After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Clear footsteps sounded in the corridor. The man in a straight suit looked cold. Under the guidance of the Secretary in front of him, he pushed open a heavy door.

The man at his desk who was busy with his business raised his head when he heard the speech, put the documents aside, and calmly covered the pen cap in his hand.

"If I remember correctly, the last time president Mu came to my office was six months ago when the company representative reported on his work." Shang Rui leaned his body against the back of the chair and looked at people in the future loosely. "What's the reason for coming uninvited this time?"

Mu Ming's cold eyes stepped to the table and looked at him: "why am I here? I should always know."

The disdain attitude in his words made Shang Rui sneer, "did you not know your status after Longteng had been kept in your hands for a year? In Fengrui, I still sit in the first position. If you come here with such an attitude, I will think you are deliberately provoking. "

The man's words are cold and full of forbearance. Is it difficult for him to even look at the face of the role of Mu Ming?

Of course, what he was afraid of was not Mu Ming, but the strength of support behind him. When he thought of this, he was even more tolerant. He slapped his hand on the table and looked coldly at the visitor. "If you want to work for Fengrui, I won't give you a chance. It's easy to say what conditions you want to talk about at that time."

The man standing at the table put his hand in the pocket of his trousers, and the corners of his mouth always showed an unidentified smile. After hearing this, he just raised his eyebrow and sat down in a chair next to him, so as to keep a level look with the man behind the desk.

"Mr. Shang, don't forget that I agreed to Miss Song's request. Now I take care of Longteng alone. I will be responsible for my own profits and losses in the next three years. Although it obviously belongs to Fengrui, in a practical sense, I am not limited to you."

He paused and leaned forward. "This year, Longteng has brought good benefits and reputation to Fengrui. At the beginning, you wanted to raise money to invest in the listed company of Xunyang, and I also poured all my money to help. Now, as soon as the storm has passed, you will move the resources in my hand. Why can't it be justified? "

Shang Rui listened and confronted the man in front of him coldly. When he finished, he chuckled, "I can give back those old customers as long as you answer me a question."

"What's the problem?" When asked, I actually have my own guess in my heart.

The fist flat on the desk clenched slightly. Shang Rui's face was completely cold and breathed out a voice faintly: "last time, in addition to Shao Yunchen, song ran pushed Xun Yang into the pit."

He said it was a problem, but he said it in a firm tone. There was no obvious emotion in his words. He even looked at it with his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of banter and condensation.

Mu Ming's expression was slightly stiff and calmly dealt with the visitor's eyes. After that, both of them smiled with their lips, showing some strangeness in the tacit understanding.

"Miss Song and Shang are always husband and wife. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to ask me about her." He restrained his voice and his expression became serious. "If you really want to hear any answer from me, I can only guess that Miss Song has no position to do so, so my answer is no."

"She has no position?" Shang Rui suddenly sneered, leaned back and looked at him, "Mu Ming, do you know the profession of horse trainer? When song ran was at the border, he once tamed the three strongest wild horses. "

In Shang Rui's opinion, he is also a wild horse being domesticated in Song Ran's eyes.

She was cold and arrogant and did not pay attention to anyone. Even her husband had to submit to her feet. If she believes that there is a potential threat to this hierarchical relationship, she will break the track by means.

"Does she need a position to do things?" Thinking of this, Shang Rui's eyes are gradually cold. He knows that entanglement with Mu Ming does not have much substantive significance. With his current situation, he can't give song ran more tempting conditions to buy him off.

"I think you seem to have some misunderstanding about Miss Song."

Mu Ming understood Shang Rui's words more or less. He looked down, and the pale and pale face appeared in his mind. He suddenly felt his throat dry.

"I know her better than you." When Shang Rui heard this, he suddenly waved his hand and had no intention to continue the topic. "I can give you half of the customer resources, and you can fight for the remaining half by yourself if you have the ability."

This is the biggest concession Shang Rui can make. Mu Ming is also very clear in his heart. He will get up after nodding slightly.

At this time, Shang Rui's mobile phone suddenly lit up. He raised his hand and opened the screen. His eyes glanced faintly. It was like he inadvertently thought of something. A simple sentence prevented Mu Ming from leaving.

"Lu Yao, how long haven't you seen each other?"

Mu Ming just pushed away the chair under his body and stood up. Hearing this, his eyes immediately became gloomy. Shang Rui saw it, successfully hooked his lips and continued to push forward the topic, "she remarried with Shao Yunchen, do you know?"

The five fingers hanging on the side of the body curled up slightly. Before waiting to open their mouth, they listened to him continue to say: "not only remarried, but now in Lu Yao's stomach..."

He ordered to stop, then looked at the man in front, the expression on his face slowly became ferocious, and then returned to the previous calm. This process seemed to take a lot of effort, so his chest fluctuated obviously when he breathed later.

"Is Shang always telling me this to imply anything?" Mu Ming curled up into his hands and spoke in a cool voice.

"Hint doesn't count." Shang Rui spread out his hands, "you can understand it as sharing."

He didn't admit it, but Mu Ming couldn't help but expose it. "Sorry, President Shang, I had nothing to do with the Lu family a year ago. She didn't remarry Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen, and I don't care whether she had children or not. After all, Miss Song spent so much effort to pave the way for me. I can't do it again, can I? "

When he finished, his cold eyes fell down and looked at the man at the table.

Shang Rui had no expression on his face. After listening to this, he was also a indifferent attitude. "I thought you were a man who would repay him."

"Shang always thinks he is right again." Mu Ming hooked his shallow lips and responded faintly.

After that, I saw him trim the sleeve of his suit and nod, "I know that President Shang tried his best to get me to have a relationship with the Lu family again, so the cooperation between Longteng and Yingxin also cost you a lot of effort, but I'm really sorry. I can't thank you."

With that, he raised his feet and left. When he stepped out, there was a voice flowing silently in his heart. Shang Rui, you really think you are right this time.

Mu Ming went to the door. When he opened the door, his face was slightly stiff. Then he calmed down quickly, took the door quietly, and walked forward with the steps of women outside the door.

Until the end of the corridor, Mu Ming slowly opened his mouth, "when did you arrive?"

Song Ran's face was expressionless, and his voice seemed to come from the deep seabed.

"Coincidentally, it began with the sentence that he said I tamed wild horses at the border." She hung her lips indifferently. When she raised her eyes, her eyes were not focused, as if she were trapped in some kind of memory. "At that time, we were not married, because we met some things and stayed at the border for half a year. We wanted to stay all the time..."

She hung her eyes again and faintly spit out two words, "what a pity."

Mu Ming stepped down and hooked her lips. "The medicine has stopped. Do you drink?"

"Have tea." She answered faintly, took two more steps, and they came to the elevator.