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Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal. While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely. The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing. Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan. "When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice. As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer." Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?" "My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately." Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues. Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?" Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

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Extra: Fortunately, Zhou Lang Came to Visit (Part One)_2

His thoughts retracted, and upon seeing the complicated expression on Mr. He's face next door, he suddenly felt it all tasteless.

Not interesting at all.

The Crown Prince laid down his cards, carelessly pushed his chips across the table, speaking in a relaxed pace, "Let the first stream of cash flow go through the Zhou Family's books, with a five percent concession."

If Mr. He has no objections, give me an answer quickly before I change my mind. I've got other things to do today; I'm taking her with me."

Brain freeze.

Even before she could react, Gu Yunzhen felt a tight grip on her wrist, being led outside by the man.

Respectfully opening the door.

A long line of black-clad bodyguards followed closely behind.

He Yinkun stared at the two departing figures, sitting stiffly at the table without a movement.

His subordinates approached, asking if they should intercept.

How to intercept.