and Hongdou's office was almost lifted up by Zhao Xinyi's laughter.

She even brought two bottles of champagne in an exaggerated manner, wishing to celebrate the victory of the bet agreement in advance.

Hongdou stepped in, and Zhao Xinyi came over excitedly:

"Boss, it's a blast. The God of Wealth Doesn't Save the Resentful Woman you designed has become a total hit. Boss, have you watched the video? The trending searches for "God of Wealth Doesn't Save the Resentful Woman" are now number one. In less than half a day, our sales have surpassed "Pretty in Pink"."

It was an almost overwhelming victory.

But Hongdou couldn't smile at all. There were less than ten days left before the end of the gambling agreement. This order from Hengyao was her last trump card, a battle that would decide her life or death.

Now that the battle has started earlier, it gives Xu Zhike more time to respond, and she no longer has any trump cards.

Even if she went out to negotiate with clients and place orders every day in the following period, it would be a drop in the bucket.

"Of course. Don't people nowadays like to kneel in the temple of the God of Wealth? Love is shit. In this age where sex doesn't necessarily lead to success, men can only add icing on the cake. Making money is the right path for us women."

Song Fuan had not expected that the power of the God of Wealth not saving the resentful woman was so great.

This piece of jewelry has almost set off a wave of women's value awakening. At least in front of Yue Lao, the God of Wealth has a sure win.

Sales are rising with great momentum.

"Boss, where are we going to celebrate after work? We need to have a celebration party in advance, right?"

Zhao Xinyi couldn't hide anything.

Seeing that Hongdou looked unhappy, Song Fuan hurriedly stopped Zhao Xinyi and said, "We have waited for such a long time. We can have a meal together to celebrate the small victory, but a celebration banquet is too high-profile. Let's wait until the gambling agreement is over."

"Okay, then I'll treat you tonight."

Zhao Xinyi is very straightforward.

Hongdou didn't want to spoil their current mood, so she suppressed all her uneasiness.

"Let's go to Yuyuan tonight for dinner. If you can reserve a table, I'll treat you. You've worked hard following me during this period of time and have suffered a lot."

"I didn't bring my phone, An An, do you have your phone?"

"I left it outside. I'll go get it."

"I'll do it."

Yang Zhitao brought in a cup of fruit tea and handed it to Hongdou, then picked up the phone and dialed Yuyuan's food ordering hotline.

The other party replied that the private room reservations were all booked until the beginning of next month, and the individual seats were already fully booked today.

Yang Zhitao looked at Hongdou with regret:

"Boss Nan, there are no more private rooms or seats available."

"and many more."

Although he heard the name "Mr. Nan", he quickly asked:

"The President Nan you are talking about, is that Ms. Nan Hongdou?"

"Yes."

Yang Zhitao turned on the loudspeaker in surprise.

A sweet voice on the other end of the phone said, "If it's Ms. Nan Hongdou, you can use our supreme member box tonight."

"Supreme Member Box? President Nan, are you a supreme member of Yuyuan?"

Nan Hongdou looked over and shook her head:

"No."

The other party explained, "It's like this. Our chairman has specifically told us that if Ms. Nan Hongdou and her friends want to dine at Yuyuan, they can use our chairman's private room if there is a shortage of private rooms. However, there is a minimum consumption."

A private room is enough.

The minimum consumption is easy to determine.

After Hongdou nodded in agreement, the other party said:

"By the way, our chairman's friends can enjoy a 50% discount card. Do you need to order food in advance?"

Zhao Xinyi is the best at ordering food.

She quickly calculated the amount and then asked, "Is it enough for the minimum consumption?"

The other party chuckled:

"The minimum consumption for our supreme member box is 88 yuan for tea. The types of tea include Moon Over the Jade Stream, Silver Needle of Junshan Mountain, Green Peak of Tianmu Mountain, Red Plum of Jiuqu Mountain, Green Snow of Jingting Mountain, Green Tea of ​​Yangyan Mountain, and Rain of Jinshan Mountain. What kind of tea would you like to order?"

Zhao Xinyi didn't know much about tea tasting, so after hearing all the names, she only remembered the Nine-bend Red Plum.

After ordering, we agreed on a time.

Hongdou kicked them all out of the box.

After closing the door, she looked at the sales of "The God of Wealth Doesn't Save the Blameful Woman" and felt pessimistic. However, the sales volume was inversely proportional to her mood. Her mood was at its lowest point, but the sales volume of "The God of Wealth Doesn't Save the Blameful Woman" had already exceeded the upper limit of Hengyao's previous new product release time.

And the momentum shows no sign of stopping.