"What did she tell you?" Zhou Qichuan asked.

"She said—" Song Zhiyuan laughed at herself, "As long as I divorce you, you can give me 100 million in cash." I'm seriously thinking now, what will I get if I don't divorce you? ”

Zhou Qichuan listened to her words, and couldn't help but smile, his eyes were shining, "Then did you think of it?" ”

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "It seems that apart from the free bed service, there is nothing left." ”

"Huh!" Zhou Qichuan smiled again, went to hold Song Zhiyuan's hand hanging by his side, took a step closer, lowered his head and breathed almost on her face, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this enough?" ”

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, "I also contributed, didn't I?" ”

Zhou Qichuan nodded with a smile and asked, "Iris, then tell me, what else do you want?" ”

Looking at him, Song Zhiyuan immediately frowned, "If I want it, you can give it?" ”

"I do my best." Zhou Qichuan was very sincere.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and seemed to groan, "Half of the shares of the Song family back then were my mother's, and according to the stock price of that year, it would cost four or five hundred billion yuan." ”

"Then do you want money, or do you want a company?" Zhou Qichuan asked her.

"Money." Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes to look at him again, and smiled, "Can the vice president give it?" ”

After all, if she is given a company now, she may not be able to manage it well.

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head, pinched Song Zhiyuan's weak and boneless hand with both hands, and played with it, and asked her, "Iris, if I give it, you will never mention the word 'divorce' to me again, will you always be by my side?" ”

"Yes." Song Zhiyuan replied without hesitation, "I can never ask the vice president about the affairs outside." ”

After saying that, she paused for a second, remembered something, and added, "Oh, of course, we still have to sign a supplementary agreement, in case the vice president wants to divorce me one day, the money can't be returned." ”

Zhou Qichuan listened, smiled low and happily, and without hesitation, he promised a "good" word.

……

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the headquarters of Zhuoyuan Group in New York released an astonishing news on the official website, and Xu's, the former leader of domestic smart homes, actually has three newly released smart homes that are the concept and design of Zhuoyuan.

The content published on the official website is reasonable, and the comparison of the design concept and drawings can be seen by those who understand it at a glance, and it is Zhuoyuan, which is plagiarized by Xu.

Zhuoyuan Group released these three smart homes as early as three months ago, but these three smart products have not entered the domestic market because of their price positioning, and are only sold in high-end shopping malls in a few foreign countries.

After price adjustments, originally, these three products were planned to enter the domestic market in a month.

As soon as the news came out, it instantly shocked the entire domestic business circle.

When Song Zhiyuan saw this news, he had already laid down on the bed and was ready to sleep.

However, after seeing this message, she instantly fell asleep, and quickly clicked in to take a closer look at the contents.

It is only half an hour since the news released on Zhuoyuan's official website, but the reports and public opinion on the Internet have completely exploded.

After analysis, many professionals confirmed that the three new products released by Xu's were indeed plagiarized from Zhuoyuan Group.

The comments of netizens also began to be one-sided, all asking Xu's to make face, don't make money, there is no bottom line.

Just as Song Zhiyuan was fascinated, the bathroom door was pulled open from the inside with a soft "click", and Zhou Qichuan was loosely wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of it while wiping his hair.

Lifting his eyes and seeing Song Zhiyuan staring at the phone motionless, looking extremely seriously, he didn't notice himself at all, Zhou Qichuan's thin lips curved slightly, walked over, lost the bath towel in his hand and climbed into bed.

Song Zhiyuan was looking at it intently, a big palm suddenly stretched out, snatched the mobile phone in her hand and threw it away, followed by the man's head quickly pressed down, and the slightly cool thin lips instantly grabbed her.

"Hmm~" Song Zhiyuan snorted softly, stretched out his hand to push him, but his hands were clasped by the man and pressed to his side.

"What are you looking at, so fascinated? Hmmm—"

With a deep kiss, Zhou Qichuan didn't last too long before letting go of Song Zhiyuan, and asked in a dumb voice with his forehead against her.

Song Zhiyuan hated him, "Xu's has three new products that are copied from Zhuoyuan, don't you know?" ”

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head and pecked the tip of her nose, smiling evilly, "I know." ”

"You don't care?" Song Zhiyuan asked.

Zhou Qichuan raised his narrow eyebrows, "Why should I care?" ”

Song Zhiyuan sneered, "In this matter, as long as Zhuo Yuan doesn't give up, the Xu family will be ruined and plummeted, which is not good for the Zhou family and your Zhou family." ”

"Indeed." Zhou Qichuan nodded in agreement, "However, what does this have to do with me?" ”

"Your Zhou family and Xu family are now ants tied to the same rope-" grasshopper, "Hmm~"

Before Song Zhi's chattering voice fell, Zhou Qichuan's head was pressed down again, blocking her red lips, and her low and hoarse voice was vague, "Iris, what I am most concerned about now is how long you can hold out tonight......"

……

The next morning, the incident of Xu's products plagiarizing Zhuoyuan has exploded in global public opinion.

Xu Nianhe took the team that cooperated with Zhou's and flew back to Jianghuai City as soon as possible, and Xu's stock fell as soon as it opened.

Because in the past few months, Zhou's and Xu's have cooperated closely, and naturally they have also been affected by Xu's plagiarism incident.

Zhou Jiangyuan had a headache and held an emergency high-level meeting early in the morning.

Song Zhiyuan came to the company, sat at the desk, and looked at the computer full of negative news related to Xu's, she suddenly wondered if God was helping her and Zhou Qichuan.

Yesterday, Xu Nianhe let go of cruel words, and today Xu's is unlucky.

After such a round of tossing, regardless of whether Xu admits to plagiarism or not, his market value will have to evaporate hundreds of billions, the key is that Xu's long-term concept in the hearts of the domestic people has collapsed, and it is a fatal blow to Xu's future sales.

"Boss, I don't think Xu would copy Zhuoyuan's products, and there are three copies at once, do you think this is retribution?"

After Chi Xue watched the excitement on the Internet, she couldn't help but run to Song Zhiyuan to "gloat".

Song Zhiyuan smiled, "I guess so!" However, in the company, you'd better not let anyone other than me hear this. ”

Chi Xue immediately grinned, "Understood." ”

In the afternoon, Song Zhiyuan took Chi Xue and several other subordinates to Xiyuezhuang, where Zhou's celebration was held.

At the celebration party, there are six programs that are invited, except for Ye Yanpei, who is filming in other places and can't spare time today, the other five programs will come to see the venue layout and its rehearsal this afternoon.

If there is any problem in this way, Song Zhiyuan will adjust it in time.

Among these five programs, Su Wanwan's classical dance is included.