Late at night, the air conditioning in the suite at the Bulgari Hotel is cool. Wei Minjun was wearing a black pleated dress, with fair skin and the appearance of a beautiful woman with round beads, sitting in the bedroom with a pretty face.
The living room had been smashed to pieces by her, and the waiters in the hotel were cleaning it up. She promised compensation, and the hotel didn't bother.
"Ruolin, look at her and call me if you need anything." Wei Huandong was playing outside at night, but his sister Wei Minjun's phone was being called randomly, asking for the Phoenix Group's headquarters office to be closed down. What's going on?
Many people called him to inform him and ask him to coordinate. He had to come to the Bulgari Hotel. Just finished talking to Wei Minjun and asked Yun Ruolin to accompany her sister.
"Okay, Brother Huandong." Yun Ruolin sent Wei Huandong out, turned back to her friend Wei Minjun, and gave her a hug, "Sister Minjun, you can cry if you want!"
Wei Minjun had been holding on to his tense emotions in front of his brother, but with the comfort of his friends, he vented them out, "Woooo..."
She hated Hu Jiuming for making her lose face. She was so angry that she was unwilling to compromise! He held a breath in his heart. After all, she couldn't deal with such a big thing as divorce calmly. She and Hu Jiuming have known each other for twelve years, and all the stories from the past are flooding in her heart!
Yun Ruolin felt very guilty, patted Wei Minjun on the back, and said seriously: "Sister Minjun, this matter happened because of me, I will give you an explanation!"
Wei Minjun shook his head, shed tears, and gritted his teeth and said: "Ruolin, it's none of your business. This is a fight between me and Jing. He Qingsha is just a focus!"
If she hadn't deliberately hung out in the Beijing club for two hours, causing the relationship between the two parties to extremely deteriorate, He Qingsha's matter would have been exposed long ago, and Hu Jiu Ming would have settled the matter long ago. And this is obviously Igao's counterattack!
How dare he?
Yun Ruolin made up her mind, but said nothing more: "Sister Minjun, I'll drink with you!"
It is said that Hu Jiuming was scolded so badly by Sister Minjun that he was ready to go abroad. I don't even have the desire to struggle or find someone to intercede. Probably because he knew the damage this incident would do to the relationship between the two.
However, what if the businessman named Jing dared to get involved in such a thing, even if he was "forced to fight back"? What good results could he have?
She wanted to meet this man.
"Okay! Ruolin, we won't go home until we get drunk tonight." Wei Minjun sobbed, picking up the phone in the bedroom and calling the hotel to send wine.
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Wednesday, July 25th.
The sunlight hanging in the western sky slanted and warmed among the high-rise buildings in the capital, dyeing the pedestrians, vehicles, and trees in the streets a goose-yellow color.
Hu Jiuming stood in the company's office, smoking a cigar and remaining silent for a long time.
This company located in the central business district of Beijing is not just for facade, it also recruits many professionals. After all, even large sums of money and equity delivery require professional knowledge and skills.
Hu Jiuming's woman Gao Jingyi and his confidant Xian Shunzi are both in the office. His business elite subordinates were not there.
"Master Hu, do you really want to leave?" Shunzi was in a low mood, showing his true feelings. Because Hu Jiuming went to the United States for a while, his livelihood as a helper was about to be ruined.
Hu Jiuming nodded. He and Wei Minjun have known each other for twelve years. From pursuing her, to getting married, to the tacit understanding between the two of them, one working at the front desk and the other working behind the scenes to make money and do business, until the relationship broke up, he knew Wei Minjun's temper all too well.
He is talking about it now, but as long as there is no way to eliminate the impact of the video incident, Wei Minjun will not forgive him. She is so faceless!
And profit? All his net worth belongs to Wei Minjun, and the little private money he has saved is probably looked down upon by Wei Minjun.
Ignoring the disappointed Shunzi, Hu Jiuming took a puff of his cigar and asked the pretty and charming woman next to him: "Jingyi, are you going to the United States with me?"
Gao Jingyi's appearance is similar to Wei Minjun's, but she is younger. At this time, there was an embarrassed and bitter expression on her face, and she said softly: "Brother Ming, I want to think about it again."
What does it mean for her to go to the United States with Hu Jiuming? She has a stable job in the capital and relatives in China. She didn't want to follow Hu Jiuming to a distant continent. Even if he promised to come back after this year.
Can her employer allow her to take such a long leave? Official employees of state-owned enterprises also have to clock in and out.
Hu Jiuming was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Gao Jingyi in astonishment. This woman who had given him a happy life was unwilling to stand by his side at the most difficult moment in his life.
So all the fucking things I’ve given you over the years have been fed to dogs? The violent emotions flashed through Hu Jiuming's heart. But it was suppressed in the end. Today is different from the past!
Just a few days ago, he could ask people to beat He Qingsha at will, but what about now? He couldn't cause any more trouble.
"Okay, you can go out!" Hu Jiuming concealed his emotions and acted very magnanimously. He waved Gao Jingyi, who wanted to say some farewell words, to go out. He didn't want to listen to those frivolous words.
Looking at the street scene outside the window, Hu Jiuming said in a low voice: "Shunzi, how did you say those photos and videos were leaked?"
Shunzi glanced at Hu Jiuming's sinister expression and said cautiously: "Master Hu, we discussed it afterward, and there are probably only two ways. First, one of us betrayed you, Master Hu. After all, Jing Gao is rich. . If he takes out hundreds of thousands, no one will do it. If he takes millions or tens of millions, there is no guarantee that no one will be tempted."
After saying this, Shunzi paused, "However, this possibility is basically ruled out. None of us have left the capital recently. We are all people with families and families, and no one dares to do such taboo things. In addition, There is another possibility..."
Hu Jiuming looked confused, took a puff of his cigar and said, "Go on."
Shunzi swallowed his saliva and said: "Master Hu, weren't there some rumors about Jing Gao in the circle some time ago? It was said that he was almost killed by a gunman sent by a consortium in Paris, France. There were people in Paris and the urban area. There are no cameras, let alone in the suburbs.
If he was really beaten to death in Paris, it would be nothing more than an unsolved case. But he got through it. I heard that his bodyguard power is not just the name of the Venus Company registered in the city. There are also elite bodyguards transferred from abroad.
It is said that these people are elites who were eliminated from the battlefield in Africa. The road is wild. Mr. Hu, is it possible that someone is touching you like this? If that were the case, it would be normal to install a high-definition camera without anyone noticing. "
Hu Jiu Ming's body was shaken, and then he fell down sadly. There was no special security in the communities where he used to have trysts outside. Housing prices in Beijing are expensive! It can easily reach tens of millions. He only has so much private money.
Shunzi said nervously: "Master Hu, what he did is illegal. Should we call the police?"
After being silent for a long time, Hu Jiuming shook his head, handed the cigar box on his desk to Shunzi, and patted his shoulder, "Shunzi, you don't need to send me to the airport. We are masters and servants. See you again when we are destined!"
He picked up his briefcase and suitcase from the office and walked out of the building, got on the plane and left this place of disputes, love and hate. The white clouds outside the porthole window reflect the ravines and abyss like mountains and seas. He didn't know what was waiting for him on that continent?
If the interests and face of a super rich man can be easily trampled on and coveted by others, and he can escape so easily, you call Yingjiang those generals who were shot and killed, and the children who were defeated in the grievances and hatreds of the wealthy families. Why are you so embarrassed?
