President, My Wife Is Eating Curry Rice at the Police Station.

Meng Yanchen was at the final negotiation table for the acquisition of Fan Shengmei Company when he received a call from the police station. The female voice on the other end of the phone was lazy: "Your wife was in a fight, and the bail is three thousand." He frowned and responded coldly: "Sorry, I'm unmarried." When he rushed to the scene, he saw a familiar figure diligently handing out snacks to the police: "Officer, try it, Indian air-shipped curry flavor." He glanced down at the woman's watch - it was the emerald bracelet inherited from the Meng family, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "Director Fan, you stole my late mother's relics in exchange for fast food in the detention center?"