In late April, the weather was excellent on Saturday morning. The bright sunshine fell on the inpatient building of the Third City Hospital.
Liao Rong came down from the hospital building and took her driver and assistant Zhang Quanqing back to her dark blue Maserati with a faint smile on her lips.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Zhang Quanqing, who had rolled with Liao Rong dozens of times, could feel the flying and lightness in her heart.
He is an old man who followed Professor Zhao. He drove for Professor Zhao for more than ten years, and was trained by Professor Zhao. Later, he participated in the management of Zhao Group and became an assistant. Step by step, he lived a wealthy and superior life.
However, he betrayed Professor Zhao. He knew that he was a guilty villain. But he was really unable to resist the charm of Liao Rong, who was eight years younger than him. Even though he knew it was wrong, he still couldn't help but go to her at night.
Room.
Zhang Quanqing slowly started the Maserati and said in a magnetic voice: "Madam, where are we going?"
Liao Rong was sitting in the back seat of the car. She wore a sleeveless lapel white dress that highlighted her elegant and charming beauty. She had a convex figure and soft white arms. She was deep in thought and smiled coquettishly when she heard the words, "Why, you still want it?"
?That’s it for you when you take medicine. Go to the company! I have business to do.”
Zhang Quanqing's mouth twitched, his anger was extinguished, and he drove in silence. He clearly felt that as Professor Zhao fell ill, she seemed to break free from her shackles, becoming more and more public and unscrupulous, including towards him.
Liao Rong held her chin with one hand, her beautiful face calm, and looked at the street scene outside the car window.
When did she become dissatisfied with her husband and start planning? It should be when she learned that he had put all his property in Zhao Siyan’s name!
Life cannot be about spirituality without material foundation. She is only in her thirties, and has not even completed half of her life. She does not want to spend the rest of her life as "Professor Zhao's widow"!
Therefore, An Zhiwen's business suffered repeated setbacks under her covert pressure, which made him redouble his efforts in the factory, and then his marriage ran into problems. She easily "won" Zhao Shiyan as an ally.
Also, she easily conquered Zhang Quanqing, the assistant to the president who Professor Zhao placed beside her to "contain" her. This is an extremely dirty man in his heart! What he actually 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 his life. But there are some things that he cannot stop. For example, Zhao Shiyan and An Zhiwen divorced, for example, she now transfers 200 million assets to her personal name.
Arriving at the Zhao Group's headquarters building, Liao Rong made a phone call. She knew very well that An Zhiwen's company was facing an industry-wide problem recently.
The textile industry around the capital is facing a major reshuffle, with many relocating overseas.
Anzhao Textile Company, located in Rongcheng County, northern Hebei Province, less than 100 kilometers away from the capital, also faces risks and opportunities in this wave.
What she wants to do is to make An Zhiwen bow his head and divorce Zhao Shiyan.
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After Jing Gao left the hospital, he put Professor Zhao's "family affairs" aside. This had 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. He will meet with several textile industry bosses on Monday. How to enter?
After sitting in the Mercedes-Benz and squinting for a while, I arrived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain and called Beauty Wei Caiyan and Wei Wei.
"Ah, Jing Gao, have you reached the foot of the mountain? We are almost reaching the top of the mountain. How about you wait 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 Languages High School". The tuition fee is 60,000 per semester.
At nine o'clock in the morning on Saturday, April 23, teachers from Jiaxin High School and about 20 people started climbing from the east gate of Xiangshan Mountain.
We talked and laughed along the way. We walked along the scenic spots in Xiangshan: Shuangqing Villa, Xiangshan Temple, Xiangwu Cave, and Xianglu Peak.
This southern route is slightly farther, but relatively effortless. It alternates between flat slopes and steps. The teachers at Jiaxin High School are not considered athletes, and there are many sedentary teachers. There are also many female teachers.
This route is most suitable.
Surrounded by everyone in the middle of the crowd is a female teacher with beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament. She is in her early twenties, with fair skin and beautiful face. She has a fresh and enchanting temperament. She is 1.70 meters tall and athletic.
The clothes were loose and covered her graceful figure.
Even so, this bright face alone is enough to attract the attention of people on the mountaineering trail. She is a first-class beauty.
Wearing a refreshing light green and dark blue long Nike sportswear, she drank water and laughed with two companions.
"Weiwei, which man introduced by Teacher Wei is unreliable! We have made an appointment to go hiking today, but I haven't seen anyone yet."
The speaker was a long-legged female teacher with average appearance. She was 23 years old and had just graduated from school. Although she was not pretty enough, her youthful and delicate aura and her pair of big white legs still made her have many suitors.
A gentle girl with a round face and glasses turned around and said, "Where is Teacher Wei?"
Wei Caiyan has an outgoing personality and is joking with a group of teachers in the back. She is petite and slim, wearing a sports T-shirt and close-fitting khaki leggings. Her curves are exposed, and she has the sex appeal of a married woman. She is not afraid of the male teachers' dirty jokes.
, it is easy to get along with colleagues.
The long-legged teacher said: "Yingying, what Teacher Wei is doing is unreliable. He said that he would introduce a high-quality partner to Weiwei, but we were all still thinking about some handsome guy. The result was good, no one was looking at it right now.
arrive."
Li Mengwei breathed a sigh of relief and took pictures of the beautiful scenery of Xiangshan Mountain with her mobile phone. She was actually quite disgusted with blind dates. But Teacher Wei was her direct supervisor and the leader of the mathematics group in the second grade of high school, so she really couldn't refuse easily.
At this time, a handsome and tall man wearing sports shorts came over with a bottle of mineral water in his hand and a confident smile, "Hello, Teacher Li. Can I get to know you? My name is Xia Yue."
This man was 1.88 meters tall. Li Mengwei felt a sense of oppression coming towards her. She stepped back slightly and gave a weak smile with resistance, "Oh, hello."
Xia Yue did not stick to Li Mengwei. He said hello and prepared to leave, saying: "The weather is nice today. It's nice to hike up the mountain and see the scenery. It's very comfortable to sweat. It's just not suitable for chatting with beautiful women. Let's chat another time."
After they left, the long-legged teacher held Li Mengwei's arm, looked back reluctantly, and said slightly excitedly: "Weiwei, are you tempted? Are you tempted? He's handsome, tall, and rich. See the look on his hand.
Have you bought a watch? Tsk tsk. You are knowledgeable and can talk."
The round-faced girl Yingying smiled and pushed her, "Nana, stop being a nymphomaniac. It's useless for you to worry about her. I'm here to chase Weiwei."
Nana giggled.
After a while, the three girls started laughing and joking.
