Since their unhappy breakup in the car that day, Fu Wenzhou disappeared for more than half a month, and it was rare for Song Qingyou to have clear ears.

During this time, she has been busy with the venture capital company and has to go to Yan Shaoqin almost every day.

Sitting in Yan's CEO's office, Song Qingyou read the contract in her hand and signed her name on it.

Yan Shaoqin crossed his fingers and asked calmly: "Don't look at it anymore?"

Song Qingyou smiled distantly: "I feel reassured by Mr. Yan's conduct. In the future, except for major decisions that require my approval, Mr. Yan can make the final decision on the rest of the company's affairs."

Yan Shaoqin looked at Song Qingyou's charming face: "Actually, I'm quite curious. They are all members of the Song family. Why do you have trouble with your second brother?"

Song Qingyou's face paused and she said calmly: "Young Master Yan is joking, I just started a small company on a whim."

"Small company?" Yan Shaoqin clicked his tongue: "Invest more than 20 billion, and the first step is to buy the most valuable building in Hesheng Commercial Street. I have never seen any small company so generous."

Hesheng Commercial Street is the most prosperous financial district in Beijing. It is home to celebrities and dignitaries in Beijing. Almost all the aristocratic businesses in the Beijing area have their roots here.

Song Chen took over D.K Capital under the name of the Song family five years ago. It has been booming in the past two years. Song Qingyou spent a huge sum of money to set up the company's address opposite him and was working on the same projects as him. It was difficult for Yan Shaoqin not to guess.

Song Qingyou raised her eyes: "We are just partners, it's better to ask less about personal matters."

Song Qingyou had a pair of loving eyes, and when she looked at someone intently, she always had the illusion that she was cherished by her. Yan Shaoqin was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses: "You paid so much money, so you can trust me with the company."

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The prerequisite for the cooperation between the two people is that Song Qingyou is a shareholder but does not come forward, which means that the company clearly belongs to Yan Shaoqin alone. Except for important decisions, Yan Shaoqin has all decision-making rights in the company.

Song Qingyou's eyes curled up and she looked forward: "A construction project invested by Yan Shao abroad six years ago won a CRB award, but the bridge collapsed within half a year due to structural reasons. It is said that the death toll at that time was hundreds.

Ji, after one year you gave up your overseas career and returned to China, right?"

Her voice was very soft, and the casual smile on Yan Shaoqin's lips slowly faded. After a while, he looked at Song Qingyou with deep eyes, and there was a storm in his eyes: "The reports of that incident have been suppressed, how did you know about it."

Song Qingyou folded her shawl and wavered in her eyes: "Young Master Yan, don't always act like you're asking for answers. I can pretend that I don't know."

Yan Shaoqin has been following his father in shopping malls since he was a child, and he has already become proficient in superficial skills. He smiled like a gentle gentleman: "Yan Miao is lucky to be your friend."

Song Qingyou's eyebrows moved, and these words sounded like irony.

Without staying at Yan's for too long, Song Qingyou stood up and said goodbye.

Yan Shaoqin said: "I'll give it to you."

Song Qingyou was about to say no, but was interrupted by Yan Shaoqin: "Giving one to my future partners is a courtesy."

She did not refuse again. In the future, her company would still rely on Yan Shaoqin, and it was not appropriate for the relationship to be too tense.

After leaving the door, Song Qingyou felt a little cold. She frowned, put the handkerchief against her lips and coughed repeatedly.

Feeling a sudden warmth on her body, Song Qingyou glanced sideways and frowned slightly when she saw the sudden extra suit on her shoulders.

The unfamiliar smell of men's cologne reached the tip of her nose. She didn't like the smell.

Song Qingyou raised her hand to take off her clothes and handed them back to Yan Shaoqin: "Thank you, I'm not cold."

Yan Shaoqin raised his eyebrows and put his clothes on his arms without saying anything.

Song Chang's car happened to be driving over, and Song Qingyou said goodbye and got in the car.

Song Qingyou always felt uneasy in the car. She looked back and saw that the surrounding area was empty and nothing unusual.

Song Chang asked: "What's wrong, Miss?"

Song Qingyou shook her head: "Nothing."

This weird feeling lasted for more than a week. She always felt like someone was following her, but every time she looked back, she saw nothing.

Song Qingyou could only comfort herself that it was probably because she was too tired these days.

In the evening, ‘Night Color’ bar.

The night scene is different from other bars. This is a membership system, and the people who come and go are almost all dignitaries from the capital. The bar is very private, and no ignorant waiters will spread out about anything you do here.

In the box, the smell of alcohol, cigarettes, and the smell of makeup on women mixed together, creating a luxurious scene.

The woman wearing heavy makeup seemed to have no bones, and she pressed hard against the man.

"roll."

The deep voice was filled with impatience and coldness, and the aura was compelling.

The woman was stunned and did not dare to take another step forward, and stepped back in embarrassment.

Gu Bai waved his hand: "Okay, you all can go down."

Several women unanimously glanced at the man who had only been drinking and flirting from beginning to end, and finally left reluctantly.

Gu Bai crossed his legs and stared at the man in the corner anytime and anywhere. After the man opened another bottle of wine, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to grab it: "Do you want to die?"

"Fu Wenzhou, are you willing to do anything for a woman?"

"The youngest daughter of the Song family doesn't want him even if she gets divorced. You said he won't do that."

The speakers were Xu Zezhan, the Young President of Yunrui, and Liang Muchuan, the Hua Controller. The former looked like he hated iron, and the latter had a commonplace look on his face.

They were brothers who grew up in the same compound and had very good personal relationships. They couldn't be more clear about the matter between Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou.

Fu Wenzhou turned a deaf ear and took the wine from Gu Bai's hand and poured it into his mouth.

Liang Muchuan dusted off the cigarette ashes: "Brothers have been drinking with you for more than half a month. What's going on? Do you really plan to drink yourself into the ICU?"

Xu Zezhan followed behind and replenished his gun: "Even if you drink yourself to death, people may not be able to look at you. Why do you think you are doing this?"

Fu Wenzhou made a movement, and slammed the empty wine bottle on the table. His tall body sank on the sofa, and he slowly raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Her voice was hoarse and dark: "She doesn't want me anymore."

The three of them looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

Yes, you can't talk without Song Qingyou.

Liang Muchuan was the oldest and calm. He raised his foot and kicked Fu Wenzhou: "She cooperated with Yan Shaoqin, haven't you ever thought about why?"

Fu Wenzhou sat up straight on the sofa, his thin lips pursed tightly.

When Liang Muchuan saw him like this, he knew that he had a clear conscience: "She set the address opposite Song Chen just to disgust him. Yan Shaoqin is a person who is ruthless and profit-seeking, cunning and has a deep background. If he really goes against Song Chen, Song Chen may not be the best person."

As for his opponent, I think it’s wise for her to ask Yan Shaoqin to take the lead.”

Governor Fu Wen's eyelashes spread like crow feathers, covering the emotions in his eyes: "I can help her with whatever she wants to do, but she just excluded me from the circle without even asking me. She

There is no me in this world."

Xu Zezhan said: "That's because she doesn't want to involve you!"

Fu Wenzhou shook his head and fell slumped on the sofa, his voice low and hoarse: "She smiled at Yan Shaoqin today." She was also wearing Yan Shaoqin's clothes.

Liang Muchuan sneered: "You have a fucking brain for love, right?"

Gu Bai: "You are so cruel to others, why do you seem to be a different person when you meet Song Qingyou? What a ghost!"
Chapter completed!