President's Regret: My Ex-Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 12 Another Day? No Way

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That day at Sheng's house, she was sleepy. When she woke up, she found that Carey was not around. She got up to look for him, but she found that he was standing on the balcony and calling Henry Lin. Every word he said went straight into her heart like a knife.

Heather, when you were Carey's wife, you were not my opponent. Now that you were divorced, don't you want to compare with me!

She specially prepared this play today, she hoped that Heather not let her down. Zoe sneered, and there was deep hatred in her eyes.

At this time, in the box where Heather was, Heather, who did not know how much she had drunk, could not even stand steadily. Jacob had a gloomy face and wanted to take Heather to leave several times. However, Heather refused all the time. Even though her face was abnormally red, she continued: "Mr. Zhao, we have enough basic equipment in our company. Compared with those newly opened companies, we have rich experience and ability. You will never lose money if you cooperate with us. If Mr. Zhao continues to treat me like this, it's our turn to doubt Mr. Zhao's sincerity. "

Seeing Heather drunk, Mr. Zhao smiled proudly, he looked at her even more presumptuously. He licked his lips and laughed, but he looked at Jacob and said, "of course, but I just remembered that I left the drafts of our cooperation in the car. Why don't we talk about it another day?"

Another day? no way!

Heather was in a hurry. They have gone this far. If the cooperation couldn't be finalized, wasn't it a waste of her time today?

She grabbed Jacob and said, "Mr. Zhao, if it's convenient, let my assistant take it. Isn’t it troublesome for you to keep dragging things on like this?”

"Alright."

Heather's words were just in line with his mind. He handed the car key to Jacob directly. Seeing that he left, he became presumptuous. With a smile, he stretched out his fat hand to take her attractive and slender waist. Heather, however, was so scared that she stepped back subconsciously and became more conscious.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao."

"Ms. Yin, it's time for us not to be so polite. Come on, let me take good care of you. "

"What do you want?"

"What do I want? Ha, you'll find out later. If I knew you were such a beauty, even if others didn't give me money, I'm willing to meet you! "

what did he mean?

Heather shook her head, subconsciously aware of something wrong. However, she had drunk a lot of wine, she was not sober enough. She stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead. When she saw that Mr. Zhao continued to move forward, she quickly stepped back.

"Mr. Zhao, please behave yourself. I'm here to talk business with you. If you don't mean that, we'll never meet again. "

"Business, of course. But I'd like to inspect the goods first. Come on, ha ha. "

Mr. Zhao was no longer calm and rushed directly. However, before he could get close to Heather, a powerful force behind him hit him on the shoulder and forced him to fall directly on the ground.

"Ouch, what the f**k? Which bastard dares to touch me?"

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

In response to him, it was one attack after another.

Carey, with a gloomy face, grabbed Mr. Zhao's collar and pressed him to the ground as if he was venting something. His eyes were red, and his strength was even bigger. With a few fists, Mr. Zhao was almost beaten to pieces.