Ling Qingzhou: "I'm not as shameless as you."
Yi Hansheng laughed when he heard this, but he wasn't annoyed.
If it was left in the past, I'm afraid that this person would yell on the spot and spray him bloody back.
Yi Hansheng's mouth has always been sharp, and Ling Qingzhou has a deep understanding of this.
But right now, after waiting for a long time without any response from him, the president of Zaun changed into a gourd with a saw-mouth in seconds, and the key point is that this person still smiled meaningfully.
Ling Qingzhou suddenly felt cold on the back of her neck and her scalp was numb.
As if he had something to lean on...
For the next two hours, because Yi Hansheng unilaterally refused to accept the offer, the two lived in peace.
When it was Ling Qingzhou's turn to give a speech, Yi Hansheng sat down with a smile and applauded him
This scene fell into the eyes of many bosses.
The two are going to cooperate
But when Yi Hansheng came to the stage, Ling Qingzhou sat down with a cold face the whole time, let alone applauding, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it without even giving him a look.
Everyone suddenly -
Oh, it turned out not to be a cooperation.
Could it be that Mr. Yi has found some new way to annoy him
Don't say it, it's really possible.
After the summit, there will be a business reception.
Ling Qingzhou and his lovely wife attended, instantly becoming the focus of the audience.
Zhou Qin followed the man, smiling lightly, earning enough face for her husband with her decent posture and good conversation.
On the other hand, Yi Hansheng is still a loner.
Many women posted upside down, but he ruthlessly rejected them all.
After finally finding a clean place, I could finally sit down and take a breath, but I heard a sneer—
"Why don't you bring out your new love?"
It's Ling Qingzhou.
His wife didn't follow, he was alone.
Yi Hansheng loosened his tie and rolled his eyes in a blank manner: "None of your business!"
"It's true that it has nothing to do with me, but after all these years your hypocrisy can no longer hold back, that's fine."
"Me? Hypocrisy? Are you sick?" Yi Hansheng was baffled.
Ling Qingzhou: "You don't deserve to guard her." Neither do I.
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yi Hansheng was stunned for a long time before he realized, his expression was weird, guarding for her...
Suddenly, the phone rang, and he glanced at the caller ID, his sleepy and bewildered eyes suddenly became clear—
"Hello, it's me. Where are you? I'll ask the driver to pick you up... I'm not busy, I'll get out of here as soon as possible... You want to come over? OK, then we will just go together after we meet."
Yi Hansheng ended the call, and called the driver again: "Old Huang, you go to No. 1 Middle School to pick up someone."
"Yes, I just sent the young master to the hospital. He went to see his classmates."
"It's not easy to say."
The old Huang was taken aback, and if he didn't pick up the young master, who would he pick up
"Jiang Fuyue."
Old Huang didn't know Jiang Fuyue, so Yi Hansheng asked him to stop by the side of the road, and she would naturally get in the car when she saw the license plate.
After explaining, Yi Hansheng patted his face, took a deep breath, tried to make himself more awake, and then strode towards the bathroom.
Well, I need to tidy up, I can't just see him so drunk.
On the way, he called a hotel waiter: "Is there such a... breath freshener?"
"Yes, would you like to spray it or chew it?"
Yi Hansheng paused: "Which effect is better?"
"It's all good, but it's more delicious to chew."
"Okay, then chew!"
After he finished packing and left the hotel, Lao Huang arrived with Jiang Fuyue within a few minutes.
The window of the rear seat was lowered, revealing Jiang Fuyue's young, beautiful and somewhat student-like face.
Yi Hansheng's eyes were shining brightly, and he felt his whole body was burning hot.
Heart said: blame the wine, too strong.
Lao Huang was about to get out of the car and open the door for him, but Yi Hansheng raised his hand to stop him.
He sat on it by himself, it was on the other side of Jiang Fuyue.
"Let's go."
Lao Huang nodded, started the engine and drove away.
Little did they know that this scene happened to fall into the eyes of someone in the rear car.
Ling Qingzhou said in a deep voice, "follow me."
The driver complied.
At the reception just now, when Yi Hansheng answered the phone, he overheard him.
No. 1 Middle School... Jiang Fuyue...
This name has appeared in his son's mouth many times, is it Yi Hansheng's new love
He wants to see what the hell these two people are doing!
In the afternoon, Yi Hansheng's abnormal performance made him vigilant. In addition, he had received news that this person was trying his best to check a female student. Now it seems that it is not as simple as "the gold master and the third child".
The keen sense of smell tells Ling Qingzhou that there must be something else in it!
In the spacious compartment of Les Lais, Yi Hansheng took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it and handed it to her: "Drink?"
Jiang Fuyue raised her hand to take it, and took a sip: "Thank you."
"What happened?"
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyelids and glanced at him, as expected of someone who had been her assistant.
"I want to discuss a business with you, are you interested?"
Yi Hansheng's eyes brightened: "Of course."
Soon, the car stopped in front of a teahouse.
Yi Hansheng gave Lao Huang some instructions, and then entered the room together with Jiang Fuyue.
Lao Huang drove the car to the opposite parking lot, when a Bentley came over and parked in the previous Rolls-Royce.
Ling Qingzhou glanced at the gate of the teahouse. A man and a woman don't make an appointment at a hotel at night, but at a teahouse
interesting!
He snorted and pushed the door to get out of the car: "Find a nearby parking lot and wait for me."
The driver hesitated to speak: "But... my wife is still at the reception, do you need me..." Drive her back first
Ling Qingzhou: "don't worry about her."
The driver nodded, not daring to refute, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: My wife is such a good person, it's a pity that she married a husband who didn't know how to love her.
Tea room private room.
The place was chosen by Yi Hansheng, Jiang Fuyue did not doubt its concealment.
The two sat down facing each other, with a series of tools for making tea in the middle.
Yi Hansheng started directly, and the whole set of movements was flowing and beautiful, until the cups in front of the two were filled with light green tea soup, Jiang Fuyue took a sip and nodded: "It's very fragrant."
"How is it compared to back then?" he asked.
"There's nothing worse than that."
Yi Hansheng laughed happily, "That's good, that's good..."
What Jiang Fuyue didn't know was that no one was qualified to drink the tea he brewed for twenty years.
She is the first in all these years.
Closer to home, "You just said business? What business?"
Jiang Fuyue pushed the prepared documents in front of him: "Look."
Yi Hansheng opened the book with some doubts, and soon his face became serious.
"This is… "
"From the moment my accident happened, Lou's development plan for nearly 30 years, of which the first 20 years have been realized one after another, and the next is the 21st year."
Jiang Fuyue sat on her seat, without even looking at it, she skillfully turned to one of the pages, landed her fingertips on a certain place, and tapped lightly.
That voice seemed to be on the tip of Yi Hansheng's heart.
stuffy.
I saw the words on it—acquisition of Fangyuan land in Linhuai Bronze Street to build a high-end residential area, which will be the first step for Lou's Real Estate to enter Linhuai.
Bronze Street... It is the dirtiest and messiest place in Linhuai, but the land price is also the lowest!
Yi Hansheng gasped: "Who made the plan?! How dare you think about it!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Me."
"Ahem..." The man choked, his cheeks flushed, "What did you say?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I did it. Before I was murdered, I planned Lou's path for the next 50 years, and I only had time to write down the first 30 years."
Fortunately, there are only 30 years. If the next 20 years are made up, Lou's development will be far beyond the current level.
It's ironic, Lou Mingxin took her seat, but still uses what she left behind, don't you think it's awkward
Yi Hansheng swallowed his saliva: "Really?"
Jiang Fuyue chuckled, folded her arms and crossed her chest: "Otherwise, where do you think this thing came from?"
She wrote it silently from memory!
Yi Hansheng was stunned. The content of the plan for the first twenty years not only made accurate predictions on the entire real estate market and even the national economic situation, but also gave corresponding countermeasures based on the predictions, each of which was precisely followed. The lifeblood of the economy of the times, it is no wonder that the Lou family can make steady progress after losing Lou Mingyue.
It turned out to rely on this thing!
It's a pity that it's just a "steady progress", and it doesn't play the biggest role of this strategic plan, which has something to do with the ability of the executors themselves.
Lou Ming's heart is more than a little bit worse, the confidence and courage she brought to usurp the throne
Thinking of this, Yi Hansheng sneered.
"What do you want to do?" He asked Jiang Fuyue.
At this moment, the door of the private room suddenly slid open to both sides, and the two turned their heads at the same time—
I saw Ling Qingzhou standing outside the door, his expression was both indignant and excited, and the water in his eyes flashed away, suppressing ecstasy and grief, extremely complicated.
"Is it you?" With a trembling voice, he fixedly looked at Jiang Fuyue.
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