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Chapter 190: A Good Thing for a Pied in the Sky


After being yelled at by Zhang Bin, Wang Xuewen quickly calmed down.

Seeing that Wang Xuewen was silent, Zhang Bin signaled Chen Yi to let go.

"If you can have a good chat, get up.

If you can't, just lie here for the rest of your life and see if He Jing will come to sympathize with you," Zhang Bin said contemptuously.

Wang Xuewen got up as soon as he turned over, but because he was too fat, he staggered a little, so Chen Yi held him up.

"Sit down, as long as you don't make a fuss, I'll do whatever I say," Zhang Bin said, pointing to the stool opposite.

"No, I'll take this breath myself," Wang Xuewen said in a sullen voice.

He took a sip from the wine bottle, choked again, and kept coughing.

"Oh, I'm still angry," Zhang Bin said with a smile, "If you think what I said tonight is too much, we will go our separate ways from now on."

"Okay, don't be angry.

I was too impulsive just now, okay?"

Wang Xuewen couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, so he rolled his eyes at Zhang Bin.

"Let me show you something," Zhang Bin said, taking out Wang Chang's information and throwing it in front of Wang Xuewen.

Wang Xuewen picked it up and looked at it, and fell silent.

Zhang Bin knew that he still had feelings for He Jing.

But it is clear that this Wang Chang is a bastard who plays with women's emotions.

How could her end be better?

Even though I felt the pleasure of revenge, I still had some feelings and couldn't say anything about schadenfreude.

"It's actually very easy to kill this grandson," Zhang Bin said.

Wang Xuewen sighed heavily and wiped his face with his hands, as if he didn't know what to do.

"I'm not talking about you.

How capable you are of doing great things.

Who made you so satisfied with her before?

Now you can't afford so much money.

Of course she has to find a rich man.

But having said that, that is, now She betrayed you.

If she hadn't betrayed you, she would have been a disaster sooner or later," Zhang Bin said ruthlessly.

"Did you say that?"

Wang Xuewen rolled his eyes at him.

Zhang Bin chuckled and said, "Didn't I make you feel better?"

Next, the two of them went to a room outside and drank until they were drunk.

When I woke up the next day, it was already past one in the afternoon.

Zhang Bin got up dizzy and went to wash his face.

Wang Xuewen was still sleeping.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two had lunch, and Zhang Bin sent him back.

"What are your plans next?"

Zhang Bin asked.

"I don't know.

Let's go back to school first.

I don't want to stay here anymore," Wang Xuewen said.

"Is it for a woman?"

Zhang Bin said.

"Give me some time to slow down.

Don't move my grandson yet, leave it to me," Wang Xuewen said.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid," Wang Xuewen promised, looking at Zhang Bin's suspicious eyes.

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"Okay, if you need my help, just ask me directly," Zhang Bin nodded and said.

The next day, Zhang Bin personally drove Wang Xuewen back to school.

On the way back, Zhang Bin had been a little worried.

Wang Xuewen's reaction was too calm, so calm that it didn't even look like him.

But he couldn't keep looking at him, I just hoped that he really wouldn't do anything stupid.

In the evening, Zhao Min went home early.

"How did the two of them handle their affairs?"

Zhao Min asked as soon as he came back.

"What else can we do?

Let's break up so we can get together and part ways," Zhang Bin said helplessly.

"Let's break it up," Zhao Min said with some regret, "Actually, I used to think that He Jing was a very understanding girl, why did it end up in this situation?"

"This kind of thing is not anyone's fault.

The fault is that Wang Xuewen is not rich enough."

Zhang Bin, who was originally lying in Zhao Min's arms, suddenly sat up and looked at Zhao Min with a puzzled face and said, " Hey, do you think women all like rich men?"

"Well" Zhao Min immediately looked at Zhang Bin, "What do you mean?"

"No, I just want to know the answer," Zhang Bin said.

Seeing that Zhang Bin was seriously asking for an answer, Zhao Min thought for a while and said: "Money is something that men and women like.

There is nothing wrong with women liking rich men.

Money can reflect a man from the side."

Ability, women also like capable men, of course, rich and capable men are the most popular."

"Some women like to look at money first, like He Jing, and some like to look at ability first, like Liu Wen.

What they look at depends on their own abilities.

Women who look at money first show their ability to make money.

She is not that powerful, but she is very good at spending money.

A woman who looks at her ability first is either very good at making money, or she is not very good at spending money."

Zhao Min calmly analyzed it for Zhang Bin.

"Then do you look at money or ability first?"

Zhang Bin asked with a smile.

Zhao Min smiled and said: "I look at the face first."

"Yes, there is a future."

Zhang Bin laughed, put Zhao Min in his arms and started to move his hands up and down.

The two of them started to come and go on the sofa.

"You can't bully me in broad daylight," Zhao Min said with a flirtatious look, stopping Zhang Bin from making any further moves.

Zhang Bin just wanted to make a fuss.

He was not in the mood right now, so he laughed and said: "What, my wife, go cook.

I haven't had a good meal since last night, so I just messed around with that fat man."

Gone."

Two days later, Zhou's father called Zhang Bin to his home, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

This is Zhang Bin’s second visit to Zhou Jingyu’s home.

The first time was when Hengfeng Building Materials was established.

In order to express his gratitude, Zhou's father invited Zhang Bin to his home for a meal.

This is the second time.

Father Zhou and Mother Zhou were very enthusiastic, and it really felt like their son-in-law came to visit, which made Zhang Bin feel a little embarrassed.

After drinking for three rounds, Father Zhou got down to business.

"There is a good thing coming to my door now.

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I want to see if you are interested."

Zhou's father said with a mysterious face.

Zhang Bin smiled and said, "Uncle, don't be so secretive.

If you have something to say, just tell me directly."

"There is a person who wants to sell a construction company.

He has all the qualifications and 36 architects of various types.

I asked someone to do an evaluation.

The market value is about 180 million," Zhou's father said.

"Now there are I said, you can sell it to us for 120 million."

"There is such a good thing, why did he sell it to us so cheaply?"

Zhang Bin said doubtfully.

Father Zhou smiled and explained: "There is something wrong here.

This company is nominally owned by a person named Tan Yunfei, but in fact it is owned by a woman behind the scenes.

That is, after the company was established, In the beginning, it was actually this woman who paid for it and let this man help manage it.

The relationship between the two of them, to put it mildly, was that they were just a softie."

"Later I heard that this man used this woman's money to keep other women, but when he was discovered, the woman wanted to sell the company in anger.

If we could get the full amount of cash, he promised to sell it for 100 million ”, Zhou’s father said.

Zhang Bin snorted and nodded.

He didn't expect that there were other stories like this.

It was another story about a rich woman keeping a pretty boy.

He was surprised why he kept encountering such things recently.

It seems that there are a lot of loveboys in this society.

They are unfaithful with women's money and support other women.

Sooner or later, their secrets will be exposed.

Such men do not need sympathy at all.

It's not a problem for men to like beautiful women.

The problem is that you still go around messing around with women if you don't have the skills.

Especially for a man who uses one woman's money to mess with another woman.

If you don't drown in spit, you can't swim

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