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

"She said -" Song Zhiyuan laughed at himself, "As long as I divorce you, you can give me 100 million in cash. I am seriously thinking about it now, what will I get if I don't divorce you?"

After hearing her words, Zhou Qichuan couldn't help but smile, his eyes bright, "Then have you figured it out?"

Song Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, "It seems like there's nothing else except free bed service."

"Ha!" Zhou Qichuan suddenly laughed 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, "Yuan Yuan, tell me, what else do you want?"

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

"I'll try my best." Zhou Qichuan said sincerely.

Song Zhiyuan frowned and seemed to be pondering, "Back then, half of the shares of the Song family belonged to my mother. Based on the stock price that year, it would have been at least 40 to 50 billion."

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

"Money." Song Zhiyuan raised her eyes and looked at him again, smiling brightly, "Can the vice president give it?"

After all, if you give her a company now, she may not be able to run it well.

Zhou Qichuan lowered his head, pinched Song Zhiyuan's weak and boneless hand with both hands, played with it carefully, and asked her, "Yuanyuan, if I give it to you, you will never mention the word 'divorce' to me again.

Will you always be by my side?"

"Okay." Song Zhiyuan answered without hesitation, "I can never ask about the vice president's love affairs outside."

After saying that, she paused for a second, thought of something, and added, "Oh, of course, we have to sign a supplementary agreement. If the vice president wants to divorce me one day, we can't get the money back."

Zhou Qichuan listened and smiled happily. Without any hesitation, he agreed with the word "good".

…

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the headquarters of Zhuoyuan Group in New York released a surprising news on its official website. Xu, the former domestic smart home leader, actually has three newly released smart homes that are based on Zhuoyuan's concepts and concepts.

design.

The content published on the official website is well-founded. Comparing the design concept with the drawings, a knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that Xu copied Zhuo Yuan.

Zhuoyuan Group released these three smart home models three months ago. However, due to price positioning, these three smart products have not yet entered the domestic market and are only sold in high-end shopping malls in a few foreign countries.

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

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

When Song Zhiyuan saw the news, he was already lying on the bed, ready to sleep.

However, after seeing this message, she fell asleep immediately and quickly clicked in to read the content carefully.

The news released on Zhuoyuan's official website was only half an hour later, but the reports and public opinions on the Internet have completely exploded.

After analysis, many professionals have confirmed that the three newly released products by Xu are indeed plagiarized from Zhuoyuan Group.

The comments from netizens also started to be one-sided, and they were all begging Xu to save face and not to make money without any bottom line.

Just as Song Zhiyuan was looking at it in fascination, the bathroom door clicked open from inside, and Zhou Qichuan walked out of it, wrapped loosely in a bath towel, wiping his hair.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Zhiyuan staring at the phone motionlessly, looking at it extremely seriously, not noticing him at all. Zhou Qichuan slightly curved the corners of his lips, walked over, threw away the bath towel in his hand and climbed into bed.

Song Zhiyuan was watching intently when a big palm suddenly stretched out, snatched the mobile phone from her hand and threw it away. Then the man's head quickly pressed down, and his cold thin lips instantly captured hers.

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

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

After a deep kiss, Zhou Qichuan let go of Song Zhiyuan without lasting too long, pressing his forehead against hers and asking in a dumb voice.

Song Zhiyuan scolded him, "Xu's three new products are copied from Zhuo Yuan's, 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 long and narrow eyebrows, "Why should I care?"

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

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

"You, the Zhou family and the Xu family, are now tied to the same rope——" Grasshopper, "Hmm~"

Before Song Zhiyuan could finish her chattering, Zhou Qichuan lowered her head again, covered her red lips, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Yuanyuan, what I care about most right now is whether you can do it tonight."

How long will it last..."

…

By the next morning, the incident of Xu's products plagiarizing Zhuoyuan had already exploded in global public opinion.

Xu Nianhe took the team working with Zhou and flew back to Jianghuai City as soon as possible. Xu's stock fell by the limit as soon as it opened.

Because Zhou and Xu have cooperated closely in the past few months, they were naturally affected by Xu's plagiarism incident. The stock price had just stabilized, but it suffered a new round of heavy losses and began to fall.

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

Song Zhiyuan came to the company and sat at her desk. She saw that the computer was full of negative news related to the Xu family. She suddenly wondered if God was helping her and Zhou Qichuan.

Xu Nianhe just said harsh words yesterday, and today Xu is in serious trouble.

After such a round of twists and turns, regardless of whether Xu admits the plagiarism incident or not, his market value will evaporate by hundreds of billions at least. The key is that the concept that Xu has established in the hearts of the domestic people for a long time has collapsed, which will have a negative impact on Xu's future.

Sales is a fatal blow.

"Boss, do you think that Xu actually copied Zhuoyuan's products, and even copied three models at once? Do you think this is retribution?"

Chi Xue watched the excitement online and 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 except me hear this."

Chi Xue immediately grinned, "I understand."

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

At the celebration party, six of the programs were invited from outside. Except for Ye Yanpei, who was filming in another place and could not spare time today, the other five programs would come to see the venue layout and rehearsal this afternoon.

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

These five programs include Su Wanwan's classical dance.

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