Rebellious Wife of President Wang

10 a.m., executive office of Vic Media.

"Nancy, our new movie is short of funds. Find Francis Jones for hundreds of millions!"

A hot woman with big wavy curly hair opened the door. She, June Taylor, was another partner of Vic Media and the best friend of Nancy Moore.

"A few hundred million? Do you really know how much it is? My relationship with him is not so good that I could borrow hundreds of millions from him!" Nancy Moore glanced at her and said angrily.

"Sleeping in the same bed for three years in total and no improvement of your relationship has been made. Look at you!" June Taylor stared at her exasperatedly.

Three years ago, Nancy Moore's grandfather passed away suddenly, and his biological father contended with her for the right to operate the company, leaving Moore Media at risk of bankruptcy.

At such a crisis, Nancy Moore did not turn to Francis Jones for help.

It was still June Taylor who couldn't bear it anymore, resigned, and took her mother's dowry to invest in Moore's, helping Nancy Moore recapture the company's management rights. Nancy Moore took the initiative to rename Moore Media as Vic Media.

Now it was just a new movie short of funds. She would rather persuade the investors than speak to Francis Jones.

Nancy Moore supported her face with one hand and said casually, "Or, if I kick Francis Jones out, would you please introduce me another rich guy who could invest in our new movie?"

"Your best years have already gone. With such a bad temper, who dare to marry you? If you really divorce Francis Jones, I will raise my hands and feet to support you. We will not be worried about not having enough money to make a movie if you take half of his money away." June Taylor said excitedly.

Nancy Moore pretended to say angrily, "I'm only 26 years old!"

"Would you like me to take you to the practice room to see those handsome young boys? The sixteen-or-so-year-old boys are exquisitely handsome. I can't even tell whether they are men or women. Do you think you are young? Divorce as soon as possible. If you wait a few more, you will turn 30." June Taylor relentlessly counted.

Nancy Moore laughed with a ridicule, "Acting as Mrs. Jones for the past three years was really a shame for me. But I don't want to make room for Lucy Miller at all!"

"It's just a man. Is it worth?" June Taylor put away the papers, knocked on the table, and smiled flatteringly, "Can I temporarily keep Little Kitty and Little Earthworm in your house during these few months of my business trip?"

"June Taylor , your taste is really special. You even keep earthworms?" Nancy Moore was stunned, "Little kitty can eat cat food. Excuse me, what do the little earthworms eat? Mud?"

"Meat!" Sam Brown suddenly poked his head from behind the sofa.

Nancy Moore now noticed that there was an extra person in the office.

Her eyes were fixed on Sam Brown's face. At first glance, she thought the boy's skin was very white and clean.

His hair was short, dark and translucent, and his facial features were as delicate as carvings.

His dark eyes were clear and bright. Under his tall nose, his lips were thin, and his chin was very beautiful.

"This boy is really handsome!" Nancy Moore couldn't help but exclaim, and gently pushed June Taylor, "Your new love?"

June Taylor rolled her eyes, "Can you stop being so mean?"

"Where did he do the plastic surgery?" Nancy Moore immediately got up and decided to have a closer look.

Nancy Moore was wearing a dark blue suit today. The button of the suit was just below the plump chest, lined with a white base shirt.