The Pillow of the Bad President

Hao Yan's body shook.

She asked blankly, "Qin Huai Nian went abroad?"

Qin Yu subconsciously nodded, shrugged and blurted out, "Don't you know that he flew to New York on the flight yesterday morning?"

The voice is getting lower and lower.

Qin Yu saw her face turn pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He almost forgot that the two had broken up now, he fiddled with the curls on his head twice in embarrassment, and the one who waved with her slipped away first.

Hao Yan looked dazed as the red sports car disappeared from sight.

Her heart felt cold, and her whole body seemed to be bound by something, making her hands and feet stiff.

Qin Huainian was really so cruel.

In New York City, a private jet lands on a tarmac somewhere.

At the end of the taxi, a black business car stopped there early. In front of the car stood a man with his hands on his waist. He wore a black windbreaker and had three-dimensional features. Under the sun, his eyes were amber.

The cabin door opened, and there were no crowded passengers. Except for the stewardesses on both sides, only two people came out.

Qin Huainian and Ren Wu were in front of each other.

After walking down the ladder, Qin Huainian stopped in his tracks, turned around and said to his back, "Ren Wu, I don't need you here anymore, you can go back."

Ren Wu, who was carrying a briefcase, was stunned, "Ah!"

They've only just landed.

Ren Wu obeyed his boss's instructions and said he wanted to fly to New York as soon as possible. He thought it was a business trip, but as soon as he landed, he was about to be deported.

Qin Huainian's eye sockets were sunken, and the fundus of his eyes was congested, as if he hadn't rested for several nights.

He ordered in a hoarse voice, "Before I return to China, you are responsible for assisting Qin Yu and helping him with the Qin Group's affairs."

Ren Wu was in a daze, "Boss Qin, when will you come back?"

Qin Huainian remained silent.

He walked to the business car and got into the car with the man standing beside the car.

After the car door was closed, Qin Huainian slumped on the back of the chair. He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, so he said with difficulty, "Ah Shen, I can't hold it anymore."

Either they can finally be unscrupulous, or they have reached their limit.

Qin Huainian was pale and had trouble breathing. He tried his best to suppress the feeling of thousands of cat's claws in his heart, but he couldn't help howling in pain, the voice was very shrill, and his body twitched uncontrollably

Jiang Yi frowned deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Quickly give him a sedative."

The foreigner sitting in the last row hurriedly leaned forward, pulled out the needle and pushed it into his arm.

Two more snowfalls followed.

The whole city is covered in silver, and the snow is vast.

There is snow on both sides of the street, the road is congested, and many people are late.

The morning meeting was delayed, and the actions in hand were piled up. In the office, everyone was hard at work.

Hao Yan didn't show anything except the two scenes when she got drunk, especially when Tangtang was at home. She commuted to and from get off work as usual, and ate as usual, but she still lost a few catties.

Sister Zhao was very concerned, and she could only say that she was broken in love.

Sister Zhao was stunned and couldn't believe it, but she gave her a lot of comfort, and usually took the initiative to take over a lot of her work.

While sorting out the news articles, Sister Zhao suddenly muttered, "Tsk, the dealer is in trouble now."

Hao Yan, who was sitting next to her, turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sister Zhao turned the computer screen in her direction, "Look, there is a big problem with Zhuang's project this time, the stock price plummeted at one point, and it may even collapse. If there is no way to solve it, then the dealer is likely to be in danger."

Hao Yan's heart trembled.

After get off work, Hao Yan went to the dealer.

It was Lin Yin who opened the door. After entering, one could feel the obviously depressing atmosphere.

All the people from the Zhuang family were present in the living room. The faces of Mr. Zhuang and Zhuang Qingze were full of worries, and even Mrs. Zhuang, who had always seen her cold and mean face, looked worried.

Zhuang Qintong was also there, dressed in business attire, her eyebrows frowned gracefully.

"Dad, Grandpa" Hao Yan called, and also called Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang raised her eyelids perfunctorily.

Zhuang Qing quickly raised his hand to signal her to sit down, "Swallow, why are you here?"

Hao Yan pursed her lips, with concern in her eyes, "I saw the news"

There were deep wrinkles between Zhuang Qingze's brows, but he still smiled at her gently and said, "Don't worry, it's fine, the old man and I are discussing a solution, you don't need to worry about it."

Hao Yan nodded, "Yeah"

Although the words were spoken so easily, the expressions on everyone's faces were very solemn.

Zhuang Qing ordered the kitchen to add a few more dishes, and left Hao Yan to have dinner at home.

Zhuang Qing took Hao Yan to the study, and the father and daughter chatted for a while.

He was always full of guilt towards Hao Yan, and he wanted to make up for his father's love more, and he didn't want her to worry about himself or the dealer, so he deliberately talked about some irrelevant and relaxing topics to reassure her.

Half an hour later, Hao Yan first came out of the study.

Zhuang Qing answered a work call.

A little maid came up in front of her. Although the dealer's rules are not many, they are also very strict. The little maid nodded respectfully and called her with her hands hanging down at her sides, "Miss Yan, the old man said that dinner is about to start. Let you and your husband go down."

When she came here before, she always called her Miss Hao.

However, Hao Yan has changed her name, and the dealer obviously changed her address on purpose.

Zhuang Qing mentioned to her that she wanted to hold a grand banquet after returning to China, and was eager to officially reveal her identity to the public. She thought it was too exaggerated, and said that she was not in a hurry, so she found an excuse to stop it temporarily.

Then she fell out of love again, and she was not in the mood. Now that the dealer is in such a crisis, the matter of the banquet can only be postponed.

But Hao Yan didn't care about these.

What she wants to recognize is not the banker, but the family members.

Hao Yan nodded with a smile, "Okay, thank you."

After the little maid finished her report, she walked back the same way, stopped in the middle, and nodded respectfully at the other party, "Miss Qintong"

Zhuang Qintong elegantly combed her hair by her ears.

Hao Yan ignored it and went downstairs.

Zhuang Qintong, on the other hand, pretended to want to talk to her, and called her warmly, "Hao Yan"

After Hao Yan met Zhuang's family, Zhuang Qintong pretended to call her name affectionately.

Hao Yan was too lazy to lie to her, so she asked lightly, "Miss Zhuang, what's the matter?"

Zhuang Qintong asked with a smile, "I heard that you broke up with Huai Nian, is it true?"

Hao Yan's brows turned cold.

Zhuang Qintong showed apology on his expression, and explained, "It's nothing else, I just care about it."

This was to poke her heart on purpose.

Zhuang Qintong looked innocent, dignified and elegant, but Hao Yan could feel her provocation.

Hao Yan condensed the cold light in her eyes, and said coldly, "Even if we break up, you have no chance."

Zhuang Qintong was not annoyed, and still raised his red lips.

Looking at her back, there was a strange gleam in his eyes, which was the joy and excitement of a successful plot.

The Pillow of the Bad President