The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Chapter 100: Ye Yuwei, where are you? (Additional) ask for monthly ticket

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The assistant, at two in the afternoon, was the first to discover these photos.

At this time, he was busy with the company to modify the contract of Boshen Group. When he saw this news, his legs were soft.

This is really going to change.

[The wife of Gu's group president was ***]

"Special assistant."

"What special help." Assistant Assistant said aloud, and had already left his office in a stride and walked to the president's office.

This is the rhythm of major events.

That Yushaer really is not the best representative of immortality.

When the assistant went to Gu Juxi's office, Gu Juxi was sitting behind the desk with the chair facing away from the office door. After the assistant opened the door, looking at the back of the swivel chair, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if Thinking about what to do next in order not to be hacked to death.

"President--"

"Boom--"

The assistant hadn't said anything yet, Gu Juxi's chair turned sharply, and then it was a broken notebook that fell on the assistant's feet.

Assistant Wen carefully shuddered a few times.

Since the wife mentioned the divorce, in addition to the first day the president seemed very calm, the wife completely forced the president's irritable temper.

The notebook was torn apart, almost scaring the assistant's careful liver.

"Ye Yuwei?" Gu Juxi asked directly, and the man had already walked out.

"After leaving the bank this morning, I went to find Geng Yisheng. At this time, I might still be near Geng Yisheng's home or company." Assistant Wen quickly said.

"Contact her immediately." Gu Juixi said in a deep voice.

Assistant Wen followed the elevator and paused and said, "Ma's cell phone, you fell."

After the assistant finished, he stepped back subconsciously, but the elevator was so big that he was afraid of being kicked by the president to the ground floor.

There is no limit to death, the president is about to be retaliated.

But why is it that he feels the bad luck first?

After hearing the words of Assistant Assistant, Gu Juixi almost froze the Assistant in the elevator with low temperature.

The assistant is crying without tears, and the phone is not my fall!

"You won't buy a new one for her without the mobile phone?" Gu Juixi reprimanded angrily, "This also let me teach you?"

Assistant: "..."

This is embarrassing. If you don't speak, how dare I move?

"Immediately find Ye Yuwei. Before those reporters find her, you must find her." Gu Juxi said, striding out of the elevator.

The clerical assistant followed suit.

He felt that the president was afraid.

Is really scared.

But he knew better that if those media were to find Ye Yuwei first, perhaps she would be destroyed by those reporters in her life.

After all, it's not happening once or twice that a reporter persecuted people.

This time, it was enough to kill Ye Yuwei. After all, no one could accept such stigmatization for no reason, no one.

In the car, the assistant assistant drove, and his eyes fell on Gu Juxi's hand from the rearview mirror. His back was covered with green muscles, even when he signed a life-and-death contract with others. So nervous.

Gu Juxi always looked out of the window, his long fingers holding traces of the flat pants.

At this moment, he had no idea where Ye Yuwei was?

This feeling of helplessness came strong and swift, almost enveloping him in almost a second.

Ye Yuwei, where are you?

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