Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The stomach, which has not eaten for a long time, is already very small and can only eat the lightest and softest liquid food. After drinking half a bowl of porridge slowly, Song Fei finally came alive.

Leaving the breakfast shop, she walked into a black internet cafe.

Opening the browser on the computer, Song Fei was silent for a while before putting his hand on the keyboard. Song Fei is still a little rusty when he hasn't moved for too many years, and when his fingers touch the keyboard. But soon, the knuckles became brisk and sensitive again.

While browsing the web, she typed a sentence--

How to use WeChat Alipay?

After spending a few minutes to understand what Alipay and WeChat are, Song Fei didn't know much about it. She stayed in the Internet cafe for more than an hour, checked some things, and then left.

Back home, Song Fei found a piece of white A4 paper, and wrote one name after another with a pen on it——

Mu Mian, Mu Qiu, Du Tingting, Song Ci, Han Zhan, doctor, Cheng Yanmo, Cheng Ziang, organ intermediary...

Song Fei wrote many things on that piece of paper and figured out the ins and outs. She planned a bold and crazy plan in her heart.

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Han Zhan is going to Shenyang on this business trip.

Song Ci flew with the plane with him. She was recuperating for a while due to a car accident. She resumed work today, still sitting as an observer.

It's been a long time since I saw Song Ci, Song Shiqing smiled and asked her: "Miss Song..." Thinking that Song Ci had already married Han Zhan, Song Shiqing changed his words again: "Madam, are the injuries healed?"

Song Ci blushed and said, "Call me Song Ci, don't call me Madam." They were colleagues, and they were called Madams, and the relationship seemed awkward.

Song Shiqing nodded and readily agreed. "Okay, Song Ci."

Song Ci answered Song Shiqing’s last question, “Brother Lao Song is concerned, and his injury has healed. The last time I was in the car accident, I had to thank Brother Xiong and Brother Song in time to save me. I haven’t thanked him seriously yet. Shenyang, I invite you to dinner."

Song Ci later heard from Li Li that on the day she was in the car accident, it was Xiong Jian who was worried about her situation. He called her specifically before flying, and only then learned about her injury in the car accident.

Song Shiqing waved his hand, "What do you do so politely."

Xiong Jian suddenly turned his head and stared at Song Ci, and solemnly told her: "In the future, you must not only look at the front, but also pay attention to the left and right rear. If you drive a car civilized, it doesn't mean that others can also drive a civilized car. You have only one life. You must cherish it. This time, it’s a lesson."

Xiong Jian and the others didn't know that there was something wrong with Song Ci's car accident, and it was really good for her to say this.

Song Ci's heart was warm, and she smiled sweetly at Xiong Jian, "Okay, I remember."

Xiong Jian coughed unnaturally at Song Ci's sweet heart, turned around and said to Song Shiqing, "Ready to take off."

The plane quickly took off. During the flight, Song Ci was leaning against the seat behind her. She opened her eyes to see the sun ray ahead, and her limp bones finally became powerful.

When I arrived in Shenyang, it was not yet noon.

Song Ci left with Han Zhan. In the car, Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "How do you feel about returning to work today?"

"It's not bad, no problem."

"That's good."

Jetta International Hotel also has a branch in Shenyang, and a group of people stayed at Jetta Shenyang branch. Song Ci and Han Zhan lived in the presidential suite and had lunch in the hotel cafeteria. Song Ci fell asleep after lunch, while Han Zhan took a few colleagues to see the representative of Shenfei Group.

Zeus One is an ultra-high-tech product, with more than six million fuselage parts. Zeus Airlines has high precision requirements for any part. The company entrusts the production of Zeus 1 devices to hundreds of manufacturers worldwide. Han Zhan came to Shenyang this time to investigate the manufacturing level of the aircraft manufacturing plant and the quality of the partners.

Han Zhan only values ​​two things when working with others. The first is technology and the second is the image of the company. If the technology is good and the corporate image is poor, that is also unqualified.

The person in charge of interviewing Han Zhan consisted of two men and one woman. The woman was in her early thirties, with good looks and generous manners. She was the deputy general manager of the Shen Fei Group, named Liu Yun. Liu Yun took Han Zhan to the factory, and Han Zhan spent the entire afternoon in the factory.

In the evening, Liu Yun organized a dinner and had a meal with Han Zhan and the others. At the dinner, the other side struck Han Zhan's mind and confirmed that he was not interested in the flowery world like Washing Foot City, and personally sent Han Zhan back to the hotel.

Arriving downstairs at the hotel, Liu Yun stopped and saw Han Zhan in a low-hair text message. She chuckled and reminded Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, you are already at the hotel. I think you are a little drunk. May I send you up?" At some point, Liu Yun's suit jacket was unbuttoned, and her tight-fitting bottoming shirt outlined her **** figure.

Han Zhan looked up and caught a glimpse of this scene. He quickly retracted his gaze as if he hadn't seen anything.

Han Zhan said politely and nonchalantly: "Manager Liu personally sent me back and I was very tired. The hotel staff served very well. They would send me back to the room, so I won't bother Mr. Liu to run around."

"Thank you, Manager Liu for today's explanation. It's not early, and Manager Liu will go home and rest earlier." After speaking, Han Zhan pulled the car door, bent over and got out of the body, and walked into the hotel without looking back.

Liu Yun stared at Han Zhan's tall and energetic back, her eyes deep.

Is this Han Zhan really strong enough to resist the temptation, or whether the city government is deeply eager to welcome and refuses, Liu Yun's eyes can see clearly. He is really not interested in the beauty deal.

No one likes to trade their bodies for business, and Liu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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Song Ci lived in the President Hotel alone and had a good time. She took a bath and had a full-body spa. When Han Zhan returned, Song Ci was lying on the KingSize bed to watch a movie.

Han Zhan glanced at the movie screen and found that Song Ci was watching a niche German film. "What movie is this?" Han Zhan understands German, but doesn't know German movies.

"Heidi and Grandpa." Song Ci patted the empty space next to him, motioning Han Zhan to sit down. Han Zhan walked over and sat next to her, smelled the fragrance on her body, and asked her, "What shower gel did you use?"

"I had a spa in the afternoon and used vetiver scented essential oils. Doesn't it smell good?" Song Ci pulled the clothes off his shoulders, revealing his white and round shoulders, "Look, don't the skin become delicate?"

Han Zhan smiled, "How can it be so magical."

Song Ci curled his lips, "That young lady said I'm so white and shiny."

Han Zhan suddenly thought of the little sales girl who had tricked him into drinking health tea. "Don't believe their nonsense, they are all deceptive."

Song Ci hummed, her head suddenly came to Han Zhan's side when she smelled something. The tip of Song Ci's nose moved on Han Zhan's shoulder and suddenly said, "It smells like perfume, it's a woman."

Han Zhan laughed blankly, "Are you from a dog?"