Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Yin Jue's head is extremely large, "What are you going to do?"

   "Let me remind you first, my company's projects this year have been completed, and it is difficult to temporarily withdraw cash. At most this amount can be withdrawn."

   He said a number.

   For people like them, the number Yin Jue said was average, and for ordinary people, the number given by Yin Jue was absolutely astronomical.

   Quan Ronglian pressed the bridge of her nose with her fingers and paused, "Not enough."

"How much do you want?"

   "Add double."

   Twice!

   He really dared to speak!

   Robbing a bank doesn’t even come with this kind of money!

Yin Jue's temple jumped abruptly twice, "I don't have that much money. I told you that the company's funds are all working on projects. You should tell me earlier, and I will definitely tell you nothing. You want so much money temporarily. , how can I help you?"

   Quan Ronglian raised the corner of her mouth, full of masculinity, "Sell yourself."

   "Selling yourself?!" The face of General Yin of the Yin Consortium, who has always been known for smiling tigers, turned blue instantly, "Stop joking, is this the time to joke?"

   "Master didn't joke with you." Quan Ronglian said without question, "Go to Gu Qingshen for the rest of the money, she must have it."

   "Shen? She really should have. Her company has just completed a project, and now the funds are returned. However, what you want is not a small amount. I'm not sure if she will agree to take it out."

   "She will. Because it is not only for me, but also for Han Xiaoye."

  Gu Qingshen, the little loach who has always felt indebted because of Yan Xu's matter, has not said much in these years, but has made a lot of effort in action.

  The two grew up together and had a good relationship. Han Xiaoye regarded her as a good sister and a good girlfriend. What does Gu Qingshen say? It's not enough to just look at money, but it's not easy to spend her money. There are not many people in this world. And Han Xiaoye is precisely one of the people who can make her voluntarily give out the money.

   Yin Jue pondered, and had to admit that Quan Ronglian was right.

   If Han Xiaoye used this money, Shen Shen was 80% likely to be willing to take it out.

but……

   "What are you doing with so much money? Buying stocks?"

   "Do business."

   "Doing business?"

Quan Ronglian leaned against the wall and sneered, "If she wants to be the president, she has to make performances to convince the public. I happen to have a project that I plan to find someone to cooperate with. The fat and water will not flow to outsiders' fields, and the cheap little sour jujube will become a Purdue of all sentient beings. ."

"You shouldn't say that you started planning X plan last year, right?" Yin Jue was like hell, "Are you crazy? You have planned this plan perfectly, and the relationship and funds are in place. What kind of method do you need? Partner? This project is enough for you to earn tens of billions of dollars, and the money is on your lips, and you still have to share half of it with others?"

   It costs 5 billion to pick up a girl in one go, and it’s still not enough. It’s very good, it’s very willful.

   "I understand your feeling that you want to help the little loach. You can help others, why do you have to do this? This is too much money, no way."

   "That's all. Grandpa will help her stop everyone's mouths at one time. She can socialize, and I will do it in the future."

  Yin Jue couldn't say anything to him, so he gave up, "Whatever you want, don't regret it yourself."

After   , he hung up the phone.

  …

  Han Xiaoye stayed in the conference room for three hours. Even with Si Nanqing and Fu Xiao in charge, there was still a lot of opposition to her acting as president. She forcibly suppressed the arrogance of one of them. She knows that these compromises are temporary, and now the board of directors may not know how many people are waiting to see her jokes and seize her to take the position.

   "Are you okay?" The meeting room was gone, and Sinanqing gave her a worried look.

  Han Xiaoye's fingertips trembled slightly, his face turned pale, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly said, "It's okay."

  Si Nanqing knew that she had never been exposed to this aspect before, and she was frightened enough when the quarrel just now, but she was still impressed by her performance just now.

   "Well, it's fine. Ono, go back and rest first, leave it to me here."

"Forget it, I'll stay here to help you. My uncle is not here, and there is a backlog of documents. If I leave, what will you do alone? You and Sister Fan are not familiar with them yet. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it." Han Xiaoye shook Shaking his head.

  Si Nanqing smiled, dazzling beautifully, "Qiqi will come to accompany me later, don't worry. With her here, my disease is well controlled."

  Fu Xiao said at the right time, "Xiaoye, listen to Sinanqing, I'll take you back first. Take a rest and don't go to work today."

"But……"

   "No but, do you want to exhaust yourself before Zhiyan comes back?" Fu Xiao was serious, put his hands on her shoulders, turned her around strongly, and pushed her outside.

   When she went out, she called out with an 'Yeah'.

When it was over, she forgot that Quan Ronglian was still outside. Wanting Quan Ronglian to act as ambiguous with her as before, so that my uncle saw that the two were going to fight.

   Fu Xiao didn't know why, so he asked her, "What's wrong?"

  Han Xiaoye swept around the outside with his bright eyes. He didn't see the person before. He breathed a sigh of relief and said vaguely, "No...nothing."

   "Let's go, go home." Fu Xiao took her away without further questioning.

  Han Xiaoye quietly looked around while walking. After confirming that no one was there, she blinked strangely and followed Fu Xiao's footsteps step by step.

  …

   This kind of thing happened at home, and the clouds were bleak.

   Although Feng Yaqin tried her best to appear to believe that Fu Zhiyan was fine in front of her, in fact her cautious eyes betrayed her heart.

  Han Xiaoye felt uncomfortable. After chatting with her for a while, he returned to his room.

   She was busy all morning, her feet didn't touch the ground, and she didn't even have time to look at her phone. Suddenly she was free, but she didn't feel relaxed, instead, endless unease kept pounding in her chest.

   She is very familiar with every furnishings in the room. Usually, when she is lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, Fu Zhiyan always works at the desk. If she yells or laughs while playing games, he usually has no choice but to call out his name from the upper body of the dean. At that time, she could take the opportunity to make trouble, prevent him from working, and deliberately trick him into the bed and roll the sheets.

  When two people stay together, they always feel that the bedroom is small, and they can see each other when they look up and down. But she was really alone, but she felt that the bedroom was too big, empty, like a heart, empty, cool and windy.

There are still their wedding photo frames hanging on the wall. She took the photos herself, because she likes the kind of stealing kiss photos, and she strongly requested that they be made into large photo frames and hung on the wall. Now that Han Xiaoye's nose is sour, Tears fell suddenly.