My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

After finishing the work, Liu Wenzhong lit a cigarette and felt very satisfied.

"Tell me about it," he said, blowing out a few smoke rings and glancing at Tan Ying, who was curled up in the quilt. "Maybe I can help you."

Choking on the smoke, he coughed a few times. Tan Ying waved his hand and said angrily, "You can't help me."

"Can't help you? Don't forget, your husband is gone, and your family has no foundation. Who planned all these steps for you, even though you want to have a house to live in Luancheng and a stable job as a hospital nurse?"

Liu Wenzhong narrowed his eyes. This woman relied on him to get to where she is today, but she didn't know how to humble herself in front of him. She always acted superior, which was really infuriating.

He turned her delicate chin and asked, "Are you having a new man?"

Tan Ying knew Liu Wenzhong's abilities. Although he was only a workshop director in a textile factory, he was able to succeed even more successfully than the factory director.

All this is attributed to his ability to build connections and his calculating mind. If someone wants to buy something but lacks tickets, as long as they find Director Liu, almost nothing is impossible.

Lying in the same bed with a man in his forties, Tan Ying felt more and more disgusted, and suddenly she had the idea of ​​getting married and leaving here as soon as possible.

"Yeah." Tan Ying pursed her lips, met Liu Wenzhong's inquiring eyes, and simply admitted it generously.

"That soldier? Zhu Yuguo?" Liu Wenzhong threw his cigarette butt to the ground and spat. "I fucking thought you were attracted to some pretty boy. He already has a wife and two kids. How's that any different from being with me?"

Looking at the other person's eyes suspiciously, Tan Ying asked, "Brother Liu, how did you guess it was him so quickly?"

Liu Wenzhong looked at the clock on the bedside table and started to get up and get dressed. If he came home late, his wife would make a fuss, and he couldn't afford to lose the big picture for the sake of a small one.

Fumbling with the underwear scattered around, he said quietly: "Don't forget that it was me who asked you to find Zhu Yuguo. I don't know what he is like, but we have slept for so long, I still know what you are like."

Although it was true, Tan Ying felt it was not pleasant to hear. In the darkness, she glared at Liu Wenzhong's back, but said, "I want him to divorce and marry me."

Liu Wenzhong's hand paused, and then he turned around and leaned over to her face to carefully examine her expression. He smiled and said, "I should have known not to send you there. I treated you so well, but in the end you ended up raising you to someone else."

He pinched her soft face with his hands and exhaled heavily: "But with our relationship, if you want to take this step, I can indeed help you."

"How can you help me?" Tan Ying wanted to get rid of him but had to rely on him. Liu Wenzhong was very satisfied with this.

"He's an honest man, and even if he really likes you, he won't divorce his wife. So you can't start with him. You have to rely on yourself."

Liu Wenzhong's voice became lower and lower. While he was whispering about his plan, his hand reached into her clothes again.

Tan Ying froze when she heard this: "Are you kidding me? I can't come!"

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child... Besides, a worn-out shoe is still a worn-out shoe. How can you expect it to look like new? It's impossible."

Liu Wenzhong put on his face, pulled up his trousers, opened the door and walked out.

Slut, she was actually called a slut by Liu Wenzhong! Tan Ying sat on the bed, panting heavily. The cool moonlight sprinkled on her, gradually dissipating her anger.

Maybe Liu Wenzhong was right. She had to take the initiative and force Captain Zhu to divorce his wife and marry her. That was the only way!

The next morning, she did not rush to work, but went shopping in Luancheng Department Store and bought nutritional supplements such as malted milk and honey.

When I was carrying the things back, I happened to meet Liu Wenzhong who was coming back with his wife.

His wife knew that Liu Wenzhong had someone outside, but she had never caught who it was, and she made a fuss all day long but to no avail.

Seeing the graceful Tan Ying coming back with something, his wife subconsciously glanced at Liu Wenzhong, but Liu Wenzhong behaved very appropriately: "Xiao Tan, why aren't you at work?"

Tan Ying's pure nature is even better: "Brother Liu, sister-in-law, you two went for a walk so early. The relationship between you two is really enviable. It's still so good after so many years."

Liu Wenzhong's wife felt relieved: "Haha, what's good about it? Men nowadays are too easy to become bad. It's hard to stop them even if you want to."

"Look at what you are saying in front of the children." Liu Wenzhong said to his wife in a low voice with a look of reproach.

His wife even dug Tan Ying out from among the women he had outside. It was true. Liu Wenzhong was more than 20 years older than Tan Ying, definitely two generations apart. It seemed impossible.

Looking at Liu Wenzhong and his wife passing by, Tan Ying's heart twisted again. She was only in her early twenties, while Liu Wenzhong was in his forties, yet he only treated her as a slut who could be used when he wanted and thrown away when he didn't.

She must marry again with a legitimate reason! She stood in the yard, watching the gradually yellowing leaves, and made a secret decision.

At this time, Lao Zhang, the head of the supply and marketing department of the textile factory, was receiving a guest in his office. The guest was young, only in his early twenties, thin, with fair skin and bright eyes.

"Uncle Zhang, my family's business was well-maintained thanks to old acquaintances like you. Although my parents were demoted to a farm, they never forgot the help of their old friends. Since Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here, they asked me to bring you some local specialties."

Li Ming carried the bags of gifts in his hand to Section Chief Zhang's feet with a sincere smile in his eyes.

Section Chief Zhang's eyes were red with tears. "Xiao Ming, we are sorry for your family. We didn't testify when they were in trouble. As a result, your family is now in this state..."

Li Ming smiled. "Uncle Zhang, let's not talk about the past. Besides, although my parents have a hard time on the farm, they are happy and comfortable. To be honest, Uncle Zhang, I also do some small business on the side, and I can make a living. There's nothing wrong with it."

Section Chief Zhang admired Li Ming's straightforwardness and the business spirit of his family, the Li family, and believed that he was a promising talent.

Speaking of business, Section Chief Zhang suppressed his sadness, wiped away his tears, and whispered, "The policies aren't as strict as they were in previous years, so many people have already tried their hand at it. But your family is a leader in the textile and clothing business, so you might as well explore that avenue first."

This was the first reason why Li Ming came to find Section Chief Zhang. He worked in supply and marketing at a textile factory, and his interpretation of policies was more advanced than others. It was impossible to do business without such a person.

As for the second reason for this trip, it’s a bit hard to put it into words.

On his way here, he had been making up his mind about all the questions he could ask, and thinking of several different ways to ask them.

They had agreed on a collaboration, but why did the first deal involve him coming to a textile factory to investigate a widow?