Queen Revenge

Women’s fights are nothing more than grabbing clothes and pulling hair, and the personnel department makes such a mess that no one dares to pull.

Megan Cai also stayed in the company for many years, the onlookers are colleagues, was Lory Pull so scolded, the face of the natural can not hang on, the two fought more powerful, Lory Pull down hard, no matter what to pick up to Megan Cai head smashed.

From the two cursing, it can be seen that Megan Cai turned out to have an affair with Gary Pull, and it is her existence that makes Gary Pull divorce, Lory Pull knows about this, naturally can’t bear the breath, and came to look for Megan Cai to settle the score.

Suddenly, with a bang, Megan Cai’s entire body went straight down, blood pouring out of her head and onto her face in a shocking manner.

“Megan.”

Gary Pull bursts out of the crowd.

He came in a hurry, it should be whoever went to the air.

Lory Pull, still holding the smashing ornament Eiffel Tower in her hand, was also dumbfounded when she looked at Megan Cai, who had fallen to the ground and was not moving.

Megan Cai looked like she was dying, and when she saw Gary Pull coming, she passed out with both eyes closed.

The HR department is in an uproar, Gary Pull yells for someone to take Megan Cai to the hospital, and instead of following, he pulls Lory Pull out of the office with a nervous look on his face.

Lovers are not as close as their own daughters in the end.

After the drama broke up, I went back to my office and was further disturbed by the thought of Lory Pull fighting with Megan Cai, and the staff’s disdain for the topic of “lovers”.

I’ve been someone else’s lover too.

“Young Lady, Young Lady …”

Emily yelled at me several times before she came back to her senses.

“Alice, what is it.”

“I came to get the contract with JK.” Emily was concerned, “Young Lady, what’s wrong with you?”

“It’s fine.” I smiled, finding the contract and giving it to her, “Are you signing the contract with JK Group today?”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

The Richter Group’s cooperation with JK has been dragging on for a long time, with a few problems in between, and I haven’t seen Pheobe Wilson running to the company lately, so I guess the cooperation is done.

Emily said, “The partnership is yellow.”

I was surprised: “What’s going on here, how did it go yellow? Wasn’t the cooperation with JK decided by President Richter himself?”

“President Richter also personally yellowed this cooperation.” Emily was also very puzzled: “As for the specific reason I don’t know, cooperating with JK is very favorable to our company and the profit is also considerable, I don’t know why President Richter vetoed it again.”

I subconsciously thought of Pheobe Wilson.

Did Walker Richter refuse to work with JK because of Pheobe Wilson?

Walker Richter this time some emotional, Charles Richter and Ben Richter do not agree to terminate the cooperation, I later heard that the father and son three in the conference center got into a fight, Charles Richter angry bluntly: “Walker Richter, this company has not been handed over to your In your hands, if you are intent on harming the interests of the company, you are not qualified to be the heir.”

Since the father and son three such a mess, the company spread a lot of rumors that this the Richter Group heir will be Ben Richter, Walker Richter headstrong, the Richter family has given up.

Regarding the rumors, Walker Richter did not hear about them, but he was still busy as a gyroscope every day. Looking at his serious and tired look when he handled the documents, I made him a cup of coffee and stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders: “If you’re tired, take a rest for a while.”

Walker Richter froze, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and he grabbed my hand, “It’s worth being tired to have your heart.”

I cocked my head and stared at him for a while, “You really have changed a lot, you’re not the same as when I first met you.”

He gave me the initial impression that he was temperamental, violent, puzzling, all day long with a face of ice does not melt, voice is also cold, as if who owes him a few hundred million, it is difficult to see the face of tenderness and smile.

And now he would smile, and every now and then he’d pop up with a heart-warming remark or two.

He rubbed the back of my hand, “Alva, what would you do if I had nothing left?”

“You mean the recent gossip about the company?” I walked up to him and seriously asked him back, “Do you care about that?”

After the words out of my mouth, I feel that I should not ask such a stupid question, the Richter Group assets out of the hundreds of billions of dollars, there are not out of an unknown number of such a large meat pie, the inheritance of the company is sitting on hundreds of billions of dollars of family assets, the money has, the power is also there.

Money and power, how many men have resisted temptation since the beginning of time.

Walker Richter plausibly replied, “A little tired.”

I didn’t get the meaning of it.

Afternoon.

The Richter family called from the old mansion to go back for dinner.

On the phone, Fin Wilson only called Walker Richter, but didn’t mention asking me to come along.

Nancy Richter was sent back to the States by Walker Richter because of me, and Fin Wilson still holds a grudge against me for that.

It just so happened that I didn’t want to go to the old mansion either, and when Walker Richter asked me if I was going, I declined, “Better go back to Pear orchard and keep sweetheart company.”

Walker Richter didn’t push me.

He left the office first, and I stayed in the office for a while to add to my shift before leaving.

As soon as I left the Richter Group building, I saw a familiar face.

Across the road, Martin Mo is leaning against the front of his car smoking a cigarette.

I didn’t expect Martin Mo to block me in front of the office.

I frowned, thinking it was more trouble than it was worth, and left through the side door, not daring to drive to the parking lot, opting to take a cab back.

There are some things that are going to come to you, and you really can’t hide from them.

I didn’t realize I was in a black car, and soon after I got on the bus, I felt something was wrong, my head was foggy, there was an odor wafting through the air, and the route was wrong, and by the time I reacted, it was already too late.

I went to open the car door in a hurry, only to realize it was locked.

The driver smiled grimly, “Don’t waste your breath, get in my car and don’t try to get out.”

“Who are you and what do you want.” Thinking that the other party was asking for money, I stabilized my mind, kept my face still to stabilize the driver, and secretly sent a message to Walker Richter for help, “I don’t have any money, you let me go, I won’t call the police.”

“Someone already paid.” The driver noticed my little action, and snatched my cell phone away, before the edited text message could be sent, the driver threw the phone out and was crushed by the wheels, “It’s best to be honest, I’m just getting paid to do a job, so get a good night’s sleep, we’ll be at our destination in a few minutes.”

My whole body went limp, and even if I tried to hold on, I couldn’t fight off the odor in the air, and both my eyes fell into the dimness.

When I woke up, it was in an abandoned factory.

I was tied to a concrete post, and it had long since darkened when a flashlight light swung by, followed by the sound of muffled footsteps.

The visitor seemed to be walking deliberately slow, and I stared intently in the direction of the footsteps as fear came over me, cold sweat seeping from my forehead.

As the footsteps approached, the blinding light hit me in the face and I couldn’t open my eyes at all, instinctively inclining my head to close them.

The sound of footsteps got closer and closer until they came in front of me and the light moved away before I slowly opened my eyes to see the person in front of me and my heart plummeted.