I'm a widow for the richest man in the world

Chapter 137 It's Warm, It's Time for Me to Warm the Bed

Calculating carefully, King Angelo had approached Si Yanli no less than ten times, and he was ashamed to beg him. He felt that Si Yanli would definitely refuse this time, and felt a little sad in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Si Yanli suddenly said, "What's the benefit of being a king?"

"As long as Mr. Si can help our country through the economic crisis, you can mention the benefits as you like. By the way, the king can control the entire country's oil."

In other words, as long as Si Yanli helps King Angelo overcome the economic crisis, all the oil in his entire country can be mined by Si Yanli, and the huge assets can no longer be measured by money!

Si Yanli thought that Meng Riwan was still upstairs sorting out the materials of the lawsuit with Angelo, and didn't want her to work so hard, so he said, "You can help me, I don't want oil, I want all your medicinal materials."

"Medical materials? Our country is not rich in medicinal materials, and there are only a few common ones." Angelo hesitated.

Si Yanli said: "That's what I want. Give it all to me, and I'll personally come over to help you solve the economic crisis in three days' time."

Angelo suddenly couldn't understand what Si Yanli was thinking, but it was a great thing that he was willing to help him. What kind of medicinal materials are not medicinal materials, as long as Si Yanli mentions them, he can get some for his wife. indivual.

"Also, fight my lawsuit as usual. My defense lawyer is my wife. Make her happy if you lose. If she's not happy, don't talk about everything."

This is Si Yanli's last request.

Angelo? ? ?
"Good king, I will lose very ugly!" He said sincerely.

Si Yanli: "Hang up."

He hung up the phone directly and went upstairs.

Meng Riwan worked in the study room, and there was a thick stack of materials, so she wasn't too tired, but Si Yanli could clearly feel that her health was getting worse.

The medicinal materials of Qianweiliangyao are very rare, and many of them are not available in China. They can only be found abroad, and it is difficult to refine, so they are sold for tens of millions. This kind of medicine can prolong life for people who are not sick. Can save lives.

Meng Riwan looks very energetic on weekdays, but in fact she is almost at the point of exhaustion. She has been living on expensive medicinal materials for the past few years, so it is no wonder that she works so hard to climb up.

Without money, there is no chance of survival.

Si Yanli made rock sugar pears for Meng Riwan, but she didn't drink any of it. She lay on the table and looked at Si Yanli, who could cook and stew soup, and asked, "Have you been a chef these few years? Why?" Are the dishes so delicious?"

"I have learned it." Si Yanli replied calmly.

Meng Riwan became interested: "Is it true? Isn't your identity supposed to be served by a large group of people every day? You still use yourself to cook? The rich second generation has become such a dog?"

Si Yanli raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "I learned it for a certain girl."

Meng Riwan's face darkened: "Who!"

Si Yanli said: "The person who lost my couple's pajamas heard that she likes Cantonese cuisine, so she went to country Z and studied for two months. Later, she heard that she likes spicy food, so she invited another Hunan cuisine." The chef studied for a month and learned something."

"Why do I sound like nonsense?" Meng Riwan didn't believe it at all.

Si Yanli: "I love you, don't you believe it?"

Meng Riwan: "..."

All right, they can't chat anymore, honestly finish eating and let Si Yan leave to wash the dishes.

Si Yanli did exactly that, and said, "Do you need me to warm the bed at night? It's cold, and I'm more practical than a warm baby."

(End of this chapter)