Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Song Yi looked ugly and looked at the director who spoke out, with a hint of gloom deep in his eyes.

"I will find a way to solve this crisis. I also ask the directors to give me some more time and not to sell my shares."

The Song Group's foreign troubles are bad enough now. If all the directors sell their stocks, it will definitely cause greater unrest. By then, not only will there be a lot of foreign troubles, but there will be enough internal troubles to drink from.

After appeasing the directors, Song Yi returned to the office with a sullen face.

"dad!"

Song Xirou was sitting on the sofa. When she saw Song Yi walking in, she quickly stood up.

Song Yi was already in a irritable mood, but when he saw Song Xirou, Song Yi's face became even more gloomy.

"If you don't stay at home, what are you doing here?"

Song Xirou knew the current situation of the company and didn't care about his impatient attitude. She said warmly, "Dad, I already know that I was wrong. I was the one who caused this matter. I will solve it as soon as possible."

"Solve it?" Song Yi looked at her suspiciously, "Now the group has a lot of internal and external troubles, how do you solve them?"

The only solution is to ask Quan Jingwu to let them go.

Song Xirou's eyes dimmed and she said, "Mrs. Quan still owes me a promise."

She knew that once this promise was used, she would really have nothing to do with the Quan family anymore, but the current situation did not allow her to consider it at all. The most important thing was for the group to survive this crisis.

"Are you willing to use that promise?" Song Yi was a little surprised.

He always thought that she would not be willing to use this promise for the company, but he did not expect that she would propose it herself.

Song Xirou nodded, "I caused this matter, so naturally I have to solve it myself."

Hearing this, Song Yi's face softened a little, and his eyes looked at her a little softer.

"Rou'er, if you think so, Dad will be relieved. At the meeting just now, many directors proposed selling stocks. If we can't think of any countermeasures, the group will soon be unable to survive."

She had no expression on her face and said quietly, "Dad, you don't need to explain. I understand everything. I just came here to tell you so as not to worry you. Then I'll leave first."

"I'll ask the driver to take you off." Song Yi said with concern.

"No, my driver is waiting for me downstairs." Song Xirou picked up her bag and left without looking back.

"Miss!"

The driver opened the door for her and Song Xirou got into the car.

"Go to the Quan family's old house." She said coldly.

She looked at the retreating scenery outside the car window, and the bag in her hand was almost so tight that it almost deformed.

Quan family

"Where is that brat Ah Xuan? Get him out of here." Quan Che rarely went to work today, his handsome face was stained with anger, and he was in a very unhappy mood.

"Why are you so angry? Why did Ah Xuan offend you?" Old Mrs. Quan followed the sound and came over. Looking at the man standing at the stairs who was jumping in anger, she said helplessly.

"He came back late last night, please let him sleep a little longer."

Quan Che was very happy, "That bastard still dares to sleep. Sooner or later I will have a heart attack because of his anger. Mom, do you know that he broke the vase in the study last night? That was what I did a few days ago." Just bought it.”

Who could have imagined how he felt when he woke up early in the morning and saw his precious vase falling into pieces. He was so angry that his blood pressure almost skyrocketed.

Hearing this, Mrs. Quan shook her head, and the smile on her face deepened.

It seems that the house cannot be quiet again today.

Ge Di, Quan Mingxuan poked his head out from the stairwell, looking like a scout.

Quan Che was furious when he saw him.

"Why don't you get down here and wait for me to come up and invite you?"

Quan Mingxuan's little heart beat suddenly, and he moved down very slowly.

He walked to Mrs. Quan, obviously intending to seek asylum.

"Don't hide next to your grandma, your grandma won't be able to save you this time." Quan Che snorted coldly.

"Dad, I know I was wrong." Quan Mingxuan admitted his mistake with great sincerity and said, "I drank a little too much last night and accidentally touched your precious vase. I really didn't mean to do it."

Quan Che gritted his teeth and looked at him, "You didn't mean to say that. How many times have you said it since childhood? I think you did it on purpose, to make me unhappy."

"..."

Dear father, can I kneel down for you? Please let me go.

"Dad, how about I buy you a better vase?" he said cautiously.

Quan Che glared at him again, "I want that vase."

Quan Mingxuan secretly tugged on Mrs. Quan's sleeve, looked at her pitifully, and revealed a message - Grandma, please help.

Mrs. Quan showed a gentle smile, protected Quan Mingxuan, and said, "Ah Che, the vase fell, so forget it. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so don't worry about it like Ah Xuan."

"General calculation?"

Quan Che took a breath of air and blasted at Quan Mingxuan, "I'm tolerant and generous enough if I don't care about him in every possible way. Calculation is nothing."

Most of his treasures were destroyed in the hands of this bastard. Did you hear his heart bleeding?

Quan Mingxuan covered his ears and narrowed his eyes.

His father’s Hedong Lion’s Roar is getting better and better.

"Quan Mingxuan, if you dare to go to bars and places to drink again before the Chinese New Year, if I find out, I will break your legs and write me a 20,000-word self-criticism before tonight. Listen clearly. I What I want is handwriting." Quan Che restrained his temper, his voice filled with danger.

"Twenty thousand words?" Quan Mingxuan almost bit his tongue.

"Dad, can you have less?" he begged.

Quan Che said, "No way, if you don't finish writing the review at night, I will add another 10,000 words tomorrow."

"Axuan, grandma can't help you anymore." Mrs. Quan saw his resentful eyes and said with a smile.

Quan Mingxuan laughed bitterly and his shoulders slumped.

After writing the 20,000-word review, he probably couldn't even put his arm around the girl's shoulders.

At this time, the servant hurriedly walked in.

"Old Madam, Miss Song is here and waiting outside the gate now."

Quan Mingxuan's handsome face was covered with coldness, what was she doing here again?

"Let her in."

"yes."

Mrs. Quan looked at Quan Mingxuan in confusion and asked, "Axuan, why did you let her in?"

"Grandma, the Song Group is on the verge of crisis now. She is probably here for this matter. You might as well see what she wants to do here, and maybe take advantage of this moment to resolve the promise you made to her. " Quan Mingxuan analyzed calmly.

Mrs. Quan nodded.

After a while, Song Xirou arrived.

"Grandma Quan!" She smiled slightly and shouted in a gentle voice.

In the past, Mrs. Quan would have been a little closer to her, but now that she has seen her true face clearly, she will never be as close to her as before.