Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Song Yi sat on the sofa with a livid face, Zhang Tong stood with a embarrassed look on his face, and the servants were sent away.

"Dad, Mom."

Song Xirou walked over slowly and said softly.

"Dad, you are back so early today. Are you busy with the company's affairs?"

Zhang Tong saw Song Xirou coming, as if he had found a backbone, and quickly moved closer to her.

Song Xirou glanced sideways at her, her eyes dim.

Suddenly, Song Yi stood up and slapped the case.

"boom--"

Caught off guard, Zhang Tong was startled, but Song Xirou remained calm.

"Xirou, tell me the truth, was this car accident an accident?" Song Yi stared at her closely and asked in a calm voice.

The company had been doing well before, but how could it happen that something went wrong after she had a car accident? He wouldn't believe it if there was no connection.

Song Xirou's expression remained unchanged, "Dad, what do you mean?"

"I'm just asking you, was the car accident an accident? Don't change the subject. Tell me the truth." Song Yi pressed.

"Dad, what you said hurts my heart too much. Can I make a joke with my life?" She said with an aggrieved look.

"Did you hear some gossip outside? I am your daughter. Why would you rather believe what outsiders say than me?"

Seeing the tears shining in her eyes, Song Yi still didn't soften his mind, "Xirou, the company is in crisis now. If it has nothing to do with you, then forget it. If I find out it's because of you, then don't blame me for not caring. The love between father and daughter.”

Thinking that the company was in a mess now, Song Yi became very angry.

"What do you mean, dad, why is there a crisis in the company? What are you talking about?" Song Xirou stepped forward, took his hand, and asked urgently.

Song Yi shook off her hand and snorted coldly, "The company's stock has been falling in the past two days, and several of our company's most important partners have withdrawn their capital. Now the board of directors is making trouble. If we can't If we bring back those partners as soon as possible, our company's capital chain will have difficulty in turnover. I think you should know the consequences even if I don't tell you."

Hearing this, Song Xirou's pupils tightened.

how could this be?

Could it be Jian Qing did it?

She looked at him eagerly, as if asking for proof, "Dad, have you checked, is JK International deliberately attacking our company?"

"It's not JK ​​International." Song Yi said.

He thought it was JK International at first, but after checking, he found that this incident had nothing to do with JK International.

But who else could it be if it wasn't JK International? Who could turn his company into chaos in just two or three days.

"It must be Jian Qing, she must have done it." Zhang Tong suddenly shouted.

"With so many backers behind Jian Qing, Ayi, have you forgotten that Jian Qing's father is An Zhe? An Zhe dotes on her so much that he will definitely listen to her words."

Song Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at her with strong displeasure, "That's enough. You can just talk about this at home. Don't talk about it outside. Now we have offended the Quan family. If you offend An Zhe again, it will only do harm to our Song family."

Zhang Tong reluctantly shut up and looked at Song Xirou from the corner of his eye, only to see that she kept her head down and remained silent.

After a long time, Song Xirou clenched her hands and raised her head to meet Song Yi's gaze, "Dad, what did the board of directors say?"

"The directors on the board of directors requested that the board of directors be convened tomorrow. If we can't come up with a solution, the consequences will only be worse." After talking about it, Song Yi had a headache.

Song Xirou lowered her eyes lightly, "I understand, I will contact the directors and the group that intends to divest their capital now."

After saying that, she turned around and went upstairs, leaving Song Yi and his wife speechless.

…

It's night and the stars are twinkling.

The breeze blew by, and the flowers in the vase trembled gently. The Louis XIV roses were delicate and delicate, with a light fragrance.

Jian Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put down the towel, took the clothes on the side and helped him change into them.

Pants are easier to wear, but these clothes are a bit troublesome. Most of the wounds on the man's back have scabbed, so it is still a bit difficult to put them on.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she reached out to help him up, letting him lean on her body, then hooked up the clothes and helped him put them on with familiar movements.

The black silk pajamas, worn on the man's slender body, made his charming handsome face even more cold and charming.

Jian Qing took the basin and put it back into the bathroom. As soon as she walked out, she heard the sound of her phone vibrating.

She walked over, picked up the phone, and walked back to the bed while listening to the call.

"Well, I understand. Let's go with the original plan and let the directors keep their mouths shut. Let them think clearly about what should be said and what shouldn't be said."

"Okay, keep an eye on Song Xirou."

After giving the instructions, Jian Qing hung up the phone, took off her shoes and lay on the bed. Her cold hands found the man's big hand and held it tightly.

She turned over, and the man's handsome profile came into her eyes.

"Good night, Xiaojing." The coldness between her brows and eyes gradually faded, and she said in a very soft voice.

Tomorrow everything has just begun...

After the falling rain, the sky turns pale blue.

The Song Group's stock price plummeted, and news of capital turnover difficulties didn't go away. The original car accident had not been resolved, but now it happened again, and everyone was sighing.

I really don’t know what kind of bad luck the Song family has been in recently, bad things have happened one after another.

There is a lot of discussion from the outside world, and the Song Group is currently holding a major meeting.

The bright conference room was silent.

On both sides of the long round table, the directors looked serious.

Song Yi was sitting at the front seat with a gloomy look in his eyes. The seat to his left was still empty, and it was obvious that someone had not yet arrived.

"Chairman Song, I have been waiting for about ten minutes. If you don't have enough money, I think we will start the meeting first." One of the directors said.

Song Yi glanced at the closed door, his face tense.

"I announce that the meeting has begun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the closed door suddenly opened.

"Sorry, I'm late." Song Xirou hurried in, her long hair slightly messy.

"Why don't you sit down quickly when you're here?" Song Yi said.

Song Xirou nodded towards the directors. Seeing the scars on her face that had not yet recovered, the directors present had different expressions.

"Sorry, directors, I encountered something unexpected while I was out, so I came a little late."

No, there are guests at Yuanxiao’s house, and A-Xia is going to be busy... huh?