Ji Mingshu asked the driver to drive straight to the headquarters building of Junyi Group. The scenery outside the window was soaring, and she was not interested in enjoying it. No matter whether she closed her eyes or opened her eyes, there were always many scenes since her marriage with Cen Sen played back repeatedly in her mind.
She originally wanted to inform Cen Sen first.
But when she opened WeChat, she remembered that she had deleted Cen Sen's friend, and there was no application from him for the new friend.
It shouldn't be there in the first place, and she doesn't know why she opened it with a feeling of giving it a try.
She seriously wondered if there were really some predestined things sometimes, for example: she and Cen Sen were destined not to be in tune.
I remember that when Cen Sen first arrived in the compound when she was a child, she thought that this brother was really good-looking, so she took the initiative to express kindness to him a few times, and shared her favorite snacks with him, but he was always taciturn and loved her. ignore.
After putting her hot face on her cold butt many times, she didn't have such good patience. Even at a young age, she felt a little love-hate, and gathered her friends in the compound to isolate him.
But Cen Sen is one or two years older than her and her group of peers, and he doesn't care about the isolation of these childish ghosts.
From elementary school, middle school, and high school, Cen Sen was always two grades ahead of her. No matter where he was, he was an unmistakable model student. The teacher praised him, and he was the one who gave speeches eight out of ten times.
She found it very annoying, and felt more and more disgusted and impatient with his template-like existence. Sometimes when she met him at school, she would pass him by without squinting and snorting coldly, or blowing something with bubble gum. The bubbles then burst with a pop.
Cen Sen became even more indifferent, not even looking at her, just ignoring her existence.
So later, after falling asleep by accident and then getting married naturally, Cen Sen still looked down on her like he did when he was a child.
It's just that there is an extra layer of camouflage in the world of adults. He will wrap up a gentle coat to raise her, a canary that she doesn't like but is willing to sleep.
——On weekdays, he joked with Gu Kaiyang that he was a canary, but when he thought about it carefully, it was unexpectedly appropriate.
On weekend mornings, the CBD of the Imperial City is still full of people.
The half-month inspection of the hotel had just ended, and when he landed in the imperial capital, there was another meeting early in the morning. Before Cen Sen had time to eat breakfast, he ordered his assistant to make a cup of black coffee as he walked to the office.
"What's the situation, which media reported it."
Back in the office, Cen Sen put on his glasses, looked at the new hotel evaluation materials at hand, and asked about the previous incident by the way.
On the return trip, Zhou Jiaheng gave him a brief introduction in the car, but he needed to concentrate on the upcoming meeting, and he was not in the mood to listen too much.
Zhou Jiaheng explained the ins and outs of the future in detail, paused for a while, and then said: "During the meeting, both Ms. Zhang Baoshu and Mr. Zhang called to apologize. Both sides said it was a misunderstanding, and the news will be taken down immediately."
"Misunderstanding." Cen Sen did not move his eyes, signed the lower right corner of the document, and quietly ordered, "Call Zhang Qi and tell Zhang Qi that Junyi, the project in the western suburbs, has decided to stop following up. It is hard for me to believe that personal matters will involve the partners. They can have a decent attitude at work."
Zhou Jiaheng lowered his eyes, "Yes."
Cen Sen changed the subject, and suddenly asked, "Where's the wife?"
But he didn't know what to think of, and before he could answer, he answered the phone himself, "Forget it, tonight's arrangement is canceled or postponed, and now you go to pick up the bracelet that Mr. Xie gave you last time."
Zhou Jiaheng answered "yes" again, and seeing that Cen Sen didn't speak again, he quietly left the office.
The office was silent. Cen Sen rubbed his browbones, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest for half a minute, feeling that there was going to be a tough battle tonight.
"Ma'am, may I ask you..."
"Step aside."
Ji Mingshu didn't even look at the security of the building, and stepped on high heels with a calm demeanor.
The bodyguard who was almost invisible in front of Ji Mingshu on weekdays finally showed up and explained his identity to the security personnel.
Ji Mingshu didn't turn his head to pay attention, and just let others lead the way, while wearing sunglasses and embracing his hands in front of him, he walked into Cen Sen's special elevator expressionlessly.
"Who's that girl? She's so beautiful and sassy. She looks like a star."
"She entered the special elevator run by the president, and she should be President Cen's girlfriend."
"Isn't Mr. Cen married?"
"That's his wife?"
The front desk was discussing in a low voice, and the security guard took advantage of the opportunity to help them confirm the answer.
Yes, that's right, she is Mr. Cen's wife.
Therefore, during the few minutes when Ji Mingshu was in the elevator, the news that Mrs. Cen came to kill the president's office quickly spread in groups large and small in the group as if connected to the 5G network.
"I feel like the aggressive posture of the president's wife is here to catch rape."
"Caught rape? Is Boss Cen having an affair with any beautiful woman he assisted?"
"Impossible, every time I go out the woman is a foot away from him, why not say that he and Zhou Zhu have an adulterous affair."
"Woman, you have attracted my attention. I'll give you the pen. I'll make arrangements with Humanities. Thank you."
Although some people could see Ji Mingshu's aura of catching traitors, but because the little gossip was killed in the cradle on the way she came, no one wentssip about the female celebrity.
The employees of the group knew she was coming, and Cen Sen would not be blind and deaf to the point of ignorance, not to mention that she was accompanied by bodyguards, and it was a kind of tacit approval from him to open the way for her.
When Ji Mingshu reached the sixty-eighth floor, the door of the office was already opened for her, and Cen Sen's imposing assistants also stood up and lined up to welcome her.
Ji Mingshu had no expression on his face, he cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, and walked straight into Cen Sen's office without stopping.
Cen Sen was sitting at work, and he was wearing a pair of light gold glasses with thin frames, giving him the air of a gentle scum.
Ji Mingshu stopped in front of his desk, murmured preparations in his heart, and then smashed the printed but unbound divorce agreement on his head—
"divorce."
Her voice has been adjusted silently several times on the way here, in order to achieve a bit of indifference in disdain, and a bit of decisive high-coldness in charity.
After finishing speaking, she embraced her arms in front of her again, and looked down at him with condescending eyes.
"..."
Cen Sen closed his eyes and pressed the paper. After three seconds of silence, he pressed it to the table. He didn't raise his eyes, and there was a short silence.
In fact, the moment he knew that Ji Mingshu had come to Junyi, he was ready to deal with it, and even thought about how to simplify the explanation process and shorten the nonsense time.
But, I have to admit.
He never thought that Ji Mingshu would propose a divorce.
During the period after returning to China, Ji Mingshu seemed to always create some accidents for him, and this "divorce" was the most outstanding among the accidents.
He took off his glasses, lightly pinched the bridge of his nose, and turned on the projection device behind Ji Mingshu.
"Turn back."
Ji Mingshu looked back subconsciously.
A piece of video data from the driving recorder soon appeared on the screen. Although the device did not record a human face, Ji Mingshu quickly matched it with the photos she saw in the magazine.
The sound of the driving recorder was a bit noisy, and the recording was not clear, but the office was quiet, and she listened carefully, as if she heard key words such as "not as good as my wife" and "wash your face sober".
At this moment, Zhou Jiaheng knocked on the door.
Cen Sen: "Come in."
Zhou Jiaheng walked in and saw Ji Mingshu. He seemed not surprised when he saw Ji Mingshu. He nodded politely, and then reported to Cen Sen: "Mr. Cen, I have conveyed your intention to Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Zhang still wants to to speak to you personally."
"Put the phone in."
Zhou Jiaheng responded, and put the red velvet jewelry box in his hand on his table, "This is my wife's bracelet."
After speaking, he quietly left.
Soon Zhang Qi's call was connected to the office, and Cen Sen directly released it.
Then Ji Mingshu listened to Zhang Qi, the free commentator, explain the ins and outs of the whole thing. In short, in Zhang Qi's mouth, Cen Sen was a Tianshan snow lotus who was innocent and not confused by beauty. .
And Cen Sen only said "um" from time to time, playing with the diamond bracelet in his hand. When Ji Mingshu understood, he immediately hung up the phone.
"..."
Ji Mingshu stared straight at the bracelet in his hand.
She recognized it, it was a Van Cleef & Arpels auctioned by Christie's before, the transaction price is not exaggerated, vaguely remember it was more than one million US dollars, she still likes it a little.
No, this doesn't seem to be the focus of attention now.
She recovered.
Oh, so, all the way from the magazine office to the present, she recalled the past and looked forward to the future, made up a lot of things in her mind, and almost cried and cried because of this dog man—it was all just a misunderstanding.
…it was wonderful.
Her feelings of hurting the spring and autumn were all gone in an instant, and all that was left was a moment of embarrassment at the absurd inner drama she had played out along the way.
"Are you still leaving?"
"..."
Silence is the little canary at this point.
Cen Sen loosened his tie and looked at her calmly, "If I don't do well enough and you really can't stand it and insist on a divorce, then I respect your opinion."
"But Mingshu, you may need me to recall the prenuptial agreement for you. After the divorce, you probably won't be able to continue to collect rare birkin skins, take a private jet to Milan to watch a show, and take pictures of the fifteen-carat Sri Lanka Padma without blinking an eye. The sapphire ring…”
"Wait," Ji Mingshu was already awake, "I think... I can bear it a little longer."
The slight embarrassment deepened a little.
Ji Mingshu also didn't expect that he could be quite aggressive without internet connection. He actually knew that she likes to collect bk and take pictures of all kinds of gemstones and diamonds, and at this moment he even took out a small and beautiful bracelet to bribe her.
Then of course she was very moved and happily chose to accept it.
Hearing Ji Mingshu's answer, Cen Sen didn't know why, and his heart suddenly relaxed.
Without changing his expression, he got up and walked in front of Ji Mingshu, then lifted her wrist, and put on the diamond bracelet for her.
The light fir smell hit, and Ji Mingshu's ears were a little red, and for some reason, besides the embarrassment, there was also a small, irrepressible joy in his heart.
She hypnotized herself: It must be because I am so happy to continue spending money like water in the future. Yes, that's right, that's it.
She suppressed the corners of her lips that were about to turn up, cleared her throat, and emphasized: "If you really cheated, I really want a divorce. This time, forget it. Forgive you."
"Grateful."