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

"Boss!"

"red beans!"

"Mrs. Gu."

All three people were stunned.

Because of her agility, Zhao Xinyi instinctively reached out and supported Hongdou.

After helping her steady, Zhao Xinyi gave her strength to support herself, thinking that this bastard Gu Junxie threw such a big bomb right at the start, not afraid of scaring people to death.

Song Fuan, who knew nothing about Gu Junxie's identity, excitedly grabbed Hongdou's arm when he heard that he was a hidden billionaire, jumped up and shouted:

"Boss, your husband is a billionaire. He is a billionaire! He can earn hundreds of millions a year from dividends alone. Oh my god, he is so rich, so rich, so rich."

Zhao Xinyi rolled her eyes at her:

"Come on, you are the daughter of the Song family after all. Is a mere 100 million so exaggerated for you? Do you need to jump up and shout?"

"Miss Zhao, you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, so you don't understand the suffering of the people. Although I was born with plenty of money, I have seen too many ordinary people who have experienced all kinds of tragedies because of money. Think about it from the perspective of the eldest daughter. She is a girl who has worked hard from the bottom of society. She is an only child. She has to face the problem of providing for her parents in the future and has to bear the mortgage. If she has a child, she will have to renovate the house quickly and have to bear the mortgage again. Her husband is a designer with great talent but no place to use his talents. There are a lot of people in the family to support. I feel suffocated just thinking about it. But now it's different. Her husband is rich, a billionaire. All the problems are solved. She can fight for her dreams easily in the future."

"Dreams, not food and clothing. Do you understand the value of the word dream?"

Song Fuan was still dancing.

But Hongdou, who had recovered from the shock, just said softly to Suri:

"I'll take the things, you can go now."

Just let him go like this?

No need for an autograph or anything?

Why not wear it for an interview?

Don't you want to ask about the matching ideas?

Don't want to take a photo together?

It was the first time that Su Li was treated so coldly, but fortunately, when Song Fuan and Zhao Xinyi heard that Su Li was leaving, they immediately came forward, took photos with him, asked for his autograph, and after some compliments, reluctantly sent him to the elevator.

After Su Li left, Zhao Xinyi and Song Fuan immediately returned to the office, locked the door, and checked the time:

"Boss, we only have a few minutes. Go change into your dress."

"No need to change, An An, go tell Tao Tao to let the others leave on time."

Anko sat in the chair, her mind full of repeated thoughts about what a nine-digit income should be.

No matter how many times you count it, it will be in the billions.

Hundreds of millions!

This is equivalent to her getting married quickly and marrying a billionaire!

She had a chance of winning the jackpot in this lottery.

Logically speaking, she should be happy. Just as Song Fuan said, with money, all problems in life can be solved, and from now on, she can live a relaxed and comfortable life.

Everything is up to you.

No need to look at other people's noses, eyes and mouths anymore!

She and Su Su had this dream countless times.

I even thought about how I would waste my extravagant life after my dream came true.

But at this moment she just wanted to be quiet.

Be alone and quiet.

When Zhao Xinyi heard that she would not meet last year, she immediately became anxious, "Nan Hongdou, we must start and end everything we do. Even if your husband is a billionaire, so what? Even if he is the richest man in Tanzhou, the president of Gu Group, the most powerful man in the world, so what? He is still him, and you are still you."

"Xinyi, what you said seems to make sense. We women really can't live by relying on men. We still have to attend this annual meeting."

Song Fuan also joined in.

Hongdou stared at the two of them again and again, "Then you guys take the bus. I'll drive myself anyway."

As soon as I heard the word "bus".

Song Fuan covered his chest and shook his head quickly:

"No, I get carsick."

Zhao Xinyi echoed:

"Me a little too."

"Then why are you still talking!" Hongdou took the dress Zhao Kongqing gave her and quickly walked into the lounge in the office.

Come out after changing clothes.

Song Fuan had already greeted Yang Zhitao, but still failed to get the address of the annual meeting.

They just said they could drive behind the bus.

Zhao Xinyi looked at Hongdou's slender waist and was extremely envious. "Don't mention it, don't mention it. My brother is a bachelor, but when it comes to appreciating women, he really has a different perspective than most people. Hongdou, you look so cool in this dress! "

"Indeed, it fits the identity of a strong woman boss!"

Song Fuan snapped two photos, then pointed at Hongdou's dull face and said, "Although your face is beautiful, you still need to put on some rouge and powder to match the clothes you are wearing and such a grand occasion as today."

"Don't worry, I'll call Coco and ask her to go with our car."

"You let Coco put makeup on in the car? Then who's driving? You? Or me? What are our driving skills?"

"Can't I ask for help?"

Zhao Xinyi immediately got Zhao Keke, a talented amateur makeup artist, and also called her brother to come over and took advantage of his car.

When Zhao Kongqing saw that Hongdou chose the dress he gave her, he was so proud that he didn't even bother to hide it because his sister assigned him as a driver.

the other side.

In the Cullinan.

Gu Junxie looked at Suri, who looked like a defeated rooster, rubbing his hands while waiting for him to get on the bus. He couldn't wait to ask:

"How was it? How did my wife react?"

"She fainted."

Suri answered truthfully.

"Ah? Fainted?"

Zhang Chi turned back from the cab and looked at the two of them sitting in the back seat:

"That shouldn't be the case. Madam, you've seen a lot of things in life, so you shouldn't faint, right?"

Gu Junxie was also surprised, so he asked:

"It's just a designer dress. How could it scare my wife like this? Did you tell me the price of the dress?"

"said."

Suli nodded.

"What did you say?"

Gu Junxie asked.

Suri frowned slightly:

"It wasn't me who said that. It was the two chirping sparrows beside her who said that the dress was worth a house."

"And then my wife fainted from fright?"

"Not really. She just asked me if I paid for the dress in full or in installments?"

"What did you say?"

"I said I paid in full."

"And then my wife fainted from fright?"

"That's not the case. After she knew the full amount was paid, she asked me if she could return it?"

"And then? Suri! Can you please finish your words at once?" Gu Junxie roared.

Suri sighed, "In my career, I have always been the one who gets requests from others. How can I ask her to return the product? So I must ask her why she wants to return it? I asked her, do you not like my design? Or do you not like me as a person?"

"What did my wife say?"

"Gu Junxie, could you please stop talking about your wife, your wife, your wife, and your husband Baonan all the time?" Suri felt it was very noisy when hearing the three words "my wife".

He always likes quiet time when doing design, and today he has already spoken at least as much vocabulary as he would have in the past month.

At this moment, Zhang Chi corrected him:

"Designer Su, what you said is wrong. My boss is a wife-loving husband."

"Don't interrupt, Suri, tell me quickly, what happened next?" Gu Junxie's whole mind was on his wife.

Suri looked at him. "Didn't you tell me to help you prepare for your identity to be revealed to your wife tonight as much as possible under the conditions allowed? I helped you prepare when your wife clearly stated that she was just poor."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much. How did you lay the groundwork?"

"I said my fashion design studio is a partnership between the two of us."

"That's good, you're smart, Suli!" Gu Junxie patted his chest and praised him, but then he thought something was wrong, "No, you scared my wife to death with just one sentence like that."

"Not really." Su Li replied calmly, "I just mentioned it to your wife."

"Which one?"

Gu Junxie's patience has run out.

Suri stared at him:

"I said I'll give you nine-digit dividends every year!"