Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

After listening to his long speech, it turned out that he was just expressing a point of view, which made Meng Zhiling have to say that she didn't like it.

"Okay, I like it very much, thank you." Meng Zhiling said sincerely, her hand already around his neck.

Although she couldn't see how well she matched the necklace, the only thing Meng Zhiling would not doubt was Qiao Surong's vision. After all, anyone who liked her and could enter her eyes and heart must be good.

The texture of this necklace is nothing special, it is just a very textured platinum, but the material of the pendant is quite peculiar. The pendant is in the shape of a small whistle. The moon-white color seems to be surrounded by a gentle halo. Even through a thin layer of clothing, you can feel its delicacy and coolness. It feels like a material similar to ivory, but it is even warmer and more delicate than ivory.

"You're welcome. I just want you to agree to a small request of mine." Qiao Surong looked at her guiltily. Although he felt that this seemed a bit too purposeful, he would still say the next request anyway.

"Go ahead." Unexpectedly, Meng Zhiling spoke readily, which made Qiao Surong a little at a loss.

"Actually, this necklace has another function." As he spoke, Qiao Surong put the whistle-shaped pendant in his mouth and blew it gently. Unlike the sharp sound of an ordinary whistle, a pleasant and melodious unfamiliar tune floated into his ears.

It makes people immersed in some beautiful imagination.

But Meng Zhiling knew that this was not a song that could captivate the heart, it was just a melodious song that could touch the softest part of people's hearts.

After the song ended, Qiao Surong put the pendant down and lifted Meng Zhiling's hair from her ears. "Meng Meng, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, remember to blow this whistle. No matter where I am, I will be able to hear it and appear by your side as quickly as possible. Promise me, okay?"

Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling nervously with a pleading tone, without blinking, fearing that she would be angry because of this matter.

Because he knew her so well. She was such a proud person, and she didn't like anyone to restrict her. How could she tolerate his practice that sounded like "surveillance"?

But to his surprise, Meng Zhiling nodded slightly and gently put the whistle into her clothes. "Thank you, Su Rong."

For the first time, Meng Zhiling called him by his name, for the first time, they looked at each other so seriously, for the first time, Meng Zhiling felt him so close to her but she didn't have any desire for that at all!

While saying thank you, Meng Zhiling also had her own plan in mind. It seemed that some people did not take themselves seriously enough and had to pull teeth out of the tiger's mouth. But who would have thought that this time, the tiger was completely irritated. The next good show was waiting for the tiger to tease the little mouse.

"What do you think is the best way to destroy a person?" Meng Zhiling lay in Qiao Surong's arms, worrying about how to torture Wu Xiwen with a clear conscience.

"It's hard to say. The key is to prescribe the right medicine for the disease. For me, the best way to destroy me is to make you stop loving me. For some other people, it may be the same. Destroying what she loves most and what she is most proud of may be more painful than letting her die." Qiao Surong hinted at something. The tacit understanding between the two of them had reached a high level. They both knew what the other was talking about without having to point it out.

Just like the special gift Qiao Surong gave her just now, she knew what Qiao Surong had secretly done behind her back, but he did it out of concern, so she was not angry but touched instead.

"Hmph, who said I love you?" Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes at him. Although she grasped the key point of his words, she had to put the emphasis somewhere else.

"You don't love me?" Qiao Surong widened his eyes, which were filled with threats of various restricted actions.

"I don't love you!" He shook his head hard and looked at Qiao Surong seriously. He was so powerful that he couldn't bend. Who was Meng Zhiling? She was someone who wouldn't yield even if a knife was placed on her neck. Besides, no one in her life had the ability to hold a knife to her neck and threaten her.

Besides, she really doesn't know what love is.

I originally thought that I had understood love in my previous life, and that my love for Mitasha was indestructible. However, I never saw him again until my death. That self-righteous love had already sunk into the sea along with my body.

But until he was reborn, until he understood the truth about life and death, he still could not comprehend this inexplicable and mysterious love.

"Really not in love?" Qiao Surong threatened again, his hands already wandering restlessly on her body. He was concerned about her health when they were having dinner just now, but now she was openly "hostile" to him like this. It seemed that her body had already fully recovered. It would be unmanly of him not to take the opportunity to punish her.

But just when his hand was about to reach the important part, his arms felt empty. He looked up in shock and saw Meng Zhiling waving her hands proudly on the second floor. Then she went into the bedroom, and there was a slamming sound of the door closing.

Qiao Surong looked at his "Dragon Claw" which was still showing some unknown movements, shook his head helplessly, and cried out in grief and anger in his heart: Ah, God, why did I fall in love with such a strong woman, why can't I just love a good girl obediently.

The next morning, when Meng Zhiling woke up, Qiao Surong had disappeared. The housekeeper had just prepared breakfast, and he had disappeared without a trace.

After breakfast, I drove to Xiaobai's residence. I saw Xiaobai and Heizi seemed to have been exercising for a long time, and they were running towards me with sweat on their foreheads.

Looking at the two young people's youthful appearance, Meng Zhiling sighed that it was great to be young. Of course, she was also sighing about her current age. Then she remembered the strangeness of the names of the two people opposite her, and she almost laughed out loud.

"Captain, what are you laughing at?" Heizi scratched his head and asked a little embarrassedly. Although this was his second time meeting Meng Zhiling, he was still shocked by her innate strong temperament.

"I'm not laughing at anything. I was just thinking that one of you is called Xiaobai and the other is called Heizi. Did you agree on choosing couple names?" Meng Zhiling couldn't help but joked as she looked at Xiaobai with a blushing face.

"Answer the captain, no!" Heizi stood up straight, looking like a soldier, although he was just pretending.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, it's just a joke!" Meng Zhiling patted Heizi's shoulder, feeling amused. On the contrary, Xiaobai was even more nervous, snapping his fingers and unable to utter a word.

"Okay, go in and pack up. I'll take you to a place later. You'll definitely like it." Meng Zhiling winked at Xiaobai. Although this quiet girl didn't talk much, she actually held more grudges than anyone else. This time, Wu Xiwen had caused her to be taken to the police station. Although she didn't suffer any hardship, she would never forget this injustice.

However, he was about to go meet the so-called Wu family, so how could he not take her with him?

An hour later, Meng Zhiling appeared at a small auction held by a bank, with Xiaobai and Heizi, who were dressed in their finest attire, sitting beside her.

Heizi was dressed in a black suit. Although he looked a little immature, as long as he didn't smile foolishly, his unusual height alone could scare a few people. Xiaobai looked simple and harmless. She was wearing a white dress, which made her temperament look ethereal and peaceful. Looking at her green sportswear, if she hadn't been sitting in the middle of the auction table, people would have mistaken her for their Filipino maid.

"Welcome, bosses, to our auction house. Today we're auctioning Ningze Pharmaceutical, which recently declared bankruptcy. On behalf of the bank, I'd like to make the following commitment: 80% of the proceeds from today's auction will be donated as a charitable fund to the impoverished mountainous areas of western China, and the remaining 20% ​​will be used to secure the loan Ningze previously owed us. Once the property is sold, Ningze's future will belong to you, and all previous debts between Ningze and the bank will be cleared."

The host made some polite opening remarks, but Meng Zhiling didn't need to look around to know that this auction was really small, with only three companies in total.

Including myself!

But it is also true that such a pharmaceutical company whose reputation and credibility have long been overdrawn will find it difficult to revive no matter who takes over. Anyone with a little vision knows that this is a business that is sure to lose money, so who would dare to wade into this muddy water?

There was only the Wu family represented by Uncle Jiang sitting on his left, and a mysterious old man on his right. He was wearing sunglasses all the time. No one knew where his eyes were looking at. He looked contented and didn't care about anything around him.

Ningze Pharmaceutical is the life's work of Wu Xiwen's mother. Although it is not a particularly large enterprise, it has a monopoly on half of China's pharmaceutical industry because of its deep roots. The reason why Meng Zhiling chose to auction it and was determined to win it was not because she did not understand business, nor was it simply because she was angry with the Wu family, but it was a decision made after careful consideration. She decided that through this matter, she wanted to enter the business world and she wanted to stand at the top of the world. Therefore, relying on He Sui to help her manage her finances would not be enough.

"Okay, if everyone is ready, then let's officially begin the auction. This time, we'll be using the English auction method, also known as an ascending price auction, with a starting bid of two million!"

As soon as the host raised his sign, Meng Zhiling thought that the first person who would be impatient to bid would be Uncle Jiang. However, she didn't expect that the uncle in sunglasses on the right was alone. When he raised the sign, a low and hoarse voice came out of his mouth. It was deep and powerful. It was a little hard to imagine that this was the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Half a million!"

"Puchi..." As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Zhiling burst out laughing and gave a thumbs up to the uncle on the right with admiration. She didn't believe that it was because the uncle was old that he didn't hear clearly what the host said.