Chapter 23: The Migrant Emperor

"Talk to me about the law?" Qiao Zhiyu turned his head to glance at Bai Yinqiu and said with a smile, "Okay, it's best to call the police to talk, and then go to the court to talk, I don't care, it depends on whether some people are afraid or not." ”

Bai Yinqiu was cold and afraid, and the whole person was trembling.

Does she dare to speak with the law? With what she has done, does she dare?

Even He Xinya was disfigured, they didn't dare to call the police, let alone something related to property?

Bai Changxing has followed Bai Yinqiu all these years, and he has been mixed with works and prestige, if he really investigates, he will deduct the salary of his servants, and he will definitely not be able to hide the fact that he is making money openly and secretly.

Thinking of the possible prison disaster, Bai Changxing suddenly became dumb, and the confidence he had strengthened because of greed for money was suddenly exhausted.

Qiao Zhiyu sneered, took out a bunch of keys from his bag and threw them in front of Bai Yinqiu.

"Don't say that I don't miss the old love, let you sleep on the streets, oh, this is another house I rent for you, 3,000 yuan a month, be content. ”

Qiao Zhiyu reached out and patted Bai Yinqiu's face.

"Enjoy, that's just the beginning. ”

Bai Yinqiu was like falling into an ice cave, and he could only watch Qiao Zhiyu walk away.

The bodyguards brought by him were left half by Qiao Zhiyu, so as not to leave He Wenfeng when he came back.

"No matter what they say, you just have to pick up people, He Wenfeng's age is not yet when I give alimony, and the residence has been arranged separately, and no one can say anything. ”

The bodyguards who were left behind said in unison: "Yes." ”

Qiao Zhiyu sat in the car, silently watching the Qiao family's old mansion get smaller and smaller in her sight, gradually drifting away, and finally completely out of sight.

I don't know why, but suddenly my chest felt a little tight.

The happy time when her family gathered here in her childhood seemed to be completely stripped from her blood and bones at this moment.

Her happiness has been ruined, and all that is left is a false and sinister illusion, and what she should do is not to indulge in falsehood, but to make these people who create the illusion for you pay the price!

In her previous life, did she really not understand He Wenfeng's calculations?

No.

She just cares more about the so-called relatives and warmth than money and power, even if she knows that there is a problem, she still deceives herself and plunges into it.

Like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand, it is also a poor worm through and through.

"Miss Qiao, it's still early, do you want to go somewhere else?" Tang Chi asked as he pressed the steering wheel and drove the car.

Qiao Zhiyu raised his eyelids and said lazily: "You persuade me to stay outside more, does your boss know about this?"

She also really admires Qi Zhanxing, her desire to control is simply in a state of continuous explosion, even if she is a dead house who doesn't go out, she has to forcibly control her time to go out, it's just sick.

That's right, in Qiao Zhiyu's opinion, Qi Zhanxing's life can only be described as a dead house.

At least since she moved into the Qi Mansion, she hasn't seen that man go out once, and even the work is being sent to the home by the assistant for approval, and there is no business entertainment, which is outrageous.

To tell the truth, she has grown so big, and it is the first time she has encountered such a fresh and refined business.

even made her feel that Ruining has not gone out of business so far, and it has developed to this scale, is it completely blessed by God?

Tang Chi was choked for a moment, and he didn't say much, but secretly sent a message with his mobile phone with one free hand.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the city, Qiao Zhiyu was analyzing the handle in his hand, thinking about how to make good use of it, but suddenly felt a shock to the body, and the whole person rushed forward uncontrollably.

"Rear-ended! rear-ended!"

The panicked shouts of the pedestrians made Qiao Zhiyu quickly figure out the situation.

Tang Chi stopped the car and hurriedly went around to the back seat.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, I was driving carelessly, are you okay?"

Qiao Zhiyu waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go and see what the other party is doing first." ”

After getting out of the car, she looked at her surroundings and suddenly felt a little strange in her heart.

Obviously, the car they were riding in was the party that was fully responsible, while the other vehicle was innocently and unlucky enough to be hit.

Qiao Zhiyu looked at Tang Chi's gaze and couldn't help but have three points of doubt.

Would a bodyguard who is valued by Qi Zhanxing make such a low-level mistake while driving?

The owner of the car who was hit was a handsome young man, about 185 in height, wearing a high-priced custom suit, polite manners, and extraordinary conversation.

Qiao Zhiyu vaguely felt that this person was a little familiar, she frowned, stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, we will compensate for the losses caused, I hope it didn't cause you too much trouble." ”

When the young man saw Qiao Zhiyu, he was slightly stunned, and said with a surprised expression: "Miss Qiao?"

"You know me?"

"I'm afraid there are few people in this circle who don't know you now. The young man smiled gently, stretched out his hand towards Qiao Zhiyu and said, "Introduce yourself, I am Ye Wenbo." ”

Leaf......

Qiao Zhiyu finally knew why she felt that this young man was familiar, Ye Wenbo, the eldest son born to Ye Haiping's ex-wife of Honghai Real Estate.

A second generation of Hao who is in a similar situation to Qiao Zhiyu, but not so similar.

Qiao Zhiyu shook hands with Ye Wenbo in a complicated mood.

"Ye Shao, fortunately. ”

"I can't afford to be Miss Qiao, Ye Shao. Ye Wenbo curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, "I'll leave it to the driver here, I wonder if Miss Qiao is interested in chatting with me privately?"

Qiao Zhiyu looked at the time and pointed to a shade tree on the side of the road.

"Please. ”

The two stood still in a secluded place, and Ye Wenbo said straight to the point: "I heard that Miss Qiao is looking for an agent recently?"

Qiao Zhiyu's eyebrows jumped: "Yes." ”

"I don't know if I'm suitable?" Ye Wenbo introduced himself without waiting for Qiao Zhiyu to speak, "Graduated from the Department of Finance, a top university in Country A, I have a wide range of contacts, excellent personal ability, and experience in managing companies." ”

Qiao Zhiyu: "......"

Of course, she knows Ye Wenbo's advantages, she was born in a wealthy family, and has been cultivated as an heir, but after her biological mother passed away, she was packed and sent abroad by her father, and after returning to China, she found that the family was taken over by an illegitimate child, and she bit off a piece of meat from her father and cheap brother after a few years of operation, and successfully took away 20% of the original shares of Honghai Real Estate.

Such a person has the ability and connections, and even his personal experience is highly similar to Qiao Zhiyu.

Even if Qiao Zhiyu is still full of doubts, he has to admit that Ye Wenbo is a rare good candidate.

The question is, why would such a capable person take the initiative to jump into the mud pit of Qiao's?

Qiao Zhiyu froze: "I thought that Ye Shao would be more willing to start his own business now, rather than come to me to be a working emperor." ”

The CEO is a good person to say, and it sounds beautiful, but in essence, he is a part-time worker for others, and at most he is a little more advanced.

Ye Wenbo was silent for a moment, and his eyes looking at Qiao Zhiyu were also a little complicated.

"Miss Qiao, just think I enjoy the pleasure of cleaning up the scum and helping the little pitiful?"

Joe's Little Pitiful Words: "......"