How could Jian Hang let him treat him? She insisted: "I'm the host."
Qin Moling didn't argue with her, let her invite him, and he would pay the bill when the time came, so he agreed: "Okay."
Jian Hang is a man of action, and Qin Moling said she was free, so she immediately called the manager of the SZ restaurant to reserve a table for tomorrow night in advance.
Qin Moling went upstairs in no hurry and sat down beside her.
In the fruit plate on the coffee table, there was still unfinished fruit. She was calling to reserve a table, and he randomly forked a piece of fruit to eat.
Jian Hang knew the manager of SZ restaurant. She led the team to complete the merger and reorganization of SZ restaurant.
Not knowing what the restaurant manager said on the other end of the phone, Qin Moling only heard Jian Hang say: "It's just me and my husband, it doesn't matter if we don't have a private room."
SZ is a high-rise restaurant, overlooking the night view is its biggest feature.
The private rooms are limited, and you need to make an appointment a few days in advance, and all the private rooms for tomorrow have been booked out.
Qin Moling didn't care if he sat in the lobby or in a private room, he heard Jian Hang calling his husband again.
After Jian Hang hung up the phone, he asked, "Are there many married people around you or among your friends?"
He never talks nonsense, so he probably wants to ask something.
Jian Hang nodded, "Many are married." She asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Moling put down the fruit fork, "Will their husband give pocket money every month or hand in their salary card?"
"For some of my subordinates, their husbands hand in their salary cards. I don't know about the others."
I really don't know, the women she usually deals with are either in the venture capital circle or executives of various companies. They meet to talk about work, and they have no time or friendship to talk about private life.
Qin Moling took out his wallet from his bag. There were more than a dozen cards, including five savings cards. He took out four of them.
Jian Hang recalled, "You want to give me pocket money?"
She said, "No, I have money."
Qin Moling handed her a few cards, "I know you have money." If you give her pocket money, she definitely doesn't want it.
"It's not pocket money. All the investments under my personal name, the annual dividends go to these cards. The amount is not small. You invest or manage money, it's up to you."
If he said it was pocket money for her, Jian Hang really wouldn't take it. The status of plastic couples who were originally very different, once she took his pocket money, the status would be lowered in an instant.
But in the future, the family's money will be under her control, and she fully accepts it and is competent.
After all, financial management and investment are her profession.
To make him say that the amount is not small, the amount should be much larger than she imagined.
Jian Hang thought for a few seconds, took the card, and when she held it in her hand, the relationship between her and Qin Moling suddenly seemed to be close, and very ambiguous, no longer the plastic on the surface.
"The password will be written to you later. These cards are bound to the same mobile phone number. I don't usually use that mobile phone. It's in the study and I'll give it to you when I go upstairs."
Jian Hang scanned his wallet photo folder and found a photo of his ID card, but before he saw it clearly, he closed his wallet.
Qin Moling noticed that she was staring at the wallet, thinking that she was fancying the wallet, "If you like this wallet, I'll give it to you." This wallet can also be used by women.
Like she likes to wear his suits.
"Why do you want your wallet?" Jian Hang said truthfully, "I'm just curious about the ID photo in your wallet."
Qin Moling only said: "Photos from my childhood."
I didn't intend to show her, so I put away my wallet.
He picked up the fruit plate and looked at her, "Do you still want to eat?"
The atmosphere became more ambiguous invisibly.
Jian Hang forked a piece of fruit, "I'm going upstairs."
Back in the bedroom, she struggled for a moment in front of the closet, and finally took out her box-bottom skirt, which was the early spring ready-to-wear collection of a certain luxury this year.
The design of the long skirt is extraordinarily simple, and the beige splicing style perfectly outlines the waist.
Elegant yet sexy.
She buys a few high-end new products every year, and there are many high-end receptions at the end of the year, so it should not be too shabby.
With her current income, she can't do whatever she wants, she can't buy all the new styles she likes, she can only pick two favorites to start with.
Unlike Feng Mai, he was a frequent visitor to various haute couture shows when he was in college.
The clothes on his body are rarely the same.
In the past two years, she fell in love with a high-end fairy dress, which cost more than 800,000 yuan.
If you want to buy it, it's not that you can't afford it, you just have to cut the meat.
Later, I looked at the deposit balance in my mobile phone, sobered up instantly, and finally invested that money.
Jian Hang carefully took off the long skirt, she only tried it on once after buying it.
To invite Qin Moling to a high-end restaurant tomorrow, he must be particular about his attire.
From clothes to shoes to handbags, she has matched them in advance.
When he went downstairs the next morning, Jian Hang put on a long khaki windbreaker and tied it with a belt, so that others could not see the slim skirt inside.
Qin Moling was already in the restaurant.
"Morning." Jian Hang greeted him.
Qin Moling rarely responded, "Morning."
Wearing a skirt inside, Jian Hang doesn't plan to have breakfast with Qin Moling, he has to take off the windbreaker when eating, or let the skirt show up when he eats in the evening.
She was carrying the computer, and on her shoulder was the bag that Grandma Qin gave her on Valentine's Day.
Seeing that she was wearing a windbreaker, Qin Moling didn't intend to sit down, "You don't want breakfast?"
Jian Hang said without changing his face: "It's too late, I have a video conference with the headquarters."
Aunt Geng came out of the kitchen, "You can't skip breakfast. You wait for me for two minutes, and I'll pack it for you and take it on the road. Breakfast can be settled when you wait for the red light."
Aunt Geng moved quickly and packed breakfast for Jian Hang.
There were tea eggs on the dining table, Jian Hang looked at the tea eggs on the plate, and then glanced at Qin Moling, remembering that he helped her peel the egg shells yesterday morning.
Qin Moling felt her meaningful eyes, he knew what it meant, and wanted him to continue peeling the eggshells.
I got used to her once yesterday, and she wanted to do it a second time.
If she didn't peel it off, she would be unhappy again.
Qin Moling finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped his hands, and began to peel the eggshells.
Aunt Geng smiled knowingly, and she packed a few slices of whole wheat toast, grilled sausage, a box of yogurt and a box of fruit, and packed Qin Moling's peeled tea eggs.
Jian Hang carried his breakfast and greeted Qin Moling, "I'm leaving."
Qin Moling nodded, wanting to tell her to drive slowly, but for some reason he didn't say it.
Aunt Geng waited for Jian Hang to leave, and told Qin Moling: "The black tea at home is gone. Should I buy it?" Several kinds of tea are needed to cook tea eggs, among which is the best black tea.
Qin Moling said, "I'll buy it."
The tea he bought was different from what Aunt Geng bought in the specialty store.
At noon, Qin Moling received a message from Jian Hang, she sent him the restaurant for dinner.
There was a knock on the office door.
Qin Moling was watching Jian Hang's news, without raising his head, "Come in."
Secretary Gao came to deliver the documents, and reminded the boss by the way: "President Qin, the presents have been delivered, and the birthday party will start at seven o'clock in the evening."
Qin Moling raised his eyes, wondering for a long time who's birthday is today, "Whose birthday is it?"
Secretary Gao: "...Vice President Zhong of the Second Business Department."
Fortunately, she reminded that the boss has a good memory, and she thought that the boss would remember when he attended Zhong Yanyue's birthday party for two consecutive years.
When Qin Moling thought about it, it seemed to be today.
When Zhong Yanyue returned to China, he happened to take over Le Meng. Le Meng's management was chaotic, so she came to help.
After entering Le Meng Business Division II, Zhong Yanyue let go of her status as the daughter of the Zhong family, and did her job seriously without any princess disease.
Her help is limited, but he remembers the favor.
So in the past few years when she celebrates her birthday, he will go to support her.
Qin Moling decided to go to Zhong Yanyue's birthday party to show his face and leave. He went back to Jianhang: [I have something to do at the moment, can we postpone the meal until eight o'clock?]
Jian Hang: [It's okay, you are busy.]
Qin Moling temporarily postponed the time, she fully understood, because sometimes she would suddenly have social engagements that she couldn't refuse. As the owner of a big company, Qin Moling had more sudden situations than her, and some social engagements were beyond her control.
She was afraid that two hours would not be enough for him to deal with things, anyway, the meal would be the same any day, [Let's go out to eat together another day, I happen to work overtime tonight.]
Qin Moling thought that she had just accepted Wanyue's M&A project and had a lot of things to do, [Then another day.]
Jian Hang put down his phone and looked down at the skirt on his body. Fortunately, Qin Moling didn't see it in the morning, and she can still wear it next time for a dinner date. These are the clothes she kept at the bottom of the suitcase.
Other skirts are not as eye-catching as this one.
It was time for the meeting soon, Jian Hang took his notebook and went to the meeting room.
The most eye-catching thing was the dress, the sharp-eyed female colleagues recognized it at a glance, it was a catwalk style, and it was worn by their boss with a different temperament.
The meeting lasted for nearly two hours, and most of the problems were resolved on the spot, and some of them had to be communicated with the client.
Jianhang also arranged for Wanyue's merger and acquisition project. The company Wanyue Group wants to acquire is headquartered in Sioux City.
From now on, she will often visit Sioux City.
The day after tomorrow, there will be a due diligence coordination meeting in the Sioux City company, and Jian Hang will also be there. She will take the high-speed train to Sioux City tomorrow morning, and the meal with Qin Moling will not be postponed until that day.
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At 7:30 in the evening, Qin Moling went to the birthday party.
Qin Xing was also there, "Brother, sister-in-law didn't come with you?"
He didn't know the grievances between Jian Hang and Zhong Yanfei.
Qin Moling took a glass of red wine, "When it's your birthday, she'll come over."
"Then you have to go. You don't have to go if my sister-in-law doesn't."
Qin Moling didn't reprimand him, but instead gave an "um". Qin Xing knew that his cousin was about to fall.
Qin Moling went to find Zhong Yanyue, chatted with her, and drank half a glass of wine.
Zhong Yanyue wanted to cut a piece of cake for him, "This year's cake is different from previous years, try it."
Qin Moling declined: "You don't have to be busy, I won't eat." He drank up the red wine in the glass, "You play, I'm going back."
"Aren't you going to play for a while?"
"I made an appointment with Jian Hang for supper."
Zhong Yanyue couldn't stay any longer. Although she didn't like Jian Hang, she never showed half of it in front of Qin Moling, nor did she connotate Jian Hang.
It's not worth losing Qin Moling as a friend because of the past.
"Then go back quickly," she urged.
Qin Moling only stayed at the birthday party for twenty minutes, exchanging a few pleasantries with familiar people, and then left in a hurry.
At this time, Yin Lin Capital and Jian Hang have not returned yet.
The rest of the team discussed in the bathroom that they should not have to work overtime tonight, and the boss is dressed so grandly, it seems that he has a date.
However, at eight o'clock in the evening, Jian Hang hadn't left the company yet.
Half an hour later, the alarm bell rang, and the name of the alarm bell was: Beware of Sudden Death from Excessive Overtime Work
Jian Hang raised his hand to turn off the alarm, cleared the table and went home.
While waiting for the elevator, Jian Hang took out his mobile phone to scan Moments, and saw three posts of Qin Xing, all of which were photos for his friend's birthday celebration.
She had nothing to do, so she casually clicked on it, tonight's birthday is Zhong Yanyue.
In the birthday celebration photo, she saw Qin Moling's figure.
It turned out that he was not there for business entertainment, but to attend Zhong Yanyue's birthday party.
She has no feelings for the Zhong family sisters, especially Zhong Yanfei, but Zhong Yanyue is Qin Moling's friend, and her friend's birthday should be there. She also has friends of the opposite sex, and Tan Fen is one of them.
If we talk about my birthday tonight, as long as she is free, she will definitely be there.
Thinking of it this way, the faint unexplainable emotion in my heart was slowly digested.
When we arrived at the villa, we parked the car, and Jian Hang went down with his windbreaker and bag.
As soon as I entered the house, another car entered the yard.
I didn't expect him to come back so early.
Just as Jian Hang walked to the stairs, Qin Moling came in and his eyes fell on her.
Jian Hang realized later that she was not wearing a windbreaker after getting off the car, so he should be looking at her skirt.
Qin Moling looked at the slim dress on her body, her makeup today was different from usual, it should be specially dressed up for dinner tonight.
But because of him, the appointment was canceled, which made her busy.
Thinking about it now, she said that she would make an appointment another day, probably because she was afraid that two hours would not be enough for him to deal with the matter, so she simply canceled it so that he could socialize with peace of mind.
He explained: "Today is Zhong Yanyue's birthday, I told me earlier, I forgot."
Jian Hang smiled: "It's okay." It was the date she canceled.
Qin Moling suddenly wanted to make up for that meal, and asked her, "Are you free tomorrow night?"
Jian Hang stepped up the stairs, "A business trip tomorrow afternoon, the project of Wanyue Group."
Qin Moling looked at her straight back, "Then when you come back from a business trip, let's go out for dinner together."
She doesn't know when she will come back from a business trip. This time, she will stay in Sioux City for a month or two.
Jian Hang: "We'll talk about it later."
Back in the bedroom, Jian Hang stood in front of the mirror and looked at the nearly 200,000 skirt on his body from the mirror. He didn't have a meal, so he put the skirt at the bottom of the box inside.
On a business trip tomorrow, she started to pack her luggage.
the next morning.
Before seven o'clock, the driver picked up Lin Xiao, picked up Jian Hang at the villa, and sent them to the high-speed rail station.
During this business trip, Jian Hang brought Lin Xiao with him. Such a big merger and acquisition case gave him a lot of insight.
The driver's car couldn't get into the villa, so Lin Xiao called Jian Hang: "Boss, we're here, we can't get into the villa, we'll wait for you at the door."
"Okay, I'll be there in five minutes." Jian Hang pushed the suitcase out of the bedroom.
There were a lot of things in the suitcase, which were very heavy, so she took the indoor elevator downstairs.
Before Lin Xiao hung up the phone, he said, "I brought you breakfast."
"Thank you." Jian Hang carried the box into the elevator.
Downstairs, just as Qin Moling sat down at the dining table, Aunt Geng came over with tea eggs. Qin Moling peeled the tea eggs for Jian Hang yesterday, she saw it, and put the plate near Qin Moling today .
Aunt Geng didn't stay in the dining room, but turned to work in the kitchen.
Qin Moling looked at the tea eggs on the plate, and had already spoiled her twice. She was going on a business trip again, and she didn't know when she would come back.
He reached out and took the initiative to peel a tea egg.
"Morning." Jian Hang greeted him as usual.
Qin Moling turned his head to look at her, Jian Hang was standing in the aisle in the middle of the dining room, putting on a windbreaker.
"Not eating?" he asked.
Jian Hang: "My colleague brought me breakfast. I'm leaving." She picked up the suitcase and put it down at the door.
Qin Moling looked at the peeled tea egg in the plate, Jian Hang didn't see it when he peeled the egg just now.
He doesn't like boiled eggs, he only eats soft-boiled eggs.
He took this tea egg today and ate it by himself.
In the yard, the sound of delicate high-heeled shoes and the crisp sound of rolling suitcases faded away.
Ever since Jian Hang went on a business trip, the villa was deserted, and Aunt Geng didn't even have the motivation to cook.