Since the car ended up unhappily that day, Fu Wenzhou disappeared for more than half a month in succession, and Song Qingyou rarely had a clearer ear.

During this period, she has been busy with venture capital companies and has to go to Yan Shaoqin's place almost every day.

Sitting in the office of Yan's president, Song Qingyou signed her name on it after reading the contract.

Yan Shaoqin's fingers overlapped and asked leisurely: "Don't look at it anymore?"

Song Qingyou smiled alienatedly: "I feel relieved to Young Master Yan. In the future, except for major decisions, I need my consent, the rest of Young Master Yan will make the decision."

Yan Shaoqin looked at Song Qingyou's charming face: "Actually, I'm very curious. They are all from the Song family. Why can't you get along with your second brother?"

Song Qingyou paused and said calmly: "Young Master Yan is joking. I'm just starting a small company on a whim."

"Small company?" Yan Shaoqin tsk: "Investing more than 2 billion yuan is to buy the most valuable building on Hesheng Commercial Street. I have never seen any small company that makes such a big deal."

Hesheng Commercial Street is the most prosperous financial district in Beijing. It is full of celebrities and powerful people in the capital. Almost all the industries of the aristocratic families in the Beijing circle have taken root here.

Song Chen took over D.K Capital under the Song family's name five years ago, and the popularity of the past two years was in full swing. Song Qingyou spent a huge amount of money to set up the company's address opposite him and was doing projects like him. It was hard for Yan Shaoqin not to guess.

Song Qingyou raised her eyes: "We are just partners, so it's better to ask less private matters."

Song Qingyou had a pair of affectionate eyes. When she looked at someone with concentration, she always felt the illusion that she was cherished. Yan Shaoqin was stunned and came back to her senses after a moment: "You have paid so much money, so how can you hand over the company to me?"

The prerequisite for the cooperation between the two is that Song Qingyou, as a shareholder, does not come forward, which means that the company is the only one who belongs to Yan Shaoqin on the surface. In addition to important decisions, Yan Shaoqin has all the decision-making power of the company.

Song Qingyou's eyes bent, and Gu Panshenghui: "A construction project that Yan Shao invested abroad six years ago won the CRMB award, but the bridge collapsed in less than half a year due to structural reasons. It is said that there were hundreds of deaths at that time. A year later, you gave up your foreign career and returned to China, right?"

Her voice was very light, and Yan Shaoqin's casual smile slowly calmed down. After a while, he looked at Song Qingyou with deep eyes, and his eyes were filled with wind and clouds: "The report of that incident has been suppressed, how did you know?"

Song Qingyou closed her shawl and her eyes swayed: "Mr. Yan, don't always look like she breaks the casserole and asks the truth, I can also pretend that I don't know."

Yan Shaoqin has been struggling with his father in the mall since he was a child. His kung fu has long been perfect. He smiled with a gentleman: "It is her blessing for Yan Mian to be a friend of you."

Song Qingyou's eyebrows moved, and no matter how she heard these words, it seemed to be ironic.

Without staying in Yan's family for too long, Song Qingyou stood up and said goodbye.

Yan Shaoqin said: "I'll give it to you."

Song Qingyou was about to say no, but was interrupted by Yan Shaoqin: "Send me a future partner, this is a courtesy."

She didn't refuse anymore, and her company would still count on Yan Shaoqin in the future, and it was not appropriate to have a relationship that was too stiff.

After leaving the door, Song Qingyou felt a little cold. She frowned and coughed repeatedly with her handkerchief pressed against her lips.

Suddenly, Song Qingyou looked sideways, and saw the suddenly extra suit on her shoulders, and her eyebrows flipped slightly.

The smell of cologne from a strange man rushed into his nose, and she didn't like this smell.

Song Qingyou raised her hand and took off her clothes and handed them back to Yan Shaoqin: "Thank you, I'm not cold."

Yan Shaoqin raised his eyebrows and put his clothes on his arm, saying nothing.

Song Chang happened to drive over, and Song Qingyou said goodbye and got in the car.

Song Qingyou always felt restless in the car. She looked back and saw that there was nothing unusual around her.

Song Chang asked: "What's wrong with Miss?"

Song Qingyou shook her head: "Nothing."

This weird feeling lasted for more than a week. She always felt that someone was following her, but she didn't see anything every time she looked back.

Song Qingyou could only comfort herself probably because she was too tired these days.

In the evening, the ‘Night’ bar.

The night scenery is different from other bars. It is a membership system. Almost all the people who come and go are high-ranking officials from the capital. The bar is very private. No matter what you do here, there will be ignorant waiters spread it.

The smell of alcohol, cigarettes and the smell of powder on women in the private room are mixed together, forming a luxurious scene.

The woman with heavy makeup seemed to have no bones and tried hard to get to the man.

"roll."

The low voice was a little impatient and cold, and the aura was impressed.

The woman didn't dare to take another step forward and retreated awkwardly.

Gu Bai waved his hand and said, "Okay, you all go down."

Several women took a look at the man who only cared about drinking from beginning to end and didn't understand the charm, and finally left unwillingly.

Gu Bai crossed his legs, staring at the man in the corner anytime and anywhere. After the other party opened another bottle of wine, he finally couldn't stand it and reached out and snatched it: "I don't want to die?"

"Fu Wenzhou, are you as for a woman?"

"The youngest daughter of the Song family doesn't want him when she divorces. You say he will not be able to do so."

The person who spoke was Xu Zezhan, the Young Master Yunrui, and Liang Muchuan, who was afraid of being too strong, while the latter looked accused of being accused of being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed to being accustomed

These people are brothers who grew up in a courtyard and have a good personal relationship. They can't be clear about Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou.

Fu Wenzhou turned a deaf ear to him, snatched the wine from Gu Bai's hand and poured it into his mouth.

Liang Muchuan dusted the ashes: "Brothers have been drinking with you for more than half a month. Why are you? Are you really planning to drink yourself into the iCu?"

Xu Zezhan followed behind and re-shot: "Even if you drink to death, others may not be able to look at you. Why do you say you have to?"

Fu Wenzhou made a move, and the empty wine bottle suddenly hit the table, his tall body sank on the sofa, and raised his hand to slowly cover his eyes.

His voice was hoarse and dull: "She doesn't want me anymore."

The three of them looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

Yes, Song Qingyou is inseparable from opening your mouth.

Liang Muchuan is the oldest and calm, so he kicked Fu Wenzhou: "She works with Yan Shaoqin, haven't you ever thought about why?"

Fu Wenzhou sat upright on the sofa, pursing his thin lips tightly.

Liang Muchuan knew that he was clear when he saw him like this: "She set the address opposite Song Chen to disgust him. Yan Shaoqin is a man of lewdness and profit, cunning, and has a deep background. If he really faces Song Chen, Song Chen may not be his opponent. I think it is wise for her to find Yan Shaoqin to fire this gun."

The ecstasy of the raven-feathered governor Fu Wen spread out like a crow feather, covering the emotions in his eyes: "I can help her what she wants to do, but she didn't even ask me, and she just put me out of the circle. Her world is not me at all."

Xu Zezhan said: "That's because she doesn't want to involve you!"

Fu Wenzhou shook his head and fell down dejectedly on the sofa, his voice low and hoarse: "She smiled at Yan Shaoqin today." He also wore Yan Shaoqin's clothes.

Liang Muchuan sneered: "You have a fucking love brain?"

Gu Bai: "I'm cruel to the outside world. Why do you feel like you have become a different person when you meet Song Qingyou? You've seen a ghost!"

"One thing descends on another thing." Xu Zezhan said.
Chapter completed!