I just want to be self-reliant

But Zhao Dezhu also put forward his own detailed amendments: "I don't want my daughter to fall into these situations prematurely, and I don't want to restrict what she can do in the future, so for this reason... I will give you 5% of the shares of HK Fruit Media, Assuming that you participated in the investment of Fruit Media, and then invited me to participate in the investment in Nanli's e-commerce industry, the current value of this share... seems to be worth more than one billion US dollars, but the private agreement is only for you to invest in, and I can do it at any time Take it back without compensation."

Song Fuzhen thought for a moment, nodded and said yes, but reminded Zhao Dezhu: "No matter who the mother of the child is, as your child, you must bear the responsibility of the family business. You should not relax too much. This is a very talented child. I can Teach her something."

I don’t know if it’s because of my conscience that it’s too shameless to eat and get cards by myself. It’s rare to provide some help, but it’s still like a gift.

In fact, it can be said that she already feels that she is giving an equal relationship.

Zhao Dezhu is neither sensitive nor disgusted. He is not disgusted with beautiful women, especially the powerful big sister: "Give me two days, and I promise to spend the week with my daughter."

Song Fuzhen said yes: "I'll wait for you..."

Then he was still a little dazed: "When I was a child, my father also put down work like this and stayed with me for three days. I will always remember that wonderful feeling. I miss my father, damn it."

Zhao Dezhu found out how this sister can skillfully switch between cuteness and sharpness.

As a result, he left that day.

Because Xi Lianying really couldn't bear the aura of this woman looking down on her, being polite but rejecting others.

Whether she eats, talks, talks about work, or whatever, it's with pity in her eyes.

Zhao Dezhu, who the hell did you bring, get the hell out!

This time Zhao Dezhu finally paid attention to inquiring: "It is said that this is the president of Nanluo Hotel, the kind with a very powerful family, I will call and ask him..."

You have to understand that Baidu has not yet reached the era when you can find information on any entry. Zhao Dezhu didn't search for apps on his phone, and what's more, he didn't have a business assistant with him. That Disney executive had long been told by Song Fuzhen It's time to go.

I didn't care too much about it at first, which rich second generation is important?

People are beautiful, it is enough to be able to talk and do things.

In the end, Xi Lianying was stunned: "You said that the Nanluo Hotel you stayed in is hers? Nanluo Hotel is a subsidiary of the Samsung Group!"

Zhao Dezhu was dumbfounded: "Samsung?!"

Architectural designers are very familiar: "Five-star hotel projects are just a few. Among the national designers who can get this level of design projects, they can basically be ranked first. Knowing which owner is behind the top hotel is a basic skill. Can you meet this?"

Zhao Dezhu rethought himself from the process of seeing the pear-shaped curve again, and he confirmed that it was just a chance encounter: "It seems that she was beaten by her husband, and she came here to relax. The best suite is next to me... This sister Jieshui Very deep."

Xi Lianying tried her best to make her tone more sarcastic: "Amazing! Look at the class you slept with."

Zhao Dezhu sneered: "No way, but she really likes Hamei and wants to be her goddaughter. I kind of understand her confidence."

Xi Lianying was even more vigilant: "Get out! Don't think that you can snatch my daughter if you have money! Get out!"

So Zhao Dezhu had no choice but to go to Seoul with Song Fuzhen that night.

However, because there is no airport in Gusu, and the Shanghai airport is dozens of kilometers away, Zhao Dezhu took advantage of the opportunity and asked Ning Zhiling to meet at the airport to sign the contract.

The business car is reserved for the irascible mother with the baby, and the Mercedes-Benz can be used to send the dean of the animation school.

She already answered the phone and knew that Zhao Dezhu had hooked up with the princess of Samsung. Sister Zhiling was super surprised and expected.

Right at the gate of the five-star hotel next to the airport, regardless of the sneaky photos taken by many people around, dressed in a standard black suit and skirt, he opened the door and received him personally as if he was acting in a movie.

Nanluo Hotel must have sent the best concierge car to deliver to the boss. Zhao Dezhu wanted to reorganize his thinking and get off in his own car alone.

Song Fuzhen had already put on her high-definition long gown, and with the air of a big princess, she was served by the bodyguards who opened the door and put the headrests on her head. She also noticed at a glance that sister Zhiling's appearance and temperament were far superior to those she wore, and her eyes lit up.

There must be a new conclusion about the grade of Zhao Dezhu's fluttering bunting.

Sister Zhiling can speak Korean, and she welcomed Ms. Song to China with a smile: "Charles just told me about your business arrangement today, and I will handle all the procedures in detail, so I have to go to Seoul to complete some of the work." , it is a great honor to meet you..."

Then he turned his head and explained to Zhao Dezhu, who couldn't understand at all: "Ms. Song's last flight to Seoul is at midnight. There are too many contracts and complicated procedures, so I have to go to Nanli with the legal counsel. affect you."

It sounded as if Song Fuzhen had invited her to be with her.

There is also a delicate and inquiring tone, not daring to tease resentment or the like.

She knew that she was too far behind the eldest princess.

Zhao Dezhu nodded. In this situation, it might be the safest way to go to Seoul with great momentum.

He made a lot of phone calls along the way, and almost arranged everything.

Long Zhiyu was not surprised that he met the eldest princess of Samsung at the Samsung Hotel, and then went to Nanli for business cooperation together: "I seem to have heard of this female president of Samsung Duty Free Shop, she is very powerful, this airport duty free shop Qualifications are hard to come by.”

That's right, even the chaebol of Nanli's largest supermarket that Song Fuzhen mentioned had a chance to be qualified as a duty-free shop after a few years in the previous life after being associated with that female commander friend, and then he was in an international war involving missiles. It's a complete mess in business.

In the deformed country of Nanli, chaebols are indeed extraordinary.

Song Fuzhen observed Zhao Dezhu's words and deeds, and confirmed that he must know his identity.

But Zhao Dezhu couldn't see the respect she was used to, so she went to the VIP room to rest for a while satisfied.

Only now did Zhao Dezhu discuss with someone face to face, and told Ning Zhiling how he met this aunt in Gusu, what things he talked about, and how he reached an agreement: "If I have more than one translator who understands Korean, I'm afraid Can remind me who the hell is this, and I didn't know that the boss of Samsung had such a big daughter...only her daughter?"

Ning Zhiling did her homework and said eloquently: "One elder brother, two younger sisters, but the youngest sister committed suicide in New York three years ago. It is said that she was in love with ordinary people and could not bear the family pressure. From this point of view Allowing Miss Song to marry the bodyguard shows her status in the family."

Zhao Dezhu had already thought about it all the way, but he really couldn't think of anything related to the eldest princess in his previous life.

With his identity and vision, he couldn't pay attention to the affairs of the Samsung family, and it was difficult to know even the gossip.

Still a little nervous: "Do you think that Samsung has played a trick on me, and they know that I have acquired the memory chip production line of Jiaobai, and they are secretly competing with them for the market."

The two were sitting in the living room of the luxury business suite, and Zhao Dezhu was still slumped on the single sofa in an unsettled state.

Sister Zhiling originally had her long legs slanted, sitting upright in discussions, with a doting smile on her face all the time: "From your description, it's hard for anyone to know that you went to Gusu, I don't even know..."

Finally a little naughty lamentation.

Zhao Dezhu chuckled: "How dare I tell you, work is one thing, but it's another thing to lie to your wife and ask you out to play secretly. If you open this hole, I guess my husband and wife will succeed. Care about something, right?"

Sister Zhiling was like a flower of interpretation, she put down the documents in her hand and got up, went to the back of the sofa and pinched Zhao Dezhu's shoulders: "Well, cherish this most pure relationship between husband and wife, and this is why I love you the most, I also called my wife Call, she also told me to take good care of you, I will do well."

Zhao Dezhu's bones are going to be crisp: "Hey, you are so smart that you understand everything, but you shouldn't go to Nanli with me. The production line in Qincheng is under your name. We will go to Nanli together. Calculate, isn't it just a pot?"

Ning Zhiling put all her strength into her hands: "If there are any problems, I hope that I will be the one who is with you, not the one who is overwhelmed and has no right to express it."

Who can resist this? Zhao Dezhu really needs great perseverance to resist raising his hand to hold down the catkin and follow the trend.

Anyway, I can't see that the lonely man and widow are in the same room, and they are so affectionate.

Everything fell into place, how simple and easy.

Zhao Dezhu, who couldn't tie his trousers in his previous life, took several deep breaths before smiling bitterly: "Don't make it look real."

Sister Zhiling said softly: "Well, I know I'm not a pure and fresh white moonlight, but now I feel very lucky and happy, so even if I vote for a certificate, I will go through fire and water with you."

The voice of the baby was a little low, and she outlined a beautiful figure pressing hard on her tiptoes: "I also want to have love, and I want to prove that I am not a vase. Having the best of both worlds is just a little girl's fantasy, I just hope that in the future, I can prove that you will not fail me, and I will not fail you."

As he spoke, two crystal drops of water fell on the chest of Zhao Dezhu's shirt.

What a touching scene, she moved herself.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Dezhu was surprised: "Your father? What does it matter to your father?"

Ning Zhiling was stunned for a moment, but couldn't hold it back after all, she leaned over and kissed Zhao Dezhu's face with salty tears.

Vaguely raving: "So... this is love..."

So when they entered the VIP lounge of the airport along the VIP passage, Song Fuzhen looked at Ning Zhiling who had obviously put on her makeup, and the scene between Zhao Dezhu and the celebrity assistant that she imagined in her mind must not be suitable for children.

But in her opinion, aren't all men like this?