Chapter 999

Rong Mingyuan's smile grew bigger and bigger: "Miss Yang is cheerful, so I have something to say. It's Miss Yang's advice about the divestment of general manager Zheng."

"This is the business of your men. I have no right to speak. Rong Zong really flatters me."

"So it's just Mr. Zheng's personal decision. It has nothing to do with Miss Yang?"

"Yes Miss Yang looks ahead and answers.

Rong Mingyuan shook his head: "that's a pity. Originally, he wanted to make a deal with Miss Yang. Now it seems that there is no need. Song Lei, let Miss Yang get off the car in front of us. Let's go to Mr. Zheng to talk about it."

Yang Qingge's heart is hard to mention. Song Lei slows down and stops the car decisively. She is angry: "Rong Mingyuan, what do you want to do? What can I do with you?"

"It's really no big deal, but there are some pictures about Miss Yang here. I think Mr. Zheng should be very interested in them."

"What picture?" Yang Qingge looks ugly.

"Song Lei." Rong Mingyuan reminds her that song Lei immediately takes a kraft paper bag from the box at hand and hands it to her.

Yang Qingge quickly open, a series of photos about her and ah Huo fall out, more she simply can't catch.

Her breathing sound can be heard clearly in the car, but Rong Mingyuan insidiously asks her to get out of the car.

Where can she go, holding those photos, her fingertips are shaking: "where do you get these?"

"I don't mind telling you. These are all provided to me by your best sister."

"Mo Qianyu?" Yang Qingge's teeth are trembling. She trusts her so much, but she never thinks that she will betray herself. "Why?"

"I'm afraid you're going to ask her. Oh, there's more." As soon as his voice fell, song Lei took a CD from inside and inserted it into the car.

She and ah Huo's panting in the car started to ring. Originally, she heard the red faced Shen Yin, but now she was like a life-threatening devil. She cried out crazily, "enough, turn it off, turn it off!" She tore at the photos angrily.

Song Lei is full of sympathy, but Rong Mingyuan shakes his head: "I have so many photos. Do you think you can tear them up?"

Like a defeated rooster, she dropped her shoulders abruptly: "Rong Mingyuan, what do you want?"

"Miss Yang, to tell you the truth, we are well water but not river water these years. If everyone is at peace, I won't embarrass you. Unfortunately, if you want to embarrass me, I can't ignore it. You know what you have done, and I don't need to teach you how to do the rest. Zheng Zhiyuan has come back. I'll give you a day. If the situation is not good after the day Well, I promise, Zheng Zhiyuan will be very interested in these photos and CDs. "

"Rong Mingyuan, you are mean." She laughed and whispered.

In my memory, there was such a woman who called him mean, but now who cares. "I don't think it's me today, it's someone else," he said

She dropped the photos: "can I get off now?"

"Don't you need song Lei to take you back to pick up the car?"

"No, I'm sick of staying with you for one more minute!"

"Oh, it seems that Miss Yang is still a noble person. Forget it. Goodbye."

Put her out of the car, and song Lei went away.

On one occasion, song Lei sighed: "Mo Qianyu has finally done a good thing."

For them, it is a good thing, but for Yang Qingge, it is a devastating blow.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he received a phone call from the Secretary of the company: "Mr. Rong, no good. The old lady has come to the company and is losing her temper in your office. Come back and have a look. We can't stop her."

Beautiful and steady secret book, rarely such a gaffe, loud song Lei heard clearly, do not Rong Mingyuan command, the car has been speeding up.

Rong Mingyuan back to the office floor, outside the office gathered a group of scolded bloody, secretly bow the head of the staff. His shining shoes made a clear sound of stepping on the floor. Everyone was relieved to see him. He waved his hand: "what are you doing here? You don't have to work. Don't you go back to your post?"

"Yes, Mr. Rong!" The group flew out of the depression.

Push the door and enter, see Xu Jinghua sitting on the sofa with a face, turning the beads, in front of the tea did not move, hear the footsteps, open your eyes.

Rong Mingyuan sat back in his office chair and looked through the mountain of pieces piled up on his desk. He didn't rush to open his mouth.

It was Xu Jinghua who couldn't help but ask: "Mingyuan, where are thousands of words?"

"Going abroad." Rong Mingyuan calmly replied, "she's so grown-up that she doesn't have to report everything to you."

"Going abroad?" Xu Jinghua didn't believe it. "Why didn't she mention it to me? When did you leave? When will you be back? "

Rong Mingyuan looked up at the bead in her hand, and then looked at her angry face, shaking his head: "Mom, reciting Buddhism is about peace of mind, aren't you so insistent?"Xu Jinghua's face changed: "Mingyuan! Don't get off the subject. I want to know where Qianyu has gone. "

Rong Mingyuan frowned unhappily: "Mom, I feel very strange, why do you care about Mo Qianyu? People who don't know think she is your daughter."

As soon as Xu Jinghua was stiff, his face became more and more ugly: "if you can spend more time with me, I won't care so much. If you can give me a grandson, I won't come here to find you."

When it comes to children, Rong Mingyuan is heartbroken. He closed it suddenly, and his eyes were filled with grief: "maybe you don't know that the daughter-in-law you don't like is actually pregnant with twins, but it's a pity..."

"Su Ran is pregnant with twins, but is that yours? It's another man's. What's the use of saying that? I want your children! "

"Oh, that's mine."

He calmly looked at his utilitarian mother, and Su Ran's desperate cry appeared: "Rong Mingyuan, I'm pregnant with your child, your I'd rather this generation didn't meet you... "

What a cruel memory.

"How can it be?" Xu Jinghua frowned, "isn't she not born?"

"Mom, I have to go to the racecourse. If it's OK, go back first. If you have time, read more sutras for your two young grandchildren. " He gave a cold eviction order.

Xu Jinghua seems to have really suffered a blow. He forgot about Mo Qianyu for the time being and left with a bump.

Rong Mingyuan also precipitated for a long time before he left the office.

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this Equestrian Club is located at the foot of the green mountain, with a vast area, many kinds of horses and strict membership system. Open to members only. Members are also divided into ordinary and advanced. Ordinary members are not qualified to enter the club on weekends or major competition days. Only advanced VIP can enter the club.

When Zheng Zhiyuan knew that Feng Jingmo was coming, he had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

There are so many people, and Feng Jingmo's car can't enter the racecourse smoothly. Song ruochu, wearing a white windbreaker and a big sun hat, follows Feng Jingmo gently. The crowd is noisy in the distance, and a large equestrian competition is about to begin.

Zheng Zhiyuan happily led Feng Jingmo and song ruochu into the stadium, reserved two positions for them with the widest vision in the front row, and also asked Feng Jingmo for his opinions: "Mr. Feng, I heard that you have excellent riding skills. Do you want to go down for two laps later? There is also a bloody BMW who has just entered the racecourse and has not been domesticated. I heard that you are still an expert in horse training. Do you want to have a try? "

Feng Jingmo didn't have any haughty color, but song ruochu saw the excitement of eager to try from his narrow and dark eyes.

A real sweaty BMW is a rare good product in a year. Mr. Feng has been working hard for so many years, but he doesn't really see it several times. If there is one, it's really exciting.

"Jingmo, go ahead. I'll watch you here and be safe." Song ruochu raised his hat brim and gave him a reassuring smile.

Zheng Zhiyuan lobbied and asked people to bring those sweaty brawns. Feng Jingmo couldn't stand the urge from the bottom of his heart and followed Zheng Zhiyuan.

Song ruochu then lowered the brim of her hat and sat down in her seat. Few people could spy on her appearance.

Next to the excellent seat slowly full, which also means that the equestrian comparison is about to start.

When Feng Jingmo appeared in a handsome riding suit and a black horse, the whole audience was boiling.

Ma'er is very rebellious and difficult to tame. Feng Jingmo tries her best to control it. It still hisses at the starting line. It seems that she is forced to be tamed. She has a cold sweat in her heart, which is dangerous. No matter how skillful she is, all her worries can only be kept in her heart, because it is impossible to stop the start of the race.

With Feng Jingmo's sight, he galloped on the track. Although the horse was strong, Feng Jingmo controlled it well, and his heart also went up and down.

Perhaps the love of adventure is a man's nature, no matter how mature and sophisticated he is, he also has the same intense desire to conquer as Napoleon.

The shrieks can almost reach the sky. Song ruochu wrists his fingers nervously. When the naked eye can no longer keep up with his figure, he can only determine his situation by watching the live broadcast on the large screen in front of him.

Sweat BMW is not easy to tame after all. In the middle of the race, Feng Jingmo seems to be struggling. Shuo ~ the big screen will project his every facial expression clearly, maybe outsiders can't see, think he is still galloping in the first valiant warrior, but her heart has twisted into a ball, and if it goes on like this, he will be dangerous.

Zheng Zhiyuan was not far away, so she went over and asked, "Mr. Zheng, can you find a way to stop the competition?"

"Why?" Zheng Zhiyuan is very puzzled looking at the full swing of the game.

"Mr. Feng is in danger!" Song ruo's initial attitude is very tough, "if Mr. Feng has anything else to do, are you responsible for it?"

Zheng Zhiyuan wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Feng, it should be OK." He really didn't consider Feng Jingmo's safety, "and now the competition is just in the middle, how can we stop it?"Song ruochu knows that some people are forced into difficulties, but When she was still communicating with Zheng Zhiyuan, there was a sudden chaos in front of her. For some reason, all the people on the big screen fell into a ball. The horse's shrill neighing and the frightened sound of training the horse made a ball. Song ruochu took a breath. Zheng Zhiyuan knew the bad thing and ran forward quickly.