Powerful Sweet Wife

Chapter 302 At that time, the people of righteousness were underestimated.
[At that time, farewell to the person you love, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are far away? 】

Seven years later.

Kyoto QY Group.

In the spacious and bright office on the 23rd floor, the reporter is interviewing a 25-year-old young man.

"Mr. Meng, your company's latest companion intelligent robot has received excellent feedback as soon as it was put into the market. It even set off a wave of robot products in the Jianghuai area. Can you tell us in detail how this product is different from previous robots? Is there any difference in the product?"

After the young and beautiful reporter finished speaking, his eyes fell straight on the face of the man opposite, with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

This man is the man that all women in Kyoto admire.

Young and dignified, handsome and steady, he satisfies all women's fantasies about the other half.

The man was wearing a simple white shirt, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, holding a cigarette in his right hand, and casually glanced at the female reporter opposite.

Amidst the smog, his handsome and cold facial features softened a lot, and even the coldness in his eyes seemed to lose a bit.

After a few seconds of silence in the office, a man's faint voice was heard: "I can ask my product manager to introduce you in detail later."

Just such a sentence, but the female reporter raised her lips in an instant: "Alright Mr. Meng, there is one last question..."

The female reporter hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised her eyes and said, "Countless girls in Kyoto are concerned about Mr. Meng's relationship issues, so I would like to ask, does Mr. Meng have a girlfriend? Or what type of girl does Mr. Meng like?"

After the female reporter finished speaking, she first winked playfully at the man opposite, then bent her eyes and waited for his answer.

In fact, she was very nervous, and her heart was beating drums up and down.

This question is outside the scope of this interview.

But it was a rare opportunity for her to get in touch with this handsome young business genius up close.

Therefore, even at the risk of the genius getting angry, she had to raise the issue that everyone was concerned about.

If he answered, then his career will also be promoted to a higher level because of this gossip.If he... At worst, he will change jobs by himself.

The female reporter gave herself psychological comfort, and then quietly waited for the person opposite to answer.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, the business genius raised his eyebrows, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "I want to know, is this interview question your intention, or your Director Chen's intention?"

His expression didn't fluctuate much, but his deep voice hit the female reporter's heart like a heavy hammer.

The tone of voice is noticeably different.

The female reporter's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously said, "President Meng..."

The man raised his hand to stop her words, glanced at his watch and said calmly, "It's overtime, see off the guests."

As soon as the voice fell, someone stepped forward and said: "Miss Zhang, the interview is over, I will take you out."

The female reporter blushed, white and red again, she pursed her lips and got up to pack her things, but she looked at the man opposite from the corner of her eyes.

The man was still smoking, with a stern and unapproachable look in his eyes.

He didn't even look this way. After dusting off the cigarette ash, he took the document in the assistant's hand and read it.

The female reporter was a little reconciled, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only grit her teeth and leave the office with her things.

As soon as she got out of the group building and was about to drive back, her immediate superior called and scolded her: "Who told you to make your own claims? That's how you take advantage of a chance to show your face? Who in the Kyoto circle doesn't know I can't ask about Meng Beiye's feelings. In the end, you were lucky enough to hit me at the muzzle of the gun..."

The female reporter felt a little wronged: "I was also thinking..."

"Okay, don't say anything, come back and talk again. The director just answered the phone and scolded me. Whether you can stay here in the future, I can't guarantee it now."

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Inside the office.

Just after reading the document and signing it, Meng Beiye's cell phone rang.

"Brother Ye, the brothers are almost here, when are you coming?"

The coldness between Meng Beiye's eyebrows disappeared, and his voice softened a little: "Right now."

"Okay, let's take a seat first, hurry up."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Beiye put down his phone and said, "I'll drive there later, and you'll deliver the materials from Lao Yue to my house around ten o'clock in the evening."

The assistant knew Meng Beiye's itinerary for today, and also knew that he was in a good mood at the moment, so he nodded and suggested, "There is still time, Mr. Meng can change his clothes before going over."

Meng Beiye glanced at his clothes and said "Hmm".

Changing into a casual outfit, Meng Beiye drove to one of the hottest food courts in Kyoto.

The name of the food court is "Good Come Again", which is down-to-earth and even tacky, but the business is very hot and it is very popular with the people of Kyoto.

This gourmet city has a very large space, which covers special delicacies from all corners of the country.To put it bluntly, as long as you enter here, you can eat snacks and delicacies from all over the country.

Most importantly, it's cheap.

When Meng Beiye arrived at the Food City, he parked his car in the underground parking lot and went up to the second floor.

As soon as he went up, he saw a tall... fat man, waving at him exaggeratedly: "Brother Ye, this way."

Meng Beiye smiled slightly and walked towards him.

Seeing Meng Beiye approaching, Yan Tao punched him directly on the shoulder: "It's really not easy to meet you. I waited for you for a full month before you were free."

Meng Beiye smiled apologetically, "I'm really busy, sorry."

"Hey, what are we talking about between brothers, is it right?" Yan Tao smiled cheerfully, and walked in with his arms around Meng Beiye's shoulders, "Everyone is waiting for you!"

Meng Beiye followed Yan Tao into the box and saw some familiar faces.

They are all classmates in Class [-] of high school, and they have changed a lot.

Especially Qiu Yingyue, who is no longer the bun face of high school, with a pointed chin, wearing light makeup, delicate and pretty.

It's just this character...

"Brother Ye, you are here, let us have a good meal! Today's meal, you have to treat."

After Qiu Yingyue finished speaking with a smile, she met Yan Tao's eyes, and then the two looked away in disgust.

Although they are already engaged, the habit of falling in love and killing each other is still there.

Meng Beiye pretended not to see their small movements, and said with a slight smile, "Okay, I invite you."

Several people greeted Meng Beiye to sit down, and then chatted about recent developments.

Back then, Qiu Yingyue and Yan Tao were also admitted to good universities, and after graduating from universities, they came to Kyoto to work hard.

At first, I wanted to work with Meng Beiye, but later I didn't like this industry, so I switched to other fields.

Now three years have passed, but it has developed well.

When I was in high school, everyone centered on Meng Beiye.Now at the age of starting a family and starting a business, Meng Beiye is still vaguely the center.

They all knew about Meng Beiye's worth and status, but the relationship between them was not affected much.

Happily eating, drinking, and bragging B, after Yan Tao drank to his heart's content, he suddenly put his arms around Meng Beiye's shoulders and said, "Brother Ye, I saw a woman today, who looks very much like Sister Qiong..."

As soon as Yan Tao finished speaking, Qiu Yingyue pinched his waist severely.

Noticing that Meng Beiye's face had changed, Yan Tao realized that he was half sober, and then found that the dinner table was instantly quiet.

The smile in Meng Beiye's eyes faded away, his expression was cold and distant, no one could guess what he was thinking.

Chi Joan...

This name has not been heard from others for nearly seven years.

　Do you think I will abuse?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)