The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 146 Qiao Qi Returns (8)

14th Floor, Sophie Building.

"At nine o'clock in the morning, attend Sophie's annual department report meeting. At noon, President Li of Changping Group invites you to have lunch. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Haitian Film and Television's new film "Phantom" will invite you to attend."

Tang Ke flipped through the itinerary and stood aside to report.

"In addition, ANGEL's general manager Joe also made an appointment at two o'clock this afternoon. Do you think it will be later..."

"No! Just let Mr. Sun from the PR department attend the press conference for me."

Huo Qirui said without raising his head, and signed his name on the document with the tip of his pen flying around.

Tang Ke nodded.

My heart started to cry...

The president of Haitian's first film was so disrespectful!

God!He also patted his chest and promised the leading beauties of the new film that the president would appreciate it...

It's really rewarding right now.

However, it was a slap in the face...

Sure enough, the Sacred Heart is unpredictable!

As soon as Tang Ke left, the internal line on the office desk rang.

"President, there is a call from the secretary office of ANGEL Group, do I need to answer it for you?" The female secretary's business-like voice came from the phone.

Huo Qirui paused his pen, and said with an uncertain expression on his stern face, "Come in."

"Mr. Huo, I have accepted all the shares of the Du Group in your hands. Prepare your information and see you at the Inspur Club this afternoon."

Everything on the inside line, the voice on the phone became Joan.

Such a cold and rigid voice is really hard to connect with the handsome young man at the banquet.

"Young Master Qiao, I have prepared a copy of the information for you. It depends on whether you have the ability to accept it."

Xie Mei's voice carried a trace of imperceptible insidiousness, and the pen in her right hand tapped the table lightly, again and again.

The place where the pen tip fell happened to be the face of a little girl crying in despair.

The top floor of the Inspur clubhouse is a meeting place exclusively for gold card VIPs.

In the middle of the afternoon, the sky outside was a clear color, and the sunlight came in through the transparent glass on the top floor.

There were relatively few guests in the clubhouse in the afternoon, so Joan quietly sat down outside by the window.

Black hair that reaches the ears, a thin nose bridge when viewed from the side, a perfect face shape, and bright and shining eyes.

It seems that as long as he sits in any corner, that place will become a castle in a fairy tale.

Because, the prince is sitting there.

Joan pursed her thin lips, looking at the busy world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

On the land of Yuncheng, no matter in the sun or in the dark, as long as he stomped his feet lightly, it would cause a big wave.

But these overwhelming power and wealth are not what he wants.

He has asked the people in his hands to investigate.

As long as he gets back the Du's shares financed by Sophie Group, Liang Chen has no reason to stay by Huo Qirui's side.

He had been waiting for her for too long, too long to watch her stay by someone else's side and remain indifferent.

The girl he swore to protect with his life, he couldn't feel at ease handing it over to anyone.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiao would be so fond of a Du family who loses tens of millions a year...?"

Unknowingly, Huo Qirui had already walked in and sat down opposite him.

His legs crossed together leisurely, and he said lazily, "Or is Mr. Qiao favoring other things from Dushi...or people?"

"Mr. Huo, you own 70.00% of Du's shares, and the estimated market value is around 200 billion. If you make an offer, I will accept all of it."

Qiao An crossed her white hands like jade, and said straight to the point.

"Oh? Mr. Qiao, I want to talk about the reason why the Du family, who I have tried so hard to raise money, has to hand over to others?"

Huo Qirui stared at Qiao An's face with playful eyes.

"Oh. Du Shi is just a Titanic that is about to hit an iceberg. I am willing to accept it. Mr. Huo should be grateful to me, right?"

Joan's fair face clearly still had a smile like spring, but there was a sharp light in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)