Wang Bo is at home at the moment, accompanied by a long-legged secretary who is helping him wipe the wound on his face.

"Mr. Wang, what kind of person is so cruel to hit you hard? Tell me, and I'll slap him for you!" the secretary said delicately.

Wang Bo laughed loudly, slapped the secretary's buttocks with his right hand, and said, "Stupid woman, what do you know? This is what I'm talking about!"

"Don't look at me being beaten up, but the benefits you can get after this matter is done are far beyond your imagination!"

"Far beyond imagination?"

The secretary moved his right hand to a certain position, massaged Wang Bo, and said delicately, "Mr. Wang, you are now the king of the raw material market in Yangcheng. What are the benefits? You can go far beyond imagination?"

Wang Bo is usually calm, but now his blood boils when he is provoked by his secretary. He said triumphantly, "If the Su family collapses and all the real estate market in Yangcheng falls into my hands, do you think the benefits are beyond imagination?"

The female secretary originally wanted to struggle symbolically, but at this moment her body softened: "Mr. Wang, at that time, you can't forget me!"

"That's natural. I will give you two villas, one to live in and one to watch, as long as you are happy!"

At this moment, Wang Bo is really happy, thinking that as long as today's matter is successful and everything follows Ye Wanxiang's plan, then he will not be far from the top position.

Just when Wang Bo was about to sprint excitedly, suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Who! Don't you know I'm busy?"

Wang Bo was interrupted in his excitement, and now he looked annoyed.

"I'm Zheng Man'er's husband, I'm here to give you a gift." A voice came from outside the door.

Wang Bo's eyes lit up when he heard the words of Zheng Man'er's husband. He didn't forget that last night, this wimpy man dared to step on his face.

Although according to Ye Wanxiang, there is someone behind Zheng Man'er.

But in Wang Bo's view, that person couldn't possibly be Ye Hao.

This is just a door-to-door waste wearing a cuckold.

Now I come to apologize to myself early in the morning, presumably I want to offer my wife both hands, right?

Wang Bo pulled up his trousers, opened the door impatiently, and said, "What gift, let your wife come and deliver it in person, I"

Before Wang Bo finished speaking, he saw that Ye Hao had picked up the beer bottle at his door and smashed it directly on his forehead.

"ah--"

Wang Bo screamed, his scalp was bleeding.

"Trash, you are dead!"

"How dare you come to my house and beat me!"

"I must make Zheng Man'er's life worse than death!"

"I, Wang Bo, will do what I say!"

"You found someone to arrest my wife?"

Ye Hao looked indifferent, although no anger could be seen on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.

Wang Bo naturally knew that according to the plan, Zheng Man'er should have fallen into the hands of Smiling Dragon by now. JrNovels.com