How Did I Become a God

In late April, the weather on Saturday morning was excellent. Bright sunshine fell between the inpatient buildings of the Third City Hospital.

Liao Rong got down from the hospital building and took the driver and assistant Zhang Quanqing back to her dark blue Maserati. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sitting in the driving seat, Zhang Quanqing, who had been rolling with Liao Rong for dozens of times, could feel the flying and lightness in her heart.

He is an old man following Professor Zhao. After driving for Professor Zhao for more than ten years, he was trained by Professor Zhao, and then participated in the management of the Zhao Group and became an assistant. Live a prosperous and human life step by step.

However, he betrayed Professor Zhao. He knew he was a guilty villain. But he really couldn't resist the style of Liao Rong, who was eight years younger than him. Knowing that it was wrong, she couldn't help going to her room at night.

Zhang Quanqing slowly started Maserati, his voice was very magnetic, and said, "Madam, where are we going?"

Sitting in the back of the car, Liao Rong wears a sleeveless white dress with a lapel to highlight her elegant and charming beauty. Her figure is convex and concave, and her snow-white arms are soft. She was meditating, and she smiled when she heard the words, "Why, do you still want it? You just take medicine. Go to the company! I have business."

Zhang Quanqing twitched his mouth, extinguished the fire, and drove silently. He clearly felt that as Professor Zhao fell ill, she seemed to break free from the shackles, becoming more and more public and unscrupulous. Including to him.

Liao Rong put her cheek in one hand, with a nice and calm face, looking at the street view outside the car window.

When did she start to be dissatisfied with her husband and start planning? It should be when he learned that he put all his property under Zhao Shiyan's name!

Life cannot only have spirit without material foundation. She is only in her thirties, and she hasn't even finished half of her life. She didn't want to spend the rest of her life with the status of "Professor Zhao's widow"!

Therefore, An Zhiwen's enterprise suffered repeated setbacks under her secret suppression. This caused him to double his energy into the factory, and then there was a problem with his marriage. She easily "fought" Zhao Shiyan as an ally.

In addition, she easily conquered Professor Zhao and put her by her side to "contain" her assistant to the president, Zhang Quanqing. This is a man who is extremely dirty in his heart! In fact, what he values ​​more is her identity: Mrs. Zhao.

Now, the harvest season is coming.

It is true that Professor Zhao's illness does not mean the end of life. But there are some things he can't stop. For example, Zhao Shiyan and An Zhiwen divorced. For example, she now transfers 200 million yuan of assets to her personal name.

In the headquarters building of the Zhao Group, Liao Rong dialed a phone call. She is well aware that An Zhiwen's company is facing an industry-specific problem recently.

The textile industry around the capital is facing a major reshuffle, and they have moved out.

Anzhao Textile Company, located in Rongcheng County, Hebei Province, less than 100 kilometers away from the capital, is also facing risks and opportunities in this wave.

All she had to do was to make An Zhiwen bow her head and divorce Zhao Shiyan.

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After Jing Gao left the hospital, he put aside Professor Zhao's "housework". This has little to do with him.

He is still thinking about the textile industry. At present, he still only understands the general situation and has not found a suitable entry point. I met with several textile industry bosses on Monday, how do I get in?

Sitting in the Mercedes Benz, squinting for a while, arrived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain and called Wei Caiyanwei beauty.

"Ah, Jing Gao, you have reached the foot of the mountain? We are all about to reach the top of the mountain. How about you waiting for us at the foot of the mountain?"

Jing Gao thought for a while and said, "I'll go up and find you. Keep in touch."

The private high school where Wei Caiyan works is called "Jingcheng Jiaxin Foreign Language High School". The tuition fee is 60 thousand a semester.

At 9 o'clock in the morning on Saturday, April 23, more than 20 teachers from Jiaxin High School started climbing from the east gate of Xiangshan Mountain.

Talking and laughing along the way. Along the scenic spots of Xiangshan: Shuangqing Villa, Xiangshan Temple, Xiangwu Grottoes, Xianglu Peak.

This southern route is slightly farther, but it is relatively labor-saving. Alternate flat slopes and steps. The teachers at Jiaxin High School are not athletes, and there are many sedentary teachers. And there are many female teachers.

This route is the most suitable.

Surrounded by the crowd in the middle of the crowd is a beautiful female teacher with outstanding temperament. The more she is in her early twenties, she has a snow-skinned face. There is a coexistence of freshness and enchantment. Height of 1.70 meters. The sportswear loosely covered her graceful figure.

Even so, this bright face alone is enough to attract people on the hiking trail. A great beauty.

She was wearing a refreshing long Nike sportswear with alternating light green and dark blue, drinking water with her two companions, talking and laughing.

"Weiwei, which man Wei Wei introduced is unreliable! I have made an appointment to climb the mountain today, and I haven't seen anyone yet."

The speaker was a long-legged female teacher with a mediocre appearance. At the age of 23, he just graduated from school. Although not beautiful enough, the young and delicate breath on her body and her big white legs still make her many suitors.

A gentle round-faced girl with glasses turned around and said, "Where is Mr. Wei?"

Wei Caiyan's outgoing personality is joking with a group of teachers in the back. She is petite and exquisite, wearing a sports T-shirt, close-fitting khaki leggings, curvy, with the **** of married women and young women, not afraid of male teachers' pornography, and it is easy to mingle with colleagues.

Long-legged teacher said: "Yingying, Teacher Wei is not doing this thing reliably. We all thought about what handsome guy it was when we said that we wanted to introduce a high-quality object to Weiwei. It turned out to be good, no one has seen it at the moment. To."

Li Mengwei let out a sigh of relief and took a photo of the beautiful scenery of Fragrant Mountain with her mobile phone. She actually dislikes blind dates. But Ms. Wei is her direct supervisor, the math group leader of the second grade ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ she is really not good at rejecting it.

At this time, a handsome and tall man was wearing sports shorts, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and came over with a confident smile, "Mr. Li, hello. Can you meet me? My name is Xia Yue."

Li Mengwei felt a sense of oppression on the face of the man with a height of 1.8 meters. She stepped back a little and gave a light smile with resistance, "Oh, hello."

Xia Yue did not stick to Li Mengwei's side. After saying hello, he was about to leave, saying, "The weather is good today. It's very comfortable to climb the mountain to see the scenery and sweat all over. It's just not suitable for chatting with beautiful women. Let's talk another day."

After waiting for someone to leave, the Long-legged teacher took Li Mengwei's arm, looked back a few moments reluctantly, and said with a little excitement: "Weiwei, are you tempted? Are you tempted? Handsome, Gao, rich. Seeing what he has on his hand Is this a watch? Tsk tsk. Knowing and interesting, can talk."

The round-faced girl Yingying gave her a smile and pushed her, "Nana, don't be idiot, it's useless if you are thinking about it. People are chasing Weiwei."

Nana giggled.

Later, the three girls laughed.