Chapter 220 When the Storm Is Coming (14)
2000 million, the number floating in her mind really made Su Wanshan's heart tremble.
After all, this amount of money is not a small amount. On the day of going there, Han Boyuan said that he would give 500 million as a donation for the charity dinner, but what about her?
But it took 2000 million to take a fake tie clip.
This is not the point, the point is... She now knows that this tie clip is a fake and fake.
No wonder that day, Gu Yiru gave up the auction right of this tie clip and gave it to herself. It's really no wonder... no wonder she was willing to give it to herself... It turned out that there was such an oolong.
I lived a lot of years, and was given an oolong by someone.
Thinking of this, Su Wanshan couldn't help smiling. This smile was like a poppy, with a suffocating beauty.
Han Boyuan took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and took a puff. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you the last 2 minutes. If after 2 minutes, whoever did it hasn't admitted , then don’t blame me for turning my face and denying people.”
Turn your face and deny people?
Is this serious?
Su Wanshan glanced at Han Boyuan at this moment, and now she was worried that it was not because of his turning his face and denying others, but because he would sweep her out of the house, she spent so many years of scheming to get everything she has now, how can she give up for some things now? Prosperity and wealth gained today!
If Su Wanshan were to go back to those old days, she would rather die than go back to the past and live that kind of bitter life.
For himself, but also for Han Fei.
The clock is hung on the wall, and the second hand rotates second by second, making the unique crisp sound of the clock. In this silent night, it is not difficult to lose it as a landscape.
Such a night is really beautiful.
It's just a pity that such a dramatic family grievance is being played out on such a night.
After all, whose time wasted this beauty.
"Boyuan..."
Su Wanshan's gentle and delicate voice suddenly rang out. Han Boyuan followed his gaze and looked over. He didn't have the old affection and kindness in his eyes. He just said coldly, "Say it, I'll give you one minute's time." time!"
"Boyuan...I'm not..."
Han Boyuan: "Not what?"
Su Wanshan: "I...I..."
Seeing her angry and entangled look, Han Boyuan became impatient, turned around and stood up, put the cigarette still clenched in his hand into the ashtray and smothered it fiercely, as if to declare his mood at the moment , it is not to be underestimated.
At this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened, and the servant walked in with a tablet computer in his arms. The screen was still shaking, as if there was a message box.
"Master, you have an email. I saw the screen flickering all the time, so I brought you the computer. I'm afraid there is something important that will delay your work."
Han Boyuan took the ipad tablet, nodded and said very seriously: "Good job, you can take two more days off this month."
"Thank you, master. If there is nothing else, then I will retire."
Seeing Han Boyuan nodded, the servant immediately retreated. The environment here looks very bad at the moment. Although she doesn't know what happened, she feels terrible here.
What is this flashing message box?
Now... who else is going to email him?
Is it possible...it's the company's business?
(End of this chapter)
2000 million, the number floating in her mind really made Su Wanshan's heart tremble.
After all, this amount of money is not a small amount. On the day of going there, Han Boyuan said that he would give 500 million as a donation for the charity dinner, but what about her?
But it took 2000 million to take a fake tie clip.
This is not the point, the point is... She now knows that this tie clip is a fake and fake.
No wonder that day, Gu Yiru gave up the auction right of this tie clip and gave it to herself. It's really no wonder... no wonder she was willing to give it to herself... It turned out that there was such an oolong.
I lived a lot of years, and was given an oolong by someone.
Thinking of this, Su Wanshan couldn't help smiling. This smile was like a poppy, with a suffocating beauty.
Han Boyuan took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and took a puff. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you the last 2 minutes. If after 2 minutes, whoever did it hasn't admitted , then don’t blame me for turning my face and denying people.”
Turn your face and deny people?
Is this serious?
Su Wanshan glanced at Han Boyuan at this moment, and now she was worried that it was not because of his turning his face and denying others, but because he would sweep her out of the house, she spent so many years of scheming to get everything she has now, how can she give up for some things now? Prosperity and wealth gained today!
If Su Wanshan were to go back to those old days, she would rather die than go back to the past and live that kind of bitter life.
For himself, but also for Han Fei.
The clock is hung on the wall, and the second hand rotates second by second, making the unique crisp sound of the clock. In this silent night, it is not difficult to lose it as a landscape.
Such a night is really beautiful.
It's just a pity that such a dramatic family grievance is being played out on such a night.
After all, whose time wasted this beauty.
"Boyuan..."
Su Wanshan's gentle and delicate voice suddenly rang out. Han Boyuan followed his gaze and looked over. He didn't have the old affection and kindness in his eyes. He just said coldly, "Say it, I'll give you one minute's time." time!"
"Boyuan...I'm not..."
Han Boyuan: "Not what?"
Su Wanshan: "I...I..."
Seeing her angry and entangled look, Han Boyuan became impatient, turned around and stood up, put the cigarette still clenched in his hand into the ashtray and smothered it fiercely, as if to declare his mood at the moment , it is not to be underestimated.
At this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened, and the servant walked in with a tablet computer in his arms. The screen was still shaking, as if there was a message box.
"Master, you have an email. I saw the screen flickering all the time, so I brought you the computer. I'm afraid there is something important that will delay your work."
Han Boyuan took the ipad tablet, nodded and said very seriously: "Good job, you can take two more days off this month."
"Thank you, master. If there is nothing else, then I will retire."
Seeing Han Boyuan nodded, the servant immediately retreated. The environment here looks very bad at the moment. Although she doesn't know what happened, she feels terrible here.
What is this flashing message box?
Now... who else is going to email him?
Is it possible...it's the company's business?
(End of this chapter)
You'll Also Like
-
I Crushed An Insect To Death, But the System Said I Killed a Dragon?
Chapter 182 6 hours ago -
Chat group with hundreds of millions of people, all members are myself
Chapter 248 7 hours ago -
Pirates: I'm just a passing Kamen Rider
Chapter 194 10 hours ago -
One Piece: The Romantic Swordsman
Chapter 189 10 hours ago -
After the breakup, the whole internet cried after hearing this song from the queen!
Chapter 189 10 hours ago -
Dragon Ball, even the King of All cannot stop him, I said
Chapter 169 10 hours ago -
Gao Wu: Amplified billions of times, I will rule forever
Chapter 124 10 hours ago -
King: Let you be steady! You will come out only when your attributes are full
Chapter 124 10 hours ago -
Pirates: The toughest trainee on Roger's ship
Chapter 11 10 hours ago -
Who told you to optimize yourself into a girl?
Chapter 206 10 hours ago