My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

"Master, are you here?"

The light of the flashlight swept around the empty room. In the darkness, Su Qiao closed her eyes to hide the red circles around her eyes, and stood up, "Uncle He, I'm here."

Uncle He breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, are you not used to living at home?"

Su Qiao walked over as if nothing had happened, with a smile in her voice, "No, I'm here to find something."

"Have you found it? It's already two o'clock. If you don't go back, the master and madam will be worried." Uncle He approached him and looked at him worriedly.

Su Qiao bent down, reached out to pick up a family photo from the ground, "I found it." He wiped off the dirty footprints on it, carefully put it in his jacket pocket, and walked out of this luxurious and gorgeous villa calmly.

On the stone steps in front of the door, he glanced back.

This is where Sujo lived for 18 years.

Under the golden street lamps, lush creepers rippling on the white walls, and two silver birch trees were planted at the door, which were planted by Su's father when he was born, hoping that he would grow as vigorously and vigorously as these two trees.

But now, the person who planted this tree is facing imprisonment, and the Su family building has been reduced to ashes in just half a month.

A month ago, Su Qiao was the young master in the circle of overseas students and sought after by everyone, but now he has to bear the debts of the entire family.

The former richest man in Rongcheng went bankrupt with a debt of [-] million yuan. Su's father's future in the detention center was uncertain, and Su Qiao's mother, that elegant and gentle woman, was depressed and frowning all day long.

His cousins, dependent on the power of the Su family, spent most of their lives well-clothed and well-fed, and now they are also reduced to jobless vagrants.

The trees fell and the monkeys scattered, and there were no friends in the mall. In the past half a month, Su Qiao had begged almost every friend of Su's father, but without exception, he stood by and watched, and what's more, he had already begun to eat away at the market that Su's family used to have.

When the predicament suddenly collapsed, it was Uncle He who took in their family and the former customers.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

The old butler had long regarded himself as a member of the Su family, even though he knew that the Su family was no longer that big tree, but the plague of poverty that everyone was afraid of contracting.

But he still respects them as always, and Uncle He rented the current rental house for them.

Su Qiao didn't come to this house to find something, he was just a little out of breath, unable to face Su's mother's tears, and needed a place for him to calm down.

In the past, no one had any demands on him. He had an excellent elder brother who could inherit the family business. As a pampered youngest son, his duty was to make his parents happy and entertain them.

Now my brother is running abroad to raise money, trying to find a way to get Su's father out, and Su's father also wants to find an excellent manager and establish a sound fund system. No one has ever thought of asking Su Qiao to stir up the family business.

However, tomorrow he will take on the heavy responsibility of the whole family, to negotiate with the president who bought their company, and to beg him to forgive him.

As the successor, as long as he does not pursue it, his father will not be prosecuted for his previous economic crimes and will not go to jail, and the family's debts can also get a slight respite.

But how could it be possible, who would damage his own interests and sympathize with a person who has nothing to do with him, and his family?

It's ridiculous just thinking about it.

But for the sake of his mother and the Su family, he had no choice but to humbly beg for an expectation that didn't exist at all.

He is no longer the young master who always has the Su family standing in front of him and his father to protect him at all times.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, patted her face, not to worry those who cared about him, took off her coat and put it on Uncle He's stooped shoulders, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go home."

In the morning of early autumn, even though the sky is sunny and sunny, there is a stimulating chill.

Su Qiao wore a cheap T-shirt, a denim jacket, and the once valuable woolen coat, all of which were sold for hope of life. The moment he entered the former Su's building.

All kinds of eyes are like thorns on the back.

He seldom appears in Su's, but he has a face that anyone will remember once they see it.

During his six-year study abroad career, the reason why he was able to thrive was not only because he was rich, he would send his children abroad, especially if he was studying in a prestigious school.

In fact, because of her outstanding looks, red lips, white teeth, handsome vigor, and a good figure with long legs and narrow waist, many times a brokerage company asked Su Qiao if she had the desire to debut as a star.

At that time, he was aloof and had no interest in acting, and never thought of taking this path.

For a while, whispers arose.

Even though the heating in the building was rushing towards him, Su Qiao felt a chill that was stronger than the cold wind outside the building. He had no expression on his face, his back was straight like a soldier, and he walked straight to the front desk.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for Mr. He."

The receptionist raised his head and looked at him a few more times, "Do you have an appointment?"

Su Qiao rested her elbow on the metal counter, staring at her oppressively, "I am Su Lihua's son, Su Qiao."

The receptionist had a grim expression, picked up the phone, said a few words and hung up, "Mr. He is in a meeting now, please go to the living room and wait a bit."

Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, at least willing to see him, there is still a little hope.

He was ready to beg the secretary. He had been familiar with the matter of begging for half a month, and it would become a joke in their circle of friends.

Anyway... he couldn't see either.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room were two middle-aged men with sad faces, holding documents in their hands, with the same purpose as Su Qiao.

The two men share the same illness and pity each other, and they hate seeing each other too late. You talk, and I chat with each other.

"This He Zhijin is really capable. In just five years, he led the Wudong Group to the top ten of Huaguo's wealth list..."

"The magazine called him the pioneer of the new era, and the companies he invested in made a lot of money."

"The illegitimate son, the son born to the old man of the He family is the only one who is perfect."

"I've seen him, very young, young talent."

Su Qiao listened casually. The name He Zhijin sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

But he didn't pay much attention to it. He flipped through the materials in his hand and reviewed the process of asking for help.

Six hours later, he was the only one left in the living room. The secretary knocked on the door, and Su Qiao got on the exclusive elevator.

In the huge office, the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the sunlight. Su Qiao walked in with the secretary. The first thing that caught my eye was a silhouette with broad shoulders and a straight back. The man was wearing a dark blue shirt with a good texture, with two buttons on the collar, casual and sexy. .

The cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the elbows, the arms were slender, the muscles were smooth and beautiful, and there was a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, the dial was shining brightly in the sun.

He sat behind the large black and simple desk. The black leather chair did not turn to the front because of Su Qiao's arrival, and he looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows quietly.

"Mr. He." The secretary called softly.

The man turned his head, revealing an overly good-looking face, with pretty eyebrows, fair skin, and a pair of dark pupils under the sun that were bottomless and cold.

The blood in Su Qiao's whole body congealed in an instant, his whole body became stiff, and his heartbeat stopped suddenly, as if he had been petrified.

That was his first boyfriend - Zhao Chen.

After six years of polishing, Zhao Chen lost his youthful aura, and changed from a young boy to a mature and stable man.

It's like being a different person.

The eyes of the two intertwined, He Zhijin narrowed his eyes slightly, paused for a second, without any disturbance, raised his jaw, motioning Su Qiao to sit down.

Su Qiao forced herself to be calm, like a marionette, sitting stiffly on the soft black leather sofa.

There were only two words in his head.

It’s over.

That first love boyfriend who was poor and white, who fought wherever he pointed, and obeyed his words, unexpectedly transformed into Mr. He of the Wudong Group.

I still remember that it was raining heavily that day, and the man Zhao Chen, no, he should be called He Zhijin now, stared at him coldly and said, "Su Qiao, you will definitely regret it."

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

Su Qiao truly confirmed this sentence.

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