Love after Marriage

DOUBT

After returning home, Wen Qian told Song Yu about this while trying on the wedding dress. Song Yu chirped, "Big brother is too arrogant. Tell me which direction to kneel in order to meet such a man. I will kneel starting tonight."

　　Wen Qian was speechless, "Don't you think it's too much? It's just a couple's rings."

　　"They are not short of money." Song Yu smiled. "You don't pay attention to finance, so you don't know that your fiancé is very powerful. He just negotiated a cross-border cooperation project. Let me tell you something. In short, the other party is a large global group with tens of thousands of subsidiaries. Its Chinese name is Yuefeng Industrial. How powerful is this company? Let's put it this way, its business covers all categories, almost everything you can think of."

　"Since last year, there have been rumors that Yuefeng Industry is looking for partners, and some time ago it was finally decided to cooperate with Shangshi Group."

　　She said, "I heard that this cooperation is long-term, which means that the two groups will cooperate for decades to come. That means the Shang Group has another track, and that track leads to the top of the pyramid."

　　"To put it simply, the revenue generated will be hundreds or thousands of times what it is now."

　　"Hey, baby, do you know what a hundred times a thousand times means?"

　　"Your fiancé's worth will increase a hundred times, a thousand times, trillions ...

　　"In addition, the number of Shangshi employees will also increase exponentially. According to unreliable information, Shangshi currently has 100,000 employees, and the number will be several hundred thousand after the cooperation begins."

　　"My goodness, do you think he would care about that little bit of jewelry money?"

　　Song Yu's mouth was dry from talking so much, so he took a gulp from the water cup and continued, "Even if you ask him to buy the entire mall, he will buy it for you without blinking an eye."

　　Wen Qian: "..."

　　Wen Qian: "Is this information reliable? Don't just hearsay."

　　"Me? A journalist?" Song Yu rolled her eyes and said to Wen Qian on the other end of the receiver, "How can I be unreliable?"

　　That's right, Song Yu works for a big company, and she would never tell unreliable news.

　　"I haven't heard my brother talk about it."

　　"There will be a press conference later."

　　Wen Qian pursed her lips and asked, "Is he really that rich?"

　　Song Yu hissed softly: "There is more money than we can imagine, at the top of the pyramid."

　　Wen Qian couldn't imagine it. "His money is his. It's none of my business."

　　"How can it be none of your business? You are his future wife, and you are pregnant with his child." Song Yu said, "You have a share of his property."

　　As I was speaking, a WeChat message came in on my phone, it was from Shang Mo.

　　Wen Qian ended her chat with Song Yu and clicked into WeChat.

　　SM: [I've sent you a document. Please take a look.]

　　Wen Qian blinked. What kind of document is this? It's so formal.

　　Suddenly, she remembered the document he had asked Han Chen to bring her before, which gave her a house and a car, and replied: [You gave me a house again?]