The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Although he was considered to be quite powerful in university, when he left the university campus, the people around him were all very powerful.    

In addition to Zhang Zhishuo's beating on him, Wu Zhe was so busy that he felt dizzy.    

At night, he got off work and pushed a few dinner tables.    

"Why did you come back so early today?"    

It was rare that Zhang Qiqi was actually at home today. She did not drink, but instead wore bright and beautiful clothes.    

"I'll come back to accompany you after I'm done with my work at the company. You're. . . Going out? "    

"Yeah. Family banquet. "    

. . . ""    

Zhang Qiqi did not tell Wu Zhe in advance, but she wanted to bring him out.    

To be honest, Wu Zhe was a little unhappy in his heart. But after all, people had to lower their heads under the roof.    

Although Zhang Qiqi had been stripped of President's position by Zhang Dashan, he still had quite a lot of money. When she went out, she drove Zhang Qiqi's car, a black Porsche.    

When he reached the agreed place, Wu Zhe looked up and saw a hotel that towered into the clouds.    

It was a five-star hotel.    

"What day is it today?" Wu Zhe had some doubts.    

He had always thought that Zhang Qiqi only treated him as a free massage stick and threw it away after using it.    

However, after spending some time with her, Wu Zhe gradually realized that Zhang Qiqi seemed to want to nurture him.    

In any case, he was happy to see it happen.    

When they reached the hotel, Zhang Dashan, Zhang Zhishuo and the others were already there.    

Wu Zhe greeted them one by one.    

Very quickly, the waiter had already served the dishes.    

"Dad, brother, I'm here today to tell you something. " Zhang Qiqi pulled the chair and naturally sat down.    

"What is it?"    

Zhang Dashan had actually retired recently.    

Everyday, he would drink tea, tease birds, play cards.    

The company's matters had already been handed over to Zhang Zhishuo.    

Speaking of Zhang Zhishuo, although his ambition was not as great as Zhang Qiqi's, he was still a famous university student. Therefore, his management skills were still good.    

He had managed the company well during this period of time.    

"Dad, you have already handed the company to your brother. I don't have any other opinions, but. . . My daughter is also my own flesh and blood, right?"    

Zhang Qiqi sat on the chair and gestured for Zhang Zhishuo to sit down as well.    

She was wearing a red coat today and her entire person gave off a beautiful aura. She played with her phone and said, "I know that you guys value men over women. I managed the company quite well, but you guys handed it over to my brother. I won't say anything. "    

"Cough cough, this. . . Qiqi, dad also considered that it was tiring for girls to talk about work with a large group of men all day long. That's why. . . "    

When Zhang Qiqi said the matter like this, Zhang Dashan felt a little embarrassed.    

Actually, Zhang Dashan was not particularly fond of men over women. It was just that girls always had to marry out. If the daughter who married out spilled water, now that he gave her money, wouldn't it be a waste?    

"Is that so? Then I really have to thank dad. "    

Zhang Qiqi smiled, "Dad, I came today to tell you that Wu Zhe and I are ready to get married. "    

"Ah? Getting married?! Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with your family?! "    

Zhang Dashan was a little displeased.    

Zhang Qiqi had her own ideas. A marriage was such a big matter. . .    

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