Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

After tossing all night, Han Jingchu drove away.

After a morning's rest, Han Jingchu came to the company and immediately realized that the atmosphere of the company was very strange.

"What about the president's wife? She said she had become a secretary. Why didn't she see anyone today?"

"I don't know. Are the rumors on the news true?"

"How could it be! That's our president Han! How could president Han casually marry that woman? "

"Stop, stop, President Han!"

Seeing Han Jingchu coming from afar, they immediately buried their heads.

Returning to the president's office, Han Jingchu felt a little angry and immediately dialed the inside line to call Xu Ming.

"President." Xu Ming knows how difficult things are and dare not speak loudly.

"I haven't come to the company all morning. What's going on in the company!" Han Jingchu questioned.

"Mr. Han, it's true that our group has always cooperated closely with the construction of Jiangda new campus, not only sponsorship, but also a lot of investment. But these investors have asked for a delay in the execution of the contract. "

"Why?" Han Jingchu stared out of the window with Eagle sharp eyes. He had never been so threatened. He wanted to see what caused Han's handle to fall into the hands of others.

"According to the three bosses who have been interviewed, your secretary..." Xu Ming hesitated and didn't know what to say. After all, Mrs. Han is not the one who was ignored and suppressed at the beginning.

Many times, Xu Ming sees this iceberg president working hard for Tang Wanliang, and the expression on his face is much more happy, angry, sad and happy because of Tang Wanliang.

"How?" Han Jingchu put down his legs on his desk, went to the French window and crossed his hands in front of his chest. He was very unhappy.

"Because I don't know who on the Internet suddenly came out with many photos of the president's wife in and out of the mansion, and even in and out of the bar." Xu Ming dared not go on.

"So?" Han Jingchu raised his eyes.

"So the bosses of various companies think that the style of the president's wife is not good enough. They are worried that the president's wife will leak trade secrets in the future when she serves as your secretary. After all, the owners of the luxury houses in and out of the president's wife's photos are mostly experienced shopping malls."

"Well, I see." Han Jingchu turned around and said, "find out the source of the photos as soon as possible, and avoid the wind from reaching Tang Wanliang."

Han Jingchu stood in front of the French window, closed his eyes, bowed his head and meditated for a long time. His slender fingers supported between his forehead and pinched the bridge of his nose. There was a faint cold behind him. It seemed that a force was about to break out.

Han Jingchu opened his eagle bold eyes, narrowed his right eye slightly, and raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked down at the river city falling out of the window: "fight with me, you won't die."

Han Jingchu believes that the source of these photos is Han Yanran, because he knows his sister, and now Han Yanran has been driven out of Han's group, but Tang Wanliang has become the Secretary of Han's president with great fanfare. Naturally, she is unhappy.

Han Jingchu drove to Han's old house.

"Old man." Han Jingchu sat down on his own. The servant poured the tea and withdrew. Han Jingchu took a sip of the tea cup and put it on the tea table.

The old man has been devoted to understanding tea for many years. The clear and moist Pu'er on the root carving tea table has been drunk in such a way. Only those who are impetuous can do it. After all, Pu'er is astringent before it is sweet, so it needs to be sipped slowly.

Seeing through the smelly boy's heart, old man Han smiled and said, "come on, what do you want me to do?"

"Sir, I can't do anything to a woman, let alone do anything too much to my sister, but since the company is left to me, I hope you can give me a quiet environment." Han Jingchu became more and more angry.

Lean back on the exquisite silk embroidered pillow and hold your hands on the sofa.

Han Laozi didn't understand: "hasn't Yanran gone home obediently? She recently started to be the general manager of the marketing department at your friend Fu Sihan. She doesn't have time to make trouble for you. " Han Laozi waved his hand and denied Han Jingchu's idea.

"This is the best, sir. The company is your hard work. Let me take care of it. I asked myself that I have done my best, but if your baby daughter is out to make trouble and something happens to the company, I will sit back and watch instead of shopping." Han Jingchu's eyes are firm.

Seeing that Han Jingchu was seriously threatening him, old man Han thought he was right. If Han Yanran poked any trouble, not only the company would be dangerous, but also Han Jingchu and Tang Wanliang would not have time to give him grandchildren.

"OK, you don't have to worry about the sweet things. The company gives you, which is my expectation for you and..." old man Han continued to talk about his father's love.

Han Jingchu didn't finish listening to old man Han's nagging. He got up and walked outside the door.

Seeing this, old man Han shook his head: "this smelly boy."

With that, Mr. Han dialed Han Yanran's phone.

"Yan Ran, you've stopped for a while recently. Your brother has complained to me. Don't be capricious and make trouble for me!"

"Dad, I don't know what you're talking about. What's wrong with my brother? He kicked me out!" Han Yanran looked wronged and didn't know it. This time, it's true.

Han Jingchu didn't think that Han Yanran went to Fu Sihan's company. She didn't have time to deal with Han's new enemies and old accounts, because she met an interesting person - Fu Sihan.

After solving the source of Han Yanran's information, the next step is to compete with the bosses. Han Jingchu called Xu Ming and wanted to call the bosses.

"President, the picture comes from the Internet. It flows in from the Internet and is maliciously spread by a group of naval forces. Finally, it enters the high-level computers of various companies."

"Foreign clients?"

If the client is abroad, it will not only be difficult to trace, but also spread the message more widely.

Han Jingchu decided not to focus on the bosses of various investors, but to investigate the root cause of the spread of the news behind it.

Those who spread information in China through the Internet, have the ability to avoid censorship and send information to high-level computers must be prepared.

On the surface, the spearhead is directed at Mrs. Han. In fact, it is separating the relationship between Han and Tang Wanliang.

Han Yanran uses her family's resources. If Han Yanran does so, Han Jingchu must be the first person to know.

And Han Yanran also needs to bear the loss of Han. In the morning, Han Jingchu must have misunderstood Han Yanran.

This speculation confused Han Jingchu's thoughts.

When I opened the photos on the Internet, most of them were from Tang Wanliang's University. The green and pure face was wearing a simple female student dress.

Tang Wanliang in the photo did go in and out of four luxury houses and lasted for a whole year.

The last one is her picture in the bar. Although it is a bar, Tang Wanliang in the picture is still pure and pleasant, without makeup and exposed clothes.

The last bar picture Han Jingchu was familiar, his slender white fingers touched his chin, and his Obsidian deep eyes were filled with doubts.

Han Jingchu looked at the photos on the Internet and his anger burned in his chest.

In any case, the woman did go in and out of the mansion frequently, and she went in during the day and came out at night.

Is it true? So with the growth of Han, it was dug out by competitors as a commercial means?

This explanation made Han Jingchu smash the mouse on the glass, grab his coat, grab the door and leave.

How can Han Jingchu endure Tang Wanliang's shameless past——

Han Jingchu couldn't contain his anger and drove to the hospital.

This woman is really good at acting. She goes in and out of the mansion. Hehe, she sold him Han Jingchu's bed for $50 million, which fulfilled her humble and shameless dream.

At the beginning, that woman must have wanted to spread a net and focus on fishing

The more Han Jingchu thought, the more his anger burned.

The accelerator was pressed hard and the engine roared wildly.

When he came to the hospital, Han Jingchu kicked the door open.

Tang Wanliang was lying in bed, staring at the ring on her ring finger.

Han Jingchu's breaking in and ferocious expression made Tang Wanliang pale.

"What's the matter?" Tang Wanliang sat up with both hands.

"What's the matter with me?" Although Han Jingchu's face was smiling, Tang Wanliang was uncomfortable with the cold air of skin smiling and flesh not smiling, coupled with his sharp eyes.

"Tang Wanliang, I really didn't see it." Han Jingchu's chest fluctuated. It seemed that his anger had reached the peak. "Your business is quite wide? Am I the big fish you caught? "

Tang Wanliang didn't know what had happened. Her hands were suddenly pulled by a pair of big hands with clear bones, and the ring on her ring finger was forcibly removed.

"It's ridiculous to keep saying the meaning of the ring." Han Jingchu threw away the exquisite porcelain ring and said, "get out of the hospital."

"What happened to me!" Tang Wanliang did not shed tears this time. Her heart has gradually hardened.

Seeing that Tang Wanliang didn't shed tears this time, he must be unable to perform and was exposed.

Han Jingchu confirmed his idea in the woman's Apricot eyes without tears.

Once again, he pinched Tang Wanliang's collar with both hands. Anger gushed from his eyes as deep as the tunnel and stared at Tang Wanliang.

Thin lips gently opened: "Tang Wanliang, was I right?"

Tang Wanliang's grievance turned into anger and swallowed it in her stomach with a deep breath.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Tang Wanliang tried his last effort to push away the big hands that had given her countless fantasies, "since you firmly believe that I am the scourge of Han, then it's good to divorce now. There's no need to wait until I get out of the hospital."

"Hehe, I want a divorce." Han Jingchu heard a woman say that she would divorce immediately and get rid of her desire. Hope gradually subsided: "I don't sign, you don't have to think about it. I'll keep your cheap life and play slowly."

With that, the man slammed the door.

Tang Wan sat on the hospital bed and closed his eyes tightly. Only then did he find that he was holding the quilt and had been soaked with sweat from the palm of his hand.

This time, Tang Wanliang was strong without tears. She said silently in her heart, "very good. If you hurt a little more, you may not feel."

Tang Wanliang took his cell phone and wanted to contact Gu Shishi to help him get out of the hospital. After all, the injury on his leg was not good. Even if she could barely walk, she could not lift heavy objects.

Phone call: "poetry, are you free?"

"Wan Liang! I'm working. I want to call you after work today. What's the matter with you? Why does someone slander you like this? " Gu Shishi saw the news on the Internet and saw at a glance that someone deliberately framed Tang Wanliang.