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Walking out, he coincidentally saw Han Aiyun standing at the door, looking at Jiang Meilan, revealing a sneer.

"Jiang Meilan, I say, are you stupid? Don't you know that element was run by my brother's ex-wife? I'm still dragging my brother along with me. Could it be that I want to give them a chance to reunite? "

When Jiang Meilan heard this, she wanted to counterattack Han Aiyun's attitude, but when she heard that Su Yuan was actually instigated by that bitch, she froze.

"How is this possible? Where did she get the money? "She's just a poor guy who's been washing dishes. How could she afford to drive?"

"Han Aiyun looked at Jiang Meilan with a bland smile, thinking that she was simply stupid. Don't you know that when my brother divorced her, he gave her a lot of money? "

Hearing that, Jiang Meilan's face changed. She clenched her fists tightly, but luckily Han Junli didn't agree to go with her. Otherwise, she would really smash herself with a rock.

Ye Zichen walked to the elevator angrily, intending to check up on the truth. If it really was that woman, she wouldn't let her be at ease. What right did she, a woman who had divorced and been abandoned by a man, have to live such a good life?

Han Aiyun raised her lips into a smile, and reminded her: "You must remember to properly clean up that little bitch for me, okay?"

Although Tang Mengyao had already left the Han family and was no longer related to the Han family, the moment she thought of Tang Mengyao, she was immediately angered.

This woman almost evoked the souls of all the men in the family. If not for Han Junli's order for her to not do anything, she would have done it herself.

Remembering that not long ago, even her father had challenged her mother for the sake of that little bitch, Han Aiyun grew infuriated. She had never known that this little bitch Tang Mengyao had used her fox like skills on her father.

Just because of this debt, Han Aiyun had no choice but to settle it with her.

He walked into the office and was once again coquettish.

"Brother, you have clearly already handed over the Southwest Electronics project to Wen Fan, why did you send an assistant to his side to restrain him?"

Han Aiyun did not understand why Xu Wenfan had already joined the Han family and why her brother always had such a prejudice against him. In the past, maybe he did not think so, but during this period of time, Han Aiyun had deeply felt that Xu Wenfan had changed his mind and treated her well, to the point where she felt that she should stand up for her husband and gain benefits from him.

"Han Junli glared at him, trying to shock Han Aiyun who was about to make a move. If he doesn't even want this chance, then just keep it up. "

Seeing Han Junli being so heartless, how could Han Aiyun be willing to do it? She immediately ran up and said, "Brother, I won't allow you to do this to him. I want you to give him more rights. You know about Wen Fan's capabilities, he is qualified to complete this project, and is capable of doing it better than anyone else. "

Han Junli couldn't be bothered to care about this little sister who was making trouble for him, and directly picked up the phone. Jiang Yi, the project manager of Nan Jiang Electronics directly asked Wu Hai to do it. "

With a single sentence, all of Xu Wenfan's previous struggles were cut off. Han Aiyun's face became deathly pale, and was just about to go berserk and throw away the things, when Han Junli threw a warning look at her, "If you want me to expel him, continue messing around."

Han Aiyun was truly frightened by Han Junli's overly cautious gaze, the documents in his hand, were instantly put down. Her dark red eyes were filled with tears as she felt wronged.

"Brother … …"

"Get out."

There was no emotion in those ice-cold words. The playful Han Junli from before had already disappeared, and now only the cold and ruthless man who had his heart and soul immersed in work was left.

Han Aiyun's heart trembled. She wanted to say something, but the cold air coming out from Han Junli's body only made her shut her mouth. With two streams of tears, she returned home. Trying to get the old man and his mother to stand up for her.

However, both of them sighed. It was as if after the divorce, their prestige in front of Han Junli had slowly disappeared. Even coming home to eat dinner had become somewhat extravagant.

It was clear that everything was going according to their plan, but why did they feel a sense of loss?

The next day was not bad. The sun shone brightly and the entire land was covered in gold.

Tang Mengyao and Situ Jiayi woke up early, carrying a lively smile on their faces as they welcomed the day that would change their history.

Tang Mengyao stood in front of all the employees and began her speech.

"After preparing for so long, we have finally welcomed a battlefield. "I do not wish for you all to stand out. I only hope that everyone can join hands and welcome our brand-new day …"

Tang Mengyao's words of encouragement weren't long, nor were they harsh. They just hoped that everyone would use the most ordinary of smiles to conquer every guest who came.

Unrestrained service is the highest quality service.

Just as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door and brought out rows after rows of the most exquisite and unique flower baskets. There were a total of 99 of them placed in the backyard, appearing exceptionally lively and domineering.

Tang Mengyao had some doubts, she wanted to ask who it was. However, the other side replied, "I don't know." Tang Mengyao signed and guessed that it was Xiao Yihang who gave it to her. Only he could create such a scene.

However, now was not the time to wonder who would send the flowers. She still had more things to do. Very quickly, the first group of guests arrived, and Xiao Yihang walked in with a swagger, and jumped into the trap that Situ Jiayi had set, willingly.

Adding on the flattery Situ Jiayi gave to the authors, it was impossible for her to not become famous. At ten o'clock in the morning, the simple ribbon cutting ceremony began. Although there weren't many people who had come, there were many praises.

The guests also gradually entered the venue. Beautiful, delicate dessert, like a work of art, adorned the trestle of the road.

The fresh bamboo frame seemed to be filled with the scent of fresh bamboo, causing one to be unable to help but feel refreshed. The waiter brought the guests around, introducing each and every subtleties, tasting the snacks, admiring the beautiful scenery, and smelling the sound of water. It was very pleasant.

Everyone couldn't help but cry out in alarm when they saw a dish of delicate, artistic, vegetarian food being served on the table. He couldn't help but take photos to share. At the same time, he was also feeling a little heartache as he destroyed the decorations of the delicious food.

As the vegetarian food entered his mouth, it lacked the oily and oily texture of meat and gained the freshness of vegetables. It made one unable to refrain from blending in with the environment, making one feel refreshed.

Even that light lemon juice seemed to have been added with some other ingredients, which were both sour and sweet, giving off a sense of sweetness.

He felt that every inch of this place was worth tasting carefully. Even the soft cushions on the bamboo chairs seemed to be closer to each other, more comfortable, and more relaxed than ordinary cushions.