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273 Chapter 271, the familiar stranger

Seeing that the first month was coming to an end, Zheng Xiuju finally let out a sigh of relief.

According to her agreement with Zhao Zhiyang, their marriage came to an end.

This is the most tiring Spring Festival that the two have spent since they got married.

For no other reason, the two people who already had no emotions had to put on masks and disguises, pretending to be sweet, and then worked hard so that neither parents could see any traces.

Playing such a role that doesn't suit me is even more exhausting.

Back at their home, the two began to discuss the division of property.

Divorce officially entered the countdown.

"You don't need to divide the car, do you? Your parents bought your car, and it belongs to you. I can also share my car with half of the discounted price."

Zhao Zhiyang knew that it was hard to get over the water now, so it was better to make a clean break.

This is also a promise he swore with his own mouth.

"I'll give you your car, but I don't want it."

Zheng Xiuju doesn't really care much about money, but once it gets to this point, if you don't talk about it, it seems that the divorce is not formal enough.

"If you like this house, I will leave it to you, and give me the money after the discount."

I still remember that the wedding room in this high-end community was the guarantee of a happy marriage for two people.

But now it seems that nothing can guarantee happiness.

"No! I don't want the house. You don't have to give me any compensation."

Zheng Xiuju shook her head.

There were happy memories of her in this house, but the joy and sweetness were short-lived.

On the contrary, what brought her more was a person's loneliness and loneliness.

That's why she wanted to escape even more.

Escape from this house, escape from this marriage.

"This……"

Zhao Zhiyang wanted to say that this house should belong to our joint property, but he stopped talking.

The house was indeed mainly bought with money from Zhao Zhiyang's parents.

But Zheng Xiuju also paid for a small part of the mortgage, but she didn't want to count it in such detail.

"On this card, there is a deposit of 5 yuan, and I will give it to you! Otherwise, it will be as if you have left the house without leaving the house!"

Zhao Zhiyang threw a bank card on the coffee table.

In fact, he has more money than that.

But he felt that it was earned by himself after paying a lot, and it should not be used for division.

In the past few years when the salesman was the sales manager and the head of the office, he did earn most of the family's money.

"I don't care... as long as you go through the formalities quickly."

Zheng Xiuju only wanted to regain her freedom as soon as possible, for her, everything else seemed to be dispensable.

"Next Monday, at 9 a.m., meet at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Get things ready."

Zhao Zhiyang nodded.

It's really meaningless to drag it on.

"it is good!"

Just this weekend, an Audi A8 stopped in front of a quiet teahouse in Khanh Hoa City.

A man in his early fifties got out of the car.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is imposing, and he is not an ordinary person at a glance.

Walking into the teahouse, he handed the waiter a large bag of tea that he brought with him, and told her to find a private room to make the tea and serve her.

The waiter took the tea, led the guests into the private room, and skillfully manipulated the exquisite tea set.

A burst of tea fragrance wafted away.

"You go out first! My surname is Hu. Someone will find me in a while. Please bring it here and make a new cup of tea."

"Ok!"

The waiter left.

The man poured himself a drink, sipping tea slowly.

This person is Hu Yuliang.

After talking with Liu Xian last time, he also wanted to hear about the origin of the new buyer.

The current Qinghe Distillery is no longer the Qinghe Distillery it was a year ago.

In addition to the decline in sales, the shortcomings of internal management and the team were completely exposed.

It's a vicious circle.

If the sales situation is not good, the flow of funds will be slow, the expenses will become more significant, and the idea of ​​raising wages for employees will be difficult to realize.

The resulting boredom and complaints can be irrepressible, and production and work efficiency will be reduced.

Hu Yuliang drank his tea, thinking carefully.

Recently, Zheng Yongping has gone too far;

Wu Honghai and Ma Guanghai also made no sound like dead people;
And Liu Qingyu didn't know what he was busy with all day, and became silent;

Although Huang Shengguo often reported the financial situation, there was no good news except for sighs;

As for Zhao Zhiyang, the symbolic meaning of this vice president is even greater, and there seems to be no big difference between having him and not having him...

What a mess.

If it goes on like this, there is really nothing worth nostalgic about.

It's just... how much is the current selling price?
A Mercedes-Benz car stopped at the door of the teahouse, neatly parked next to the Audi A8.

Cao Mengxing got out of the car and looked at the car next to him.

He had seen this car before, and he remembered the license plate number.

It was the car of his former leader, Chairman Hu Yuliang.

And now, right in front of his eyes, he was about to meet this once unattainable person.

This private meeting was proposed by Liu Xian.

Since both parties don't want to make a big fuss, it's better to meet each other unknowingly and chat casually.

If there is still a need to continue, continue the discussion.

Otherwise, just pretend it didn't happen.

Good for everyone.

"Hello! How many people?"

The waiter asked a question.

"The owner of that car, is he here? His surname is Hu."

Cao Mengxing pointed to the car outside.

"You come with me!"

The waitress came to the private room, knocked on the door, and pushed it away.

Cao Mengxing stood at the door, looking at Hu Yuliang who got up slowly.

Hu Yuliang's heart suddenly trembled irregularly.

It's him?

It's him!

Isn't he the one who used to be one of his subordinates, who stood on the podium to receive the award with a flower made of red silk from an outstanding employee?

Isn't he the one that Ma Guanghai personally requested, after launching the campus recruitment of college students, one of the few people who stayed and was highly recommended?
Isn't he the one who followed Xijiu Group, stood beside Qin Pengyuan, became a member of the inspection team, and went to the market to investigate carefully?

……

It seemed that he was an extremely familiar person, but at this moment, he seemed extremely strange.

Because, he is no one now, but the one who came to negotiate with him, and is going to buy shares or buy his own Qinghe winery!

Why, could it be him?
Why, can't it be him?

Cao Mengxing looked at Hu Yuliang who was frozen in place, walked up quickly, and stretched out his hand.

"Chairman Hu! Long time no see! This is Cao Mengxing."

Hu Yuliang suddenly recovered from the trance.

right!That's the name.

Cao - dream - wake up!
He shook the outstretched hand, still a little dazed.

He had heard this name many times, but never thought that one day, it would appear in this scene.

The waitress was also a little dazed.

Because the meeting time between the two men in front of her was a bit long, she didn't know if it was right for her to leave, or it would be more appropriate to make tea quickly.

"sit down!"

The two men sat down.

The waitress then quickly replaced with new tea, brewed it again, and then exited respectfully.

Helpless, the flowers fall;

Deja vu, Yan returns.

(End of this chapter)