Reborn in the arms of a wealthy rival [Transmigration Book]

If you dare to come over, you will strangle him.

Grabbing the suit jacket subconsciously with both hands, Wen Zheng leaned against the car door, quickly thinking about the possibility of jumping out of the car with the dog, and asked vigilantly:

"What do you want to do?"

He knew that Yi Chengyun had no good intentions.

"I don't have that in mind right now,"

The corner of his mouth moved, and Yi Chengyun turned his face away, with an expression like he couldn't bear to look directly:

"Besides, this kind of thing is for enjoyment, so forget it with you."

Wen Zheng exploded on the spot: "Go away!"

Open the curtain in the car, and only two people in the backseat will know about the conversation. Yi Chengyun cut straight to the point and asked:

"Exchanging information, is it fair? I want to know, where did you get that information from?"

Some people have asked about it, and it is clear that Wen Zheng has not yet taken up the post at Wen's, but he is not only familiar with the password of the group's intranet, but even has access to top-secret information.

If Wen Zheng was the heir of the group with high hopes, it might make sense for Wen's father to let him take over early, but Yi Chengyun has learned about the Wen family's movements in recent years, so it is obviously not Wen Zheng who was chosen.

"Tell you all, so that you can use me up and kick me away?"

It turned out to be like this, Wen Zheng folded his arms, and with an idea, he glanced at him:

"Exchange information, yes; source, don't even think about it. Anyway, what I said is true, and you don't need a verification method, right?"

Because he lived his whole life, he was able to predict the foretelling. Once such words were uttered, would Yi Chengyun throw him out on the spot?

After pondering for a while, Yi Chengyun tentatively accepted his statement; "reasonable." However, he immediately added:

"But only the information I need, do you understand?"

"Understood, I won't make up the numbers with the sesame and mung beans."

After giving him a blank look, Wen Zheng began to recall the "equivalent information" in his impression, calmed down, and tried to speak:

"One of your assistants, Chen Lin, is secretly having an affair with a junior from my elder brother's agency."

Yi Chengyun stood still: "I know."

Well, to the point.

After thinking about it seriously, Wen Zheng tried again: "Your cousin Yi Ze's investment in Neon Country is actually laundering money with local organizations."

Unfortunately, Yi Chengyun didn't remain unmoved this time, but once again directly showed "caring for the mentally retarded" in his eyes:

As the president, if he can't even grasp the movements of his subordinates, wouldn't the Yi family go bankrupt on the spot?

Never able to stand the excitement, Wen Zheng gritted his teeth and made a bold statement:

"Someone is causing trouble in the recycling area, and Fan Rui is behind the scenes."

As we all know, Fan Rui and Yi Chengyun are partners and good brothers for many years.

About half a year ago, Yi's acquired a piece of land in the center of Province G for the development of a new resort.

Yi Chengyun had already asked people to take care of everything, and he was determined to win, but unexpectedly, there were overwhelming "reports" on the Internet overnight, accusing the Liangchen Group of colluding with local government and businessmen to force demolition and relocation.

All kinds of "news" are of course fictitious, but they just hit the boiling point of netizens. Yi's riding a tiger was hard to get off, and he had to spend nearly 1000 million to clarify and maintain his image to let this matter pass.

After hearing this, Yi Chengyun was silent for a moment, with the same calm tone: "Evidence?"

Wen Zheng observed his reaction carefully, secretly delighted in his heart: Sure enough.

Wen Zheng originally wanted to use the news to sell it for a good price, but he was reluctant to let the child be caught by a wolf, so he comforted himself.

"It's not in my hand, I'll check the date."

Lowering his eyes to confirm the time, he cleared his throat and said calmly:

"Two days later, at the waiting bar on the basement floor of the X mall, your second uncle Yi Fengfeng met with Fan Rui's assistant Wang Qi to retrieve the negatives of his daughter's indecent photos. He is the key to this incident."

Without answering right away, Yi Chengyun's slender five fingers tapped on the cushion very lightly, and said:

"This news is confidential."

Wen Zheng pushes forward: "There will be a price increase for secrecy."

With a snort, Yi Chengyun looked at the dark night scene outside the window, and said lightly:

"The price is whatever you want."

Is it amazing to be rich? !Wen Zheng squeezed his throat, deliberately trying to disgust him: "Thank you, Lao Gong."

Wen Zheng glanced triumphantly at Yi Chengyun's paralyzed face, his eyebrows visibly twitched, and his hands froze for a second.

This trick is good, and you can use it more when you are not prepared.

After making up his mind, Wen Zheng pulled a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked casually:

"This is not the direction to go to the middle of the mountain. Do you want to play with the golden house?"

The Yi family's villa is in the middle of the mountain, and they seem to be heading in another direction.

The question is, Wen Zheng actually never thought about living with Yi Chengyun, because he guessed that the other party would not be able to act to that extent.His original plan was to rent a house to make do with the dog, but judging from the man's intentions, it seemed that he had even prepared a place to live, and he didn't want to send it to his door for nothing.

"Newly married, of course you need a new house."

As if anticipating his thoughts, Yi Chengyun poured himself a glass of champagne, took a sip, as if teasing a fried cat:

"Besides, you should remember that I bought a villa last month."

This is showing off, right?Definitely showing off!

Wen Zheng's cheeks twitched slightly as he picked up which pot was left open, and gave a dry laugh:

"Then you are really planning ahead."

At the beginning of last month, an acquainted real estate agent contacted Wen Zheng, who had just returned to China, and several villas were very suitable for him.

Unexpectedly, when he chose a building, felt extremely satisfied, and was about to sign a contract, Yi's assistant came out halfway, politely saying that the entire building had just been bought by the Yi family.

"Live here? Are you serious?"

Recognizing the familiar iron fence in the distance, Wen Zheng felt a little bad, and his speech became stuttering:

"No, you don't have to be so polite."

The European-style art sculptures with strange tastes and the antique fountains with vulgar aesthetics, this is Yi Chengyun's private villa in front of the two of them.

"Acting requires a full set."

After the car stopped, Yi Chengyun drank the champagne in his glass and said provocatively:

"Or do you want to see in tomorrow's headlines that Mr. Wen is just an abandoned husband who was paid off by Yi's family?"

you are vicious!

Wen Zheng had to admit that, in order to scare him off, Yi Chengyun had always been willing to spend a lot of money.

He led Zeus out of the car, and Yi Chengyun walked to his side, and said calmly:

"go in."

It is said that this villa covers an area of ​​[-] square meters. When Yi Chengyun first moved in, Wen Zheng pretended to pass by unintentionally and took a look. Hundreds of square meters of rose garden and grassland.

By the way, the villa that Wen Zheng took a fancy to earlier was near here; one of the things he liked at that time was that the terrain was higher than Yi Chengyun's here, if he lived in it, he would pass by the other's door every day when he went out.

Fortunately, he "entered Yi's house" directly.

"It's four o'clock in the morning, you go to bed first, come to my house for dinner at night, and I will pick you up in the evening."

Without giving Wen Zheng a chance to refuse, Yi Chengyun led him directly to the second floor and opened the bedroom door:

"I have a video conference at six o'clock. In order not to wake you up, I sleep in the study next door."

Standing by the door, Wen Zheng looked straight at the double bed in the bedroom, and a terrible thought came to his mind.

"what happened?"

After staying up in the middle of the night, Yi Chengyun's bright eyes didn't show any trace of tiredness, so he took the time to say:

"Dissatisfied with staying alone in the empty room on the first day of the wedding? I'm sorry, I promise, I will try to stay with you every night in the future."

Deliberately emphasizing the syllables on the word "wanwan", Yi Chengyun casually patted Wen Zheng's arm, which immediately made the whole person jump up in fright, and the door slammed shut in his face.

A woolen night!

Leaning behind the door, Wen Zheng didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but he seemed to hear the man chuckle; he blushed, and shouted in his heart: No, no, no, I want to keep the vacant room alone, please make sure I keep the vacant room alone!

The decoration in the bedroom was as simple as Yi Chengyun's character, and Wen Zheng had been tense since the press conference, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, exhaustion hit him like a torrent.

The familiar alarm clock rang almost seven or eight times. Wen Zheng fell into a big sleep, covered his face with the quilt, reached out and fumbled for a while, and finally found the mobile phone next to the cabinet: it was already eight o'clock.

Sitting up in a daze, Wen Zheng was stunned for a while, barely realizing that it was not his home.

Half asleep and half awake and getting dressed, the pain in his body has not completely subsided, and he still has to make do with walking; when he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he saw a few red marks on the lower part of his neck, and couldn't help cursing in his heart From Yi Chengyun.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, as soon as he opened the bedroom door, he heard a male voice full of air:

"Mr. Wen, good morning."

Two steps away from him, a middle-aged man in a brown plaid sweater stood upright, caught off guard and gave him a ninety-degree bow.

When the eyes of the two met again, Wen Zhengfang saw clearly that there was a very light scar on the man's face that spanned the entire face.

"I am the housekeeper here, Zhou Jun."

Zhou Jun tried his best to pull out a "friendly" smile, but with his height of nearly 1.9 meters and a strong figure like a bull, standing alone is full of intimidation:

"If you need anything in the future, please rest assured Mr. Wen."

"Well, thank you."

He looked like an honest person, Wen Zheng didn't shirk, nodded and asked:

"I want to see Zeus first, can I? Are there any arrangements for today?"

Zhou Jun Hanhan replied: "Okay, the veterinarian arrived half an hour ago and is currently examining the puppy in the garden. Apart from breakfast, there is no arrangement. Shall we go down now?"

Wen Zheng was puzzled and asked, "Veterinarian?"

Zhou Jun replied: "Yes, after you fell asleep yesterday, the young master said that the dog may have a stress response after sitting on a plane for seven or eight hours, and then went to a new environment. Let's contact a familiar veterinarian early in the morning to come and have a look." .”

I never heard that Yi Chengyun had pets, how could he know a pet doctor?Also taking into account so much...

Wen Zhengzheng was puzzled, and his stomach suddenly grumbled twice. He glanced awkwardly at Zhou Jun, who was full of honesty, and said awkwardly:

"Look at Zeus first, then come back for breakfast."

Zhou Jun made a "please" gesture: "Okay, I will show you the way."

When I entered the house last night, I was in a nervous mood. Wen Zheng didn't have time to look at the house seriously. Compared with the outside, the inside is much simpler.

The main theme inside is black and white, and there are some famous paintings and antique collections in a patchwork arrangement. Wen Zheng recognized a few of them, and the auction price started at millions, but the overall emphasis is more on practicality than decoration.

Looking around while walking, Wen Zheng followed behind Zhou Jun, looking for something to say:

"Actually, you don't have to be so unfamiliar, I just...uh..."

Halfway through the talk, he remembered how Yi Chengyun introduced himself to the servant, and changed his words abruptly:

"We're not a few years apart, how about I call you Big Brother Zhou?"

"Coincidentally, the young master called me that too."

Seemingly very happy with this title, Zhou Jun saw the people coming from outside, and said:

"Doctor Xiao, the examination is over so soon?"

The person called Dr. Xiao nodded to him: "The puppy is in good condition."

Zhou Jun introduced the two of them: "This is Mr. Wen, Mr. Yi's husband."

"I saw you on the news, you look better in real life than on TV."

I don't know if it was Wen Zheng's illusion, but Dr. Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he enthusiastically held his hand:

"Please keep in touch if you have anything to do in the future, I will come back in two days."

The breakfast was very sumptuous. It was Wen Zheng's usual favorite croissant with thick-cut ham. The rich butter and the aroma of fresh milk just smelled refreshing.

Sitting in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, Wen Zheng slowly put cheese on the toast, and asked Zhou Jun who was waiting at the side:

"Yi Chengyun went to work?"

Zhou Jun replied: "Yes, Mr. Yi will go out before seven o'clock, and he told us not to wake you up. Before he left, he left you a wedding gift and said he hoped you like it."

Raising his eyebrows, Wen Zheng put down the butter knife in his hand and asked uncertainly, "A wedding gift?"

"Yes." Zhou Jun took out a bunch of copper keys tied with ribbons from his pocket, handed them to Wen Zheng with both hands, and said with a simple smile:

"He said that when you ask him, he will give it to you."

Wen Zheng listened strangely: "What do you mean?"

Who cares about a spicy chicken gift!The point is, how clingy is he to Yi Chengyun? !

"Don't get me wrong," Zhou Jun held back a laugh, explaining that it sounded darker and darker to Wen Zheng's ears:

"He said you would definitely ask, and bet us that you will remember him as soon as you wake up."