Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Back in the car, turn on the air conditioner, and a burst of warmth soon wrapped her.

Lu Yao looks down at the mobile phone screen in front of her and quickly pops up a message.

Her eyes suddenly tight, it seems that the whole body of blood with the stiff ice.

Her head was booming, and she was about to lose her thinking ability when the mobile phone in the palm of her hand suddenly "hummed" and shocked, bringing her thoughts back to reality. Staring at the caller ID on the screen, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Elder martial brother..." Press to answer, after the mouth ushered in a long silence there.

When his father passed away, Xiang was on a business trip abroad. Lu Yao didn't bother him. When the bad news reached him, it was a long time.

Listening to the mute voice over there, Lu Yao raised her hand and took a look at the time. "I've just finished my work in Lincheng. Let's see you at three in the afternoon."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, they meet at the appointed cafe.

Near noon, the snow fell again in Nancheng. Lu Yao walked on the ground in snow boots and made a "creak" sound on the fluffy snow.

She pushed the door in and easily recognized the man sitting by the bar.

His back is broad and thick, with a neat inch head and a woolen overcoat that is not too thick, which makes people very energetic.

"Elder martial brother..." Lu Yao walks over and sits down next to her. The waitress comes over. After confirming her eyes to the southeast, she quickly brings a cup of coffee and puts it in front of Lu Yao.

As usual, he was very considerate and knew her taste.

After sitting down, I found that the man's eyes were crimson, like tired, and seemed to suppress some heavy sadness in his heart.

"Sorry, Yao Yao..." The man tried to purr his lips, but his voice was very dry. "I didn't have time to attend the funeral of master."

He seemed a little embarrassed, holding the coffee cup hand to the side, with the expression on his face, appeared very uneasy.

Lu Yao was a little stunned and immediately chuckled mildly. "I didn't disturb you. I heard Lin Quan say that you were on a business trip in Berlin. It's an established fact that someone passed away. You can't change anything when you come back, elder martial brother. It's enough to have this heart."

When she said this, her face was light, and there was no longer the feeling of collapse.

Looking at the woman in front of her, she bowed her head and stirred the coffee in her hand. Her indifferent appearance made the man a little dumb, and some words he held back did not continue to say, so as to avoid the heavy topic involving some unnecessary emotions.

"By the way..." In the stalemate, Lu Yao's action of stirring her coffee suddenly seemed to think of something. She loosened her spoon and listened to the "Ding Dong" sound. She looked up and said, "elder martial brother, I remember that when Longteng was financing and expanding its shares more than a year ago, you bought a few shares in it, didn't you?"

Maybe the topic turned too fast, and the expression on his face toward southeast was obviously stiff. After a long time, he came back to his mind and said, "well, there is such a thing."

"Yes, yes, but not much." "What's the problem?" he said

Lu Yao's eyes are sincere and sincere. It's a little difficult to say this, "can you transfer your equity to me? I will discount according to the current market value of Longteng. Maybe it will be a little worse, but I will make it up as soon as possible. "

Then there was a brief silence.

The man's eyes drooped, staring at the coffee cup in front of him, and then took a sip of it, then he looked up.

Lu Yao's heart sank as if she had already predicted the result.

"Yao Yao..." The man's palm rubbed the wall of the cup, his expression was very ugly, "this part of the equity has been transferred to the equity exchange market by Linquan some time ago."

He was a little embarrassed. "If I know you need it, I'll keep it."

Lu Yao's pale lips hook, trying to maintain calm, a raised hand, "it's OK, senior brother, even if sold, it's not a big problem."

Then she asked southeast what to do again, and she responded calmly, until the coffee in front of her continued two cups. The sky was getting dark outside the window, and the two left each other.

Back in the car, the dim yellow street lights reflect the snow-white road. Lu Yao listens to the roar of the engine in her ear and turns on the wiper. Her white sight is pulled away. She stares at the people coming and going on the sidewalk. She is nervous.

She breathed out a long breath, then took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and opened the previous information page, which was a short line of small characters, "shangrui acquired Longteng shares."

This simple, but inexplicably frightening.

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compared with Nancheng, the heavy snow weather in Kyoto is earlier and the temperature is lower.

When you get up in the morning, you can see the thick frost hanging on the bare tree branches of the roadside. If people walk outside for a long time, their eyelashes will also be covered with a layer of white fog and frost.

On the side of such a cold street, a woman in a fur gray mink long dress stepped out of the car with long legs. She was not as tightly wrapped as those ordinary passers-by. She only wore a thin mask, and walked calmly to the top floor of the building.In the executive vice president's office of song's group, song ran pushed the door in, took off his coat and put it on the hanger beside him. After that, he opened the chair in front of his desk and sat down. Almost a moment later, he entered a rigorous working state.

Soon, her office door was knocked, the man pushed the door in, stood two or three meters away from the desk, quietly stopped.

At the moment, the woman, who was burying herself in the document book, did not raise her head. She only pointed to the corner of the table with the pen in her hand. "For a key, why don't you go there in person?"

The document "crash" opened to the next page, she still did not look up.

From a man's point of view, song ran, wearing a tight white sweater, has a concave and convex figure, a cold and outstanding temperament, and can hardly pick out any deficiencies from the top to the bottom.

He suddenly hooked his lips and fixed his eyes on the key in the corner of the table, but he did not go to get it.

He didn't come for the key himself, both of them knew that.

The man stood there, silently bearing the suppressed mood of being deliberately ignored, put his hands into his trousers pocket, "Song ran, let's talk."

She stopped the movement of her hand, pen strokes stopped at the last stroke, then closed the brush, looked up, with a faint smile: "talk about what?"

She was cold and indifferent, took out the attitude of dealing with strange partners in the market, raised her hand to the chair in front of her, "sit down."

Shang Rui Lian Mou, three or two steps to go to sit down, and then succinctly pointed out the topic, "your acquisition of Longteng equity, open a price."

Song Ran is very clear in her heart that Shang Rui, the president of Fengrui, can come to see her in person. There are only a few such cases, so she has already known exactly what the purpose of his coming is.

What's more, the way to acquire the shares of Longteng was revealed to him on purpose.

With her lips hooked, her expression indifferent, her hands flat on the table, "tell me why?"

"There's no reason for you to drive." The man breathed out a deep breath and leaned back on the back of the chair.

Although it should be pleading posture, he has always been unable to put down the shelf, can not put down that layer of face.

"I'll do it on condition?" Song, do not want to give me a point of meditation

When Shang Rui received the wind, the 10% equity that Shao Yunchen put on the trading platform had been successfully traded by three strangers anonymously. After a check, he could easily find out the person behind him.

Not surprisingly, this woman is the only one who has more news than him, moves faster than him, and is determined to hinder his good deeds.

The conditions that song ran could offer were probably not satisfied by him.

But unexpectedly, the woman was silent for a moment, slowly spit out a not light or heavy words: "accompany me to see her, this 10% equity is your."