After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

From 1983 to 1989, Yufeng Investment made huge fortunes by investing large sums of money in the stock market and JD Real Estate from Jiaobenji.

At the same time, Yufeng Group's television industry in China was transformed into the home appliance industry, and together with semiconductors and meat processing, it became China's three pillars.

The annual tax amount is calculated in billions, which has driven the industrial development of China.

Yufeng Group's investment in Xiangcheng's pharmaceuticals is even more eye-catching. The annual revenue from the small blue tablets alone has reached hundreds of billions of yuan. Now Xiangcheng Pharmaceutical Company is also developing health products and vaccines.

To outsiders, Zeng Zhihua, the leader of Yufeng, is a legend in the business world. Every investment he makes is precisely at the low point and can be used as a textbook reference. He is definitely a leader among young people.

Known as a genius in the investment world, every project he handles is like a gorgeous work of art, dazzling and powerful.

What is most commendable about him is not that he emerged from a complicated and cruel family, nor that he led the crumbling Zeng family business from the brink of bankruptcy to become a world-class enterprise.

Instead, when China first opened its doors, he stood on China's side without hesitation. He was among the first group of people to invest and build factories in China, and the first group of people to cooperate with the military industry.

As a patriotic businessman, he has always boasted about his Chinese ancestry to the outside world. His love and support for the motherland are real, and he has won the favor of many Chinese people.

They have spared no effort in China's external publicity, contributed money and effort to improve China's international status, offered advice to help China's sports flourish, hosted the World Badminton League in China, and helped China apply to host world-class competitions such as the Asian Games and the World Cup.

Today, Mr. Zeng Zhihua, as the chief helmsman, is leading his young enterprise to the international market with vigor and vitality, riding the wind and waves, and fighting for a bigger and broader market in the new market. He is facing more severe tests and challenges.

Zhang Yuwan looked at the latest magazine's commercial praise of Zeng Zhihua and Yufeng Enterprise with a faint expression, but a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Although what the media said was a bit exaggerated, it is indeed the real achievement that Yufeng has made in recent years.

"dong dong"

Song Changzhou took a glass of orange juice, gently knocked on the study door, walked to Zhang Yuwan, handed her the orange juice, and bent down to kiss Zhang Yuwan's forehead.

"What are you looking at?"

He glanced at the high-spirited photo of Zeng Zhihua on the magazine cover. Zeng Zhihua is now more popular than idol stars, and his status as a golden bachelor has made his halo even thicker.

He is now the national husband and the best candidate for son-in-law.

The media speculated that the reason why he had not married for so many years was that he had a white moonlight a long time ago, but was rejected by the Zeng family because of the inequality in status. Since then, the fourth young master Zeng has immersed himself in the business world to heal his wounds silently, and has relied on making money desperately to soothe his longing for love.

The Hong Kong media has dug up everything about Zeng Si Shao from his birth to the present, but there is not even a frontal photo of the mysterious Bai Yueguang. The only thing there is a blurry photo of the two walking together on the streets of Hong Kong taken by passers-by seventy years ago. This blurry photo has been repeatedly shared by the media in magazines, and people have speculated about Bai Yueguang's life experience.

There was once a very courageous reporter who asked this question during an interview with Mr. Zeng. In response, he was sarcastically retorted, "Young people are too proud! I am not worthy of being my daughter-in-law."

Zhang Yuwan's eyes were also focused on the magazine cover, and he nodded involuntarily. "Don't mention it. They hired a well-known photographer in the industry. I think he really captured the spirit of a successful person."

"Snapped"

Song Changzhou flipped the magazine over and said with some dissatisfaction, "Stop reading. Come with me to buy climbing equipment. We agreed to go before, but we haven't gone yet. When do we have to wait?"

Zhang Yuwan coaxed him like a child, "Okay, okay, let's go today, even if it means cutting through the knife, okay?" Now Chief Song was getting worse and worse. He acted like a child all day long, acting like a spoiled child at every turn. He also bought a lot of things when he went out, and Zhang Yuwan had to pay the bill. He generously told the salesperson, "I don't have any money. I'm a gigolo. You have to ask the boss for money."

Then, under the astonished gaze of the salesperson, Ling left with bags of things, looking proud.

"You're so foresighted! It's a good thing you stepped back from the spotlight. Otherwise, every time you leave the house, you'll have a pair of reporters waiting for you. It's so troublesome. We agreed to go hiking together this weekend!"

Seeing Zhang Yuwan about to stand up, he pushed her back into the boss chair and said with a look of flattery, "No hurry, drink your orange juice first. I added some carrots, pears, and ginger. This is my new concoction that's good for your health. How does it taste?"

Zhang Yuwan took a sip, her eyebrows instantly raised, and she began to spout off a bunch of flattery. "You're right, there's not even any ginger flavor at all. It's mostly orange. How did you do that?"

"Don't even think about the secret recipe. I won't tell you. I'm going to make your tongue so picky that no one else can do it."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuwan hugged the cup, swayed left and right on the chair, and drank the rest of the orange juice with a smile.

(End of the article)

Extra

A serious car accident occurred on the national highway. A Porsche Cayenne narrowly avoided the rear-end vehicle in front of it on the road. Zhang Yuwan had just breathed a sigh of relief when a large truck behind her avoided the rear-end vehicle and crashed into her parking space.

The huge inertia caused the Porsche to rush out of the fence directly.

"Ah~"

"Oh!"

With a scream, the car fell headfirst into the lake.

Fortunately, there was a life hammer in the car. Zhang Yuwan quickly cut the seat belt, broke the glass, and swam out from the broken car window.

At this time, there were already quite a few people standing on the fence watching. Because the bridge was very high, everyone could only watch. Zhang Yuwan felt as if his legs were cramping and he couldn't use any strength.

As she gradually lost all her strength, she helplessly shouted to the crowd, "Help! Help me!"

Finally, someone found a small kayak from the trunk, quickly inflated it, and threw it next to her.

Zhang Yuwan grabbed the handrail of the kayak and waited for rescue with his only willpower.

Before she lost consciousness, a voice in her heart said: To hell with our own happy lives, this time we are alive and will never care how others live.

It was a week later when Zhang Yuwan was discharged from the hospital. Apart from a mild concussion and a sprained ankle when escaping through the car window, nothing else was serious.

To celebrate her survival, Zhang Yuwan and several of her friends invited her to hold a party at the most expensive club in Beijing.

"Baoer, take a look at what I prepared for you. Are they impressive enough?" Wei Qiuchi pointed to the private room filled with a table of delicious food and wine, as well as a bunch of men and women dressed in strange styles.

Zhang Yuwan looked listlessly and didn't even glance at him. He just sat down on the sofa next to him and put his plastered foot on the armrest of the sofa.

She curled her lips, "boring!"

"Don't be ungrateful. I set up this game just for you." Wei Qiuchi rolled her eyes and tapped her forehead with her index finger.

"You're so heartless! You didn't even come to look for me when you returned home, and you didn't even bring a driver or bodyguards with you. How could you possibly run away from home? You really don't understand the ways of the world! You got into a car accident on the first day of your solo adventure! Your parents must be so worried!"

"They are not in a hurry! They have been a model couple in front of me for so many years, and now that I am an adult, they can't wait to get a divorce, as if they don't get a divorce just for my sake. It's moral kidnapping, huh! They still pretend to be in love in front of me. I feel like vomiting just thinking about it." Zhang Yuwan took a glass of drink and just drank it.

"No, ancestor! There is alcohol here, you can't drink it." Wei Qiuchi quickly snatched the wine glass from Zhang Yuwan's hand.

Zhang Yuwan spit the wine into the glass and looked at Wei Qiuchi accusingly, "Is this the setup you set for me?"

"Hey! There are so many of us. You can't ask us to drink non-alcoholic drinks with you! That would be too much of a sin." Wei Qiuchi patted Zhang Yuwan's little face.

Zhang Yuwan let out a long breath, sat motionless on the sofa, and watched these monsters having fun.

It was as if they were two different species, and she looked out of place with this group of people.

No one paid attention to her until she left the private room and went to the balcony at the end of the corridor alone. Zhang Yuwan felt abandoned by the world in the cold wind and felt more lonely than ever before.

"Sorry!" This was Song Changzhou's first day at work at the club. He was so confused here that he hadn't figured things out yet, but the foreman asked him to serve on this floor.

I accidentally walked to the balcony and saw a girl who looked like a porcelain doll. She was sitting in a wheelchair, staring into the distance with a dull look in her eyes. The sunlight cast a halo on her body, like a sweet and delicious milk candy.

The girl, startled by his voice, turned her head to look at him, the tears still on her cheeks.

Song Changzhou was stunned. His heart seemed to skip a beat. He looked at the person who looked like a painting. After a pause, he asked, "Madam, is there anything you need?"

Being interrupted and seeing her crying made Zhang Yuwan feel very upset. She frowned and looked at the name tag of the visitor. "Wendy! What kind of weird name is that? Childish!"

Song Changzhou was speechless. This pretty girl could do whatever she wanted. Forget it, you are God, I won’t bother with you.

He didn't intend to argue with this customer and just turned and left.

"Stop!" the girl behind shouted.

"What do you need?" Mr. Song Changzhou asked, not forgetting to serve with a smile.

"Come here and push me around. It's cold here. Find me a box with a good view." The eldest lady ordered.

Song Changzhou walked over and pushed the wheelchair. He was tall, with strong arms and a slim waist. The cheap work clothes actually made his figure look exceptionally good.

Zhang Yuwan did not hide her gaze on him, and Song Changzhou also showed it openly.

When they arrived at the VIP box, because this room was special and there were several steps at the entrance, Song Changzhou easily lifted both himself and the wheelchair up and walked in.

The two of them arrived at the private room. Song Changzhou stood by, waiting for the eldest lady's instructions. "Go get me a cup of yogurt. I'm hungry, so bring me some food. I don't eat seafood, beef, or mutton, and I don't like fried food. I don't like pork, and I don't like vegetables unless they're cooked well. I don't want to eat carbohydrates either. I can have some fruit, but I'm on a sugar diet and can only eat a little. You can handle the rest of it, just take whatever you want!"

Song Changzhou couldn't help but turn his head to take a look when he came out of the private room. This girl was really hard to please. She looked so small and pitiful sitting in the wheelchair. He didn't expect her to be so tricky. Fortunately, she didn't come often.

Not long after he left, Zhang Yuwan called the front desk. The club manager trotted over to the private room and asked, "Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Your Wendy is pretty good. I wonder if the manager is willing to part with it?"

"From what you said, our club still depends on the support of the Zhang family. Just tell me. This young man is new here. He was transferred from the army, but he hasn't been assigned a job. He has a good image and ability."

"Yes! Give me a copy of his information and send it to my house after it's packed."

Song Changzhou went to the hospital for a bunch of tests for unknown reasons, and then handed a thick stack of checklists, which was longer than his resume, to the manager.

"You kid, you're obviously something special. You're really lucky. I envy you." The manager said with envy and a little flattery.

"Manager, my medical examination forms are here. Is there any problem?"

"Yes! It's a great thing! The young lady in the wheelchair yesterday specifically asked you to serve her. You don't have to come to the club tomorrow. Just go directly to her courtyard house in Beijing!" The manager said with envy.

He took out a contract and handed it to Song Changzhou, "Take a look at it. If you agree, sign it."

Song Changzhou originally had a bright future in the army, but suddenly something happened at home and the family business was on the verge of bankruptcy. Some time ago, many debt collectors came to his door. He used his retirement benefits to send these people away, but compared with all the debts, these were just a drop in the bucket.

He also called all the upstream and downstream businesses he had business dealings with. The world was a fickle place and he was ridiculed countless times, but no one was willing to ship the goods first to help him through the difficult times. He even couldn't get the company's debts back. Those people knew that he had problems and delayed as much as possible, being all scoundrels.

Now he can only work at his home company during the day and go to the club to work at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The debts are like a bottomless pit that is about to swallow him up.

Song Changzhou's father had a stroke and needed treatment in the hospital. His mother had been a housewife for many years and had lived a life of luxury. She was a rich lady who had never done housework. Now that something had happened at home, she not only pawned all her jewelry and bags, but was also taking care of his father in the hospital. She didn't even dare to hire a nurse.

He looked at the contract and found out that he was being kept. Suddenly, he was overwhelmed by an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

He is a man who is now being picked over like a commodity.

The club manager's malicious look, the ridicule he had received for more than a month, the worry about his father's health, the anxiety of the family assets being reduced to zero overnight, he thought this was the lowest point in his life, but it turned out that this was just the beginning of his fall into the abyss.

He crumpled the contract into a ball and threw it into the trash can, pursing his lips in disgust, his nostrils flaring because he was too angry.