Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"No, you're not allowed to leave. You can't take away our company." Song Xirou hurriedly rushed forward and blocked the door, spreading her hands to prevent Jian Qing from leaving.

Jian Qing glanced at her lightly, her eyes hardened, "Get out of the way."

"Unless you give up the acquisition of the Song Group." Facing those black hole-like eyes, Song Xirou suppressed her fear and said.

Ho.

Jian Qing's narrow eyes were raised slightly, and she said with terrifying anger, "Do it."

With these two short words, the people behind the Ming Army instantly understood that one of them suddenly made a move. Before Song Xirou had time to react, she only felt her collar being grabbed by a big hand.

"Xirou..."

Song Yi exclaimed, unable to make a sound as if his neck was being strangled.

The man in black grabbed Song Xirou's collar, and in the next second, he threw her out expressionlessly, as casually as if he was throwing a rag.

"ah--"

The white figure drew a "beautiful" parabola in the air, and Song Xirou screamed, breaking her throat.

On the sidelines, the directors were stunned and gasped.

hiss.

Simple and crude, it turns out to be like this...

"Boom——"

Song Xirou's slender body hit the ground, and the heavy muffled sound made everyone's bones tremble.

The cold ground pressed against her face, but it could not extinguish the raging fire that was filling Song Xirou's heart. She moved slightly, and her whole body seemed to be torn apart, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Jian Qing glanced sideways at her and left.

Seeing Song Xirou's fate, no one dared to stop her this time. The directors watched her leave, and the tense atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became more relaxed.

Song Yi quickly ran over and helped Song Xirou up. Seeing her red and swollen cheeks and the bleeding nose, his face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.

He helped Song Xirou up and directed his anger towards the secretary beside him, "What are you still waiting for? Hurry and prepare the car."

"yes."

The secretary was so frightened that her tongue was tied when she saw Song Xirou's miserable condition.

"Dad, my hand hurts so much." Song Xirou looked pale and couldn't help crying when she saw Song Yi.

Song Yi patted her back comfortingly, "Let's go to the hospital and bear with it."

Song Xirou's facial features were ferocious and her eyes were dark, "No, I want to go downstairs."

Anyway, the Song Group has been taken away by Jian Qing, and she has nothing to be afraid of. If she doesn't let her have an easy time, she won't let her have an easy time either. The worst is that both sides will suffer.

"Xirou, what do you want to do?" Song Yi looked at her red and swollen face and had a bad feeling.

Song Xirou brushed his hand away and walked out holding on to the wall, "Dad, you don't have to worry about it. I will never let Jian Qing take away the Song Group."

"Xirou, stop messing around." Song Yi said with a headache.

Now that the group is gone, if she causes trouble again, the entire Song family may be involved.

Song Xirou paused and said, "Dad, there are reporters downstairs. We can only give it a try, otherwise our Song family will have to be suppressed and beaten by Jian Qing."

After saying that, she turned to look at her secretary, "Why are you still standing there? Help me downstairs."

"Yes." The secretary supported her carefully.

The directors looked at Song Xirou's back and shook their heads.

Isn't the eldest lady of the Song family usually very smart? Now her brain has been damaged. Jian Qing is like a furious devil. She still insists on hitting her gun. I really don't know if she is stupid or stupid. .

Song Yi stood there and seemed to have aged many years for a moment. Director Zheng raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Song Yi, considering our friendship over so many years, I would like to advise you not to provoke Jian Qing. We cannot afford to offend her."

Song Yi glanced at him coldly and shook his hand away, "Yes, after so many years of our friendship, I never thought you would stab me in the back."

Director Zheng retracted his hand, "Anyway, I've already advised you. It's up to you whether you listen or not. Also, even if we don't sell the shares to Jian Qing, apart from bankruptcy, do you think there are other things waiting for the Song Group? Way to go?"

Song Yi looked at him coldly, Director Zheng looked at him calmly, "I won't disturb you anymore, we'll leave first."

As soon as he left, the other directors followed suit.

In an instant, Song Yi was left alone in the huge conference room.

The gentle sunshine and the slightly sultry breeze.

In the lobby, staff members coming and going looked at the reporters crowded at the door from time to time, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator stopped.

Jian Qing walked in front, and Ming Jun followed behind her, with such a strong aura that the employees of the Song Group were stunned.

Everyone couldn't help but tacitly murmured, "What a man."

By the time they came to their senses, Jian Qing and his party had already walked out of the door.

The reporters who had been waiting outside the door for a long time saw Jian Qing coming out and swarmed towards her, but stopped one meter away from her.

The tragic lessons learned by the newspapers and media companies that were acquired a few days ago are still fresh in their minds, and they do not want to repeat the same mistakes.

"Mrs. Quan, did you come to the Song Group today to talk to Chairman Song about Miss Song's car accident?"

"Can you please tell me, do you have anything important to discuss with the Song Group today?"

"Song Group's stock has fallen in the past two days, and there is an internal emergency crisis. Does it have anything to do with JK International?"

…

The reporters stretched out their hands and handed the microphone to Jian Qing, the spotlights on their hands flashing with dazzling light.

Jian Qing's cold eyes shot towards the reporters blocking the way. In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped, and He Xi's warm sun could not melt the ice in her eyes.

She snapped her slender fingertips, and a crisp sound broke through the air.

Snapped.

In an instant, the reporters all fell silent, and the woman's beautiful face was reflected in their eyes.

A cold smile appeared on Jian Qing's lips, "Song Group was officially acquired by JK International. From today on, there is no Song Group in Beijing."

The cold voice was resounding and hit everyone's hearts hard.

The reporters' eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

Was Song Group acquired by JK International?

How is this possible? How could the Song Group be acquired by JK International in just a few days?

And isn't it said that Quan Jingwu is unconscious? Is he already awake?

"That's not true. She lied."

From behind, a sharp voice cut in.

Jian Qing's eyes turned colder when she heard the familiar tone.

The reporters followed the sound, and Song Xirou walked over quickly, supported by her secretary. As she approached, everyone could see the miserable state of her face.

hiss.

The messy hair and red and swollen cheeks looked like they had been abused.

The reporters keenly smelled the smell of gossip, and their cameras and microphones instantly moved in front of Song Xirou.

"Miss Song, may I ask how you were injured like this?"