A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 100 I’ll hit you
gone!

Actually moved away!
When did you move out?

Zhang Xianqu, who was wearing a black suit, looked at the empty rental house in front of him, his eyes were terrifyingly calm, and he glanced around expressionlessly, unable to explain the irritability and depression in his heart at the moment.Hearing that Shangguan Zixin said that two gangsters were harassing Wen Qiao, he immediately came over to comfort this wooden woman as soon as he heard the news.

As a result, what did he get?
Moved away!
That damn woman Wen Qiao moved away!
Zhang Xianqu's face was black and blue at the moment. Thinking about the possibility of this woman sleeping with that wild man, Zhang Xianqu always felt like he was about to explode.That damn woman openly cuckolded him despite her identity as his wife, and now she actually ran away with that wild man, which seriously provoked his dignity as a man.

"Mr. Zhang, what should we do now?"

A man dressed casually with splints on his feet came over and asked.

"What else can I do?"

Zhang Xianqu was a little angry.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the list of accounts. Please take a look at it." The man said, taking out a piece of paper and handing it to Zhang Xianqu.

Zhang Xianqu looked at the account list, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "16, are the things in your little shabby house so expensive? Twenty thousand, no more, besides, all those things of yours are already How broken is it..."

The man, the landlord who rented the house, smiled after listening to Zhang Xianqu's words: "Mr. Zhang, you can't say that. Although the furniture and appliances look a bit old, they were still brands at the time. Originally, I planned to accept Mr. Zhang." 18, but Mr. Zhang has rented my house for more than five years, and we are old friends, so the [-] less for you is purely a friendship price."

This was the first time he had seen a tenant who had moved all their belongings out of a rented house. He was already used to seeing some tenants occasionally leaving with small belongings, but here came a tenant who had moved all their belongings away. Fortunately, the person who lived here ran away, but the person who rented here is still there, so he should be able to get back the money he lost.

"Twenty thousand, that's all. If you have more, you won't have it, but if you have less, you can consider it." Zhang Xianchu said.

"Mr. Zhang, you can't do this. You have also seen that there is nothing in my rental house. Look at the window. There are no curtains left for me." The entire rental house is clean. Yes, they just had to pry off the floor and the tiles on the wall.

"Twenty thousand, do you want it?" It was too young to think of him as someone who was taken advantage of.

Zhang Xianqu was about to leave angrily. Seeing this, the landlord quickly chased after him, shouting: "Mr. Zhang, we can discuss it carefully. You can't leave like this, Mr. Zhang. The things in this rented house are really worth 16 yuan." It can’t be any less, hey, Mr. Zhang, wait a minute..."

The sound of renting is getting further and further away.

……

Central District.

The Wen family villa in Xiyuan.

Wen Qiao took a sip of tea and looked at the kind-faced man opposite.

The man was wearing a white suit, with short, thick black hair, and a wrinkled face that vaguely showed the handsomeness of his youth.

"Qiaoqiao, how do you like it? It tastes good."

Shangguan Wei asked with a smile, looking at Wen Qiao with loving eyes.

"Well, it smells good. How much did it cost?"

Wen Qiao asked unintentionally.

"Eighty thousand pounds. If Qiao Qiao likes it, you can take more with you..."

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, Wen Qiao threw the teacup containing [-] yuan per pound of tea at Shangguan Wei without hesitation. Shangguan Wei turned his head and narrowly escaped. He was thankful but also a little angry. He turned to Wen Qiao. shouted: "Wen Qiao, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Can't you see? I'm going to hit you..." Wen Qiao sneered coldly. "I lived a hard life outside eating pickled vegetables, but you are actually drinking tea worth [-] yuan per catty at home. Shangguan Wei, do you still think that I am your daughter..."

As he spoke, Wen Qiao sobbed and cried.Shangguan Wei: “…….”

"But it's true. Since mom left, you married a new stepmother. It's my fault that I didn't object and gave birth to a younger sister. Having said that, you should love her. You shouldn't forget that you still have a sister. I have a daughter..." Wen Qiao shouted, looking aggrieved.

Shangguan Wei opened his mouth: "Qiao Qiao, how could I forget you? You have been my father's daughter from the beginning to the end. You see, your father did not stop you from writing novels, and even found a senior official for you. Your husband is helping you manage the company. To be honest, Qiao Qiao, it’s too late for dad to love you, so how could he forget you?”

Wen Qiao: "I don't want to write novels anymore, I want to join a company..."

Shangguan Wei: “…….”

Wen Qiao: "What, can't you?"

Shangguan Wei had a loving look on his face: "How could it not work? I can do whatever you want dad to do..."

Wen Qiao looked satisfied, looking a little naive and said: "Dad, you said, then I want to divorce Zhang Xianqu..."

Shangguan Wei was dumbfounded: "Li, divorce..."

Wen Qiao smiled implicitly: "Well, I already have someone I like, and I want to marry him..."

She looks like a shy girl looking forward to the future.

Shangguan Wei didn't expect Wen Qiao to bring this up. When he heard that Wen Qiao liked someone, Shangguan Wei frowned and said, "Who is the person he likes?"

If the family situation is average, he can be more careful. If the family situation is very good, he cannot let Wen Qiao be with the other party under any circumstances.

Thinking of this, a hint of sinisterness quietly passed under Shangguan Wei's slightly drooped eyelids.

As if Wen Qiao didn't notice it, he looked like a young girl with a shy look on her face.

"When Zhang Xianqu and I get divorced, it won't be too late for me to tell Dad... Speaking of Dad, I will go to work in the company tomorrow. What position do you think I can arrange for me? How about the general manager? Or let me join Board of Directors?"

"Tomorrow!" Shangguan Wei looked surprised, especially when he heard about the post behind him, the corner of Shangguan Wei's mouth twitched violently.

"Why not?" Wen Qiao's face changed slightly, as if you will continue to make trouble if you don't meet my requirements.

"Okay, okay, okay." Shangguan Wei said hurriedly. The Wen family's future country management seal is in Wen Qiao's hands. He still needs to ask him to get it back. He must not offend him at this moment.

"That's fine. As for the board of directors, I think my qualifications are still too small..."

Wen Qiao said thoughtfully.

Shangguan Wei nodded repeatedly, feeling that Wen Qiao was still self-aware.

"So I'll be the general manager, okay? Dad won't object."

Wen Qiao looked at Shangguan Wei, his warm eyes full of meaning.

Shangguan Wei frowned subconsciously, hesitated and said again and again: "Yes, it is possible, but the position shows that he is still there..."

"Then let him go." Wen Qiao said directly.

"I'm afraid this is not good." Shangguan Wei hesitated.

"I'm about to divorce him. Do you think it's appropriate to let an outsider become the general manager? Anyway, I don't care, I have to decide on that position..." When he said this, a coldness flashed through Wen Qiao's eyes.

(End of this chapter)