The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

"Miss Liu, it has been confirmed that you will be the heroine of their first new year's drama. This is a remake of a blockbuster. After a long rotation, you just got the role as soon as you came back. What do you think?" Qiao bao'er is sitting in front of the sofa in her bedroom, watching the entertainment gossip and broadcasting the news about Liu Yiyi's return to the entertainment industry.

"Miss Liu, since you came out six years ago, you have been playing important leading roles. It is also said that you refuse to accept ordinary plays. Everyone has been very curious about your gossip. Can you reveal the identity of the other party a little bit?"

"Miss Liu, you suddenly disappeared three years ago. Have you married into a rich family? Did you come back because your partner connived at your interest?"

Liu Yiyi did not answer with a smile.

She looks fashionable and elegant in a light yellow suit with a snow imitation skirt. When asked about the scandal, she blushes slightly and looks happy and shy.

"Junzhimu is very kind to her."

Qiao bao'er looks at the face in the TV, which is almost eight minutes similar to himself, and suddenly feels a little stuffy.

Qiao bao'er never cares about entertainment gossip, but recently she can't help but pay attention to Miss Liu. She doesn't know whether she is in a hurry or... Cares.

All of a sudden, she wants to know more about Liu Yiyi. Theoretically, Liu Yiyi is also her "rival in love."

"Lu Qinan!" Grabbing the mobile phone, Qiao bao'er makes a call to Mr. Lu.

She didn't dare to ask junzhimu directly, but Lu Qinan was different. The goods were familiar. She thought Lu Qinan was much easier to get along with than junzhimu.

Lu Qinan on the other end of the mobile phone was surprised to receive her call.

After thinking for a while, he answered, "well, Joe, have you been stimulated by the recent news? Jealous? "

He was still a bit of a schadenfreude in his old tone.

When Qiao bao'er heard the word "jealous", her face collapsed.

"I'm not jealous. I just want to care if I really have a half sister," he retorted

Speaking of this matter, Lu Qinan once doubted, "don't think about it. Liu Yiyi has no blood relationship with you."

"Liu Yiyi has been an orphan since childhood. When she was a baby, she was adopted by an old couple in Canada. As an adult, she went to university in the United States. Zhimu met her in New York six years ago..."

Qiao bao'er's expression is a little awkward. She also knows that Miss Liu is not likely to be her blood sister. She just wants to inquire about the enemy.

But she suddenly thought of a thing, some don't understand, "Lu Qinan, last time in C City, you said Jun Zhimu went to worship her?"

"Do you think she died and buried in C City, Liu Yiyi's ancestral home in C City?" Just like her.

Speaking of this, Lu Qinan's face was a little strange and his voice was low. "I don't know about other people's ancestral home, but... At the beginning, Liu Yiyi knew mu. What they talked about most was the high school in C City..."

"Is it my alma mater? Hello, Lu Qinan. Last time you said Jun Zhimu had been back for half a year in the No.1 High School of C City... "Qiao bao'er was a little excited when he mentioned that high school.

"I suggest you don't mention that high school in front of Zhimu. He doesn't like to be mentioned." Lu Qinan interrupted her.

Qiao bao'er listened to his serious tone and did not ask again.

It seems that every time I talk about junzhimu's half year in C City six years ago, I always hide something, as if it were a secret that I can't tell.

"But to tell you the truth, in addition to your facial features and stature, hey hey... Qiao bao'er, you are so violent. Liu Yiyi's gentle lady, you can't compare with others."

Lu Chi Nan finally laughed at her and hung up the phone.

Qiao bao'er didn't bother him any more. He just thought of Miss Liu, and his heart was always a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

"As soon as Liu Yiyi came back, she moved the position of the female leader from Lu Qinan to her. You son of a bitch didn't see him give me any gifts. You are so kind to one but not to the other." Her words were a little sour.

Originally, she was a little looking forward to the remake of the blockbuster, but "Liu Yiyi's weak temperament is not suitable for the play at all. Junzhimu is obviously throwing money to support her..."

Jun Zhimu is busy recently. She guesses that she is busy with Miss Liu. After all, this time Liu Yiyi robbed the role of another woman.

"It's you who took the role that originally belonged to Ye Wei!"

The door of the office is pushed open urgently by the person, Yi Si Chen gas rushed to walk in.

"Huan film and television attaches great importance to this play. Last year, it began to rotate roles. Liu Yiyi's temperament is not suitable to be a woman owner. You actually interfere in investment for a woman!"

Because the play is a remake, the crew are top-notch, the goal is to break through the classic, this temporary change of the protagonist increases the investment risk, and yisichen is one of the investors.

Relative to the excitement and anger of Bi Yi Si Chen, Jun Zhi Mu sitting at his desk is indifferent.

"You can divest now."

Jun Zhimu continued to hold his pen and read the documents. He didn't even raise his head, and his voice was cold.

Yi Si Chen looks at him to ignore his appearance too much, the gas is on the head, "cousin! You know it's not just about investment! " He called this cousin, almost gnashing his teeth.

"Cousin, you should know that ye Wei is Qiao Wenyu's wife now." That's Qiao Baoer's stepmother.

Jun Zhi Mu held the pen and said with a low smile, "so what?"

"At least Ye Wei is also a member of Qiao's family. You and Qiao bao'er are legally husband and wife. In order to please your lover, you fight against Qiao's family. Cousin, do you respect Qiao bao'er too much?"

Junzhimu didn't pay much attention to him, but when he mentioned the name of Qiao bao'er, he suddenly raised his head and asked in a cold voice, "what do you want to say?"

Yi Si Chen has been a little afraid of the elder cousin of Jun Zhi Mu since he was a child. He looks unhappy at this time.

"Cousin, I know you take Qiao bao'er as Liu Yiyi's stand in, but no matter what, don't hurt her."

Jun Zhi Mu looked at him, and his eyes became colder and colder. "Today you come here specially to remind me not to hurt Qiao bao'er. You seem to care about her very much!"

"I told you, you don't care about me and Qiao bao'er!"

Yi sichen almost blurted out, "I've been married with bao'er for three years. I know her personality. She can't yield to being a substitute for anyone, and I just had some misunderstanding with her before..."

"What? Regret? Suddenly miss your ex-wife? "

Junzhimu suddenly sneered. His words suppressed his strong emotion and looked at the man in front of him fiercely, "don't forget that she is your cousin now! You should know that if you miss something, you can't look back... "

"Some things are doomed to be impossible in the beginning... So don't be paranoid!"

The voice of the king's Shepherd is gloomy, word by word, which seems to suppress the emotion on the verge of explosion.

"Get out of here."

He suddenly got up from his chair and gave a cold scold.

Yi sichen was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so excited. He seemed to be stimulated by something. His complex emotions were piled up at the bottom of his eyes. Moxibustion was hot and fierce, like

Bang——

Jun's Mu Yang raised his hand and slammed the vase on the left counter onto the floor.

Bao'er and I have been married for three years. We have been together for three years

Yi Si Chen just said that sentence, in his ear constantly reverberate, reverberate... Moxibustion hot eye bottom, heavy suppress a jealousy, jealousy crazy!

They were together for three years, but he waited for six——

People at the top of IP & G group are in a panic

Originally, on the sixth day of this year, some senior executives were lucky to be recalled, and the company held its first meeting with some excitement. But who would have thought that when the meeting time came in the afternoon, the men sitting in the upper position were gloomy.

"For the cooperation with Germany in the undersea tunnel project, all the raw materials are transported from Germany, and the price has been negotiated, but the construction time of the project needs to be pushed forward for two months..." the project director of the cooperation case spoke carefully.

With a cold face, Jun Zhimu grabs a document from the desk and throws it out with a loud slap.

"Two months later?"

He raised his eyes and looked at the project director. His cold voice was obviously dissatisfied with the result.

The project director was in a cold sweat and quickly explained, "president, this is because some core issues of the engineering department need to go abroad..."

"What are you doing with them?"

Jun Zhi Mu interrupted him with a cold voice, and his face was gloomy and ugly. "Directly invite the foreign team back. Is your brain a decoration? You never know how to calculate time capital!"

In front of the huge ring-shaped conference table on the top floor of IP & G group, all the elites are holding their heads down, and the atmosphere is not panting.

Jun Zhimu looked at these people, and the more he looked, the more unpleasant he was. Suddenly, he stood up.

The rest of the people immediately raised their hearts, only to hear Jun Zhimu's impatient command, "you can discuss the rest of the project yourself, and send the decision-making report to my office by tomorrow morning."

Until junzhimu strode out of the meeting room, these poor high-level people were a little relieved.

They all look at each other with bitter faces. The president is not easy to get along with originally. Today, he seems to have eaten dynamite and is not satisfied with any proposal.

Which son of a bitch offended their president!!

Today is the first day of the new year. In the 68 storey IP & G group building, junzhimu stands in front of the French window of the top office, watching the sunset over there. He is in a bad mood.

"President, the flight to New York is scheduled." The Chief Secretary pushed the door and came in to report.

As long as their president is in a bad mood, he likes to work overtime on business. He is a workaholic.

Jun Zhimu is still cold, and his heart is blocked. He is very agitated. With long legs, he goes directly to the door, and is preparing to leave for New York to talk about a new project.

However, just as junzhimu was about to leave the office, he stopped.

Looking at the calendar on the wall, the expression was thoughtful.

Tomorrow is Sunday

"Let the vice president go to New York instead of me..." Jun Zhimu asked the Secretary in front of him.

Just as he said it, his mobile phone rang in time. Jun Zhimu looked at the name on his hand, and his pretty eyebrows were slightly picked, with a sense of unknown emotion.

"What's the matter?"

Jun Zhi Mu asked a question to the mobile phone, the voice was still cold, but the secretary was surprised, and felt that their president's tone was much softer at this time.

The woman on the other end of the cell phone listened to his cold voice. Qiao bao'er was a little discontented and said to him quickly, "junzhimu, grandfather asked me to tell you that you don't want to steal away on business. We all have to go to class tomorrow!"

Junzhimu listened to her slightly angry voice, as if her mood eased a lot.

He jokingly asked, "by grandfather training?"

"Come on! Last time you said that the video of me jumping into the river was withdrawn. Now my grandfather will settle accounts with me in the autumn. The old man is very insidious. He is training me all the time. You wait and you will be trained when you go home! " Qiao bao'er complained to him with a black face.

"What's more, my grandfather said that we should take notes in the mother child tutorial tomorrow. I don't care. If I don't do this, you'll toss it yourself..."

And the man on the other end of the mobile phone was silent, listening to her complaining words.

The thick glass reflects Jun Zhimu's handsome face. His thin lips are slightly raised and he laughs softly