In the first year after receiving the certificate, Jian Zhiyi and her "hidden marriage" husband met in a narrow way in the company elevator. One is the airborne project leader, and the other is the chief representative of the other company. Looking at Su Qingrang, who looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, Jian Zhiyi pressed the door button with an expressionless face. Su Qingrang put his hand in and smiled distantly and politely: "Manager Jian, nice to meet you." Jian Zhiyi smiled but said: "Mr. Su, nice to meet you." No one knew that last night they were still having a cold war on the same bed over the issue of "who takes a shower first." In order to win the bid of the century, Jian Zhiyi worked hard for three months and revised the plan 800 times. When he was about to be finished, Su Qing stopped him at the last minute. At the celebration banquet, he was surrounded by stars and was a well-deserved upstart in the industry. And she was the defeated general who became the butt of laughter. On a night of heavy rain, Su Qingrang found her and said in a tired tone: "Zhiyi, this is just work." Jian Zhiyi threw a ring into his arms and smiled lightly: "Mr. Su, congratulations. Also, let's get a divorce." From that day on, Su Qingrang realized that some things are ten thousand times more important than projects and profits. Later, the entire circle looked at the ruthless and unkind Mr. Su, like a dog abandoned by his owner, humbly guarding Jian Zhiyi downstairs in the heavy rain, just begging her to look back. "Honey, I was wrong. How about we not get divorced?" "Oh? I'll see the real deal at the bidding table. I'll tell you if I win." #As long as I work hard enough, I can bankrupt my ex-husband# # chasing wife crematorium directly burned to ashes# ** Tags:
