As soon as Xu Qiao heard this name, her scalp felt numb as if being pulled by someone. The tingling sensation that had just subsided came back again, and she couldn't help taking a breath.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Lang's tone was tinged with a trace of inconspicuous tension.
"Don't mention that drunk man to me, your scalp hurts!" Xu Qiao replied resentfully.
There was silence on the other side for a while, maybe it was because he was always in a position of indebtedness in this matter, and when he spoke again, Cheng Lang lost some of his high-ranking yin and yang, and gave a soft "oh".
"Isn't the accident all over, what else are we talking about?" When mentioning this matter, the little flame in Xu Qiao's heart flared up again.
"It's over with the police, but it's not over with me. Your brother is a bit lenient."
Xu Qiao raised her eyebrows happily.
Although Cheng Lang's extremely responsible attitude towards women made her very suspicious. He is a giant central air conditioner in terms of the relationship between men and women, but now that the air conditioner is blowing on him, I have to say that he is still a little refreshed.
Thinking about it this way, Zhu Li's conjecture may be right.
Counting it in detail, from running away after flirting, to swearing at her, to getting angry at Li Nianda who made him drunk, Cheng Lang has done too many things for her. It was probably because of her conscience that she attacked the Zhao family for her.
This compensation is quite beautiful, barely enough to relieve her anger.
So she also gave a soft "oh", but after the "oh", she seemed to feel that she was too docile and easy to coax, and said with the thorny edge that she was going to hum him hard in the next second: "Okay, Then you can meet me at the hotel."
In the office, after Cheng Lang hung up the phone, he saw Gao Rui's face full of "old father" emotion.
Facing Cheng Lang's questioning look, Gao Rui waved his hands with a haha: "It's okay, I just saw you smiling."—So I feel that I didn't work hard all night in vain.
"..." Cheng Lang restrained his expression slightly, "It's a day worth celebrating, why don't you smile?"
Gao Ruixin said that he didn't emphasize who he was showing his eyes and brows for, so why did he try to cover it up to avoid suspicion? But after thinking about it, today is indeed a happy day for Cheng Lang.
To discuss in detail the grievances between Qi Cheng's parents' room and the second room's, the back-and-forth between Zhao Baoxing and Xu Qiao is really pediatrics.
Back then, because of the vicious competition provoked by Erfang, the entire Cheng family and even Lanchen were once in turmoil due to long-term internal friction. Cheng Lang's family, as losers, claimed to accompany the old man to recuperate from his illness and moved to England to start a new family. In fact, half of them fled, and half of them were forbearing and giving in.
After the long house retired, the second house's momentum in the country was in full swing. Until three years ago, Cheng Lang's second uncle was in hell due to overworked heart disease. Since then, although he was still the vice chairman in name, he had to retreat behind the scenes to rest and hand over the actual operation rights of the group to In the hands of his son Cheng Jun.
It's just that Cheng Jun is too young and energetic, and he tried to make a big career out of him when he first took office. Considering that department stores and real estate are already sunset industries, and had already reached their peak in the hands of his father, he could no longer use his fists, so he instead turned his attention to the thriving cultural market and planned the dream project with one hand. Island theme park project.
In fact, Cheng Jun's thinking is good, but it's a pity that his eyes are too high and his hands are low, and he shines his eyes on the pot without taking care of what is in the bowl. According to his method of tearing down the east wall to build the west wall, within five years, Lanchen will suffer heavy losses.
Although Mrs. Cheng, who is far away in London, is not in charge anymore, he still sits as the chairman of the board after all, so naturally he can't stand idly by. It just so happened that Cheng Lang had a unique insight in business and agreed with the old man, so the grandparent and grandson hit it off, and that's how Cheng Lang parachuted into Lanchen as the vice president.
However, if, as the outside rumors say, this incident is interpreted as a shame of Cheng’s parents’ house after years of hard work, it’s not a bad idea—in less than a month, the project that my cousin Chunqiu had been dreaming of for two years was killed. Everyone in the group was shocked by Cheng Lang's brutal methods.
If it wasn't for the good sound insulation of the office on the 62nd floor, Gao Rui felt that standing here at this moment, he would probably be able to hear people screaming and jumping crazily on every floor.
Gao Rui smiled: "It's really good to congratulate. Aren't you going to Xifuhui tonight? Mr. Shen and Mr. Jiang should have prepared a celebration banquet for you."
Commercial competition is not an act of Lei Feng who does good deeds without leaving a name. Now that something has been done, it is necessary to generate enough public opinion to expand the influence of the event to build momentum. So as soon as Lanchen's meeting ended, Cheng Lang asked people to spread the news of today's seminar.
Just now Shen Dang and Jiang Fang called to congratulate him and invite him to talk tonight, but he hasn't replied yet.
Cheng Lang glanced at the lively canary by the window, consciously or unconsciously, and shook his head: "Trouble, that kid Jiang Fang is sending a woman over again."
Gao Rui nodded, thinking so too. Shen Dang and Cheng Lang went to the university together in London, and they knew about his hidden disease from the very beginning, but Jiang Fang didn't understand the situation.
On the one hand, Cheng Lang wanted to save face, and on the other hand, he saw that Jiang Fang's mouth had no handle, and he was never willing to say that when he went to a place full of beautiful clothes and temples, he had to play and suffer, so he could save it.
Cheng Lang glanced at his watch: "Depart for Audreyden in a quarter of an hour, prepare your car."
Gao Rui nodded in agreement, and before he left, he had a thought—doesn't there be a woman in Audreyden
But if you ask this question, you will definitely get Cheng Lang's answer "Is the threat of a woman comparable to a group of women", or "Isn't this something Li Nianda committed and had to go if it was not completely resolved?" So he decided Without alarming the person involved, silently kowtow this sweet candy.
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In room 2108 of Audreyden, Xu Qiao is applying blush with a brush in front of the makeup mirror.
To be honest, that stinky man is really not worth her time and effort to put on beautiful makeup, and she is very unwilling to be misunderstood and have inappropriate physical thoughts about him.
But it's been too bleak recently, and the state of no makeup is almost as pale as a dish. After all, rounding up, Cheng Lang would count her as half... Oh, maybe not half, maybe a third of her "ex-boyfriend".
How can a woman lose her identity in front of her ex-boyfriend? Not even a third!
She had to let him see with her own eyes that she had rejected such a peerless cutie who was as beautiful as a fairy!
Xu Qiao resentfully put down the blush brush, looked at the wall clock on the wall, counted her fingers, got up and put on high heels and went out—staying in a hotel and putting on makeup, the motive was too obvious, she had to pretend she had just come back from outside.
Xu Qiao went downstairs in a hurry, wandered around the hotel, and took the time to go around to the main entrance.
Probably business elites have the habit of being punctual, and Zeppelin just happened to come from a distance at the exact time of "an hour later" and parked under the porch.
Xu Qiao turned a blind eye on purpose, and leisurely walked towards the lobby with her handbag in her hand, until she was stopped by Gao Rui's "Miss Xu".
She stopped and looked at him and Cheng Lang with a calm "Oh, you are here".
Cheng Lang buttoned up his suit and walked forward. Halfway through, he caught a glimpse of Gao Rui who was still not moving, and glanced back at him.
Gao Rui clenched his fists and coughed lightly: "Mr. Cheng, I won't go up if I have nothing to do. I didn't sleep for a minute last night. Can you let me catch up in the car?"
Cheng Lang's eyes darkened: You dare.
Gao Rui's eyebrows drooped: I don't need to escort you, Miss Xu won't eat you up, the last time I hugged you was a complete accident!
Cheng Lang's face turned cold: Then come over and be the goalkeeper for me.
Gao Rui followed honestly.
Xu Qiao looked at the two big men's eyebrows in a daze for a long time, and forgot all the lines she had planned. When Cheng Lang walked up to her and asked her where she came from, she was stunned before blurting out an illogical answer : "Ah, shopping."
Cheng Lang really looked at her empty hands, with a slight mistrust in his eyes.
"The clothes of this season are too ugly, and I haven't found anything I like after shopping for a long time!" She felt guilty, pretending to be angry and posing, turning her head and walking towards the elevator.
As a result, when passing by the front desk, a receptionist noticed her and asked with a smile: "Did Miss Xu leave something when she came back so soon? In the future, you..."
Before the lady at the front desk finished expressing her kindness of "you can call the hotel to send it to you in the future", she was stared back by Xu Qiao.
Cheng Lang paused and looked down at her: "Have you been shopping for a long time?"
Xu Qiao gritted her back molars bitterly: "That's right, you haven't learned imaginary numbers, and you don't know how to live like a year?"
Cheng Lang's eyes lingered on the delicate makeup on her face for a moment, then nodded, maintaining his demeanor without removing it.
Xu Qiao led him upstairs with the resentment of being unfavorable. She always felt that this man was suspiciously accusing her of seduction again, so after entering the door, Cheng Lang didn't need to put on a show, and pointed to the door: "Open the door."
Gao Rui immediately complied, shouldering the duties of an NPC and standing at the door.
Xu Qiao threw her mobile phone in the entrance, kicked off her high heels, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Seeing Cheng Lang standing still, she glanced at him and said, "Why, you are born and familiar with me once, and you still want me to sit down?" ?”
After finishing speaking, he remembered that he was a polite gentleman—at least on the surface, he probably wouldn't sit down without getting the word "please", so he lifted his chin in disgust: "Xiao Cheng always please sit down."
Cheng Lang sat down on the sofa on her left, and said straight to the point: "Although the accident has been resolved satisfactorily, I don't think you should be compensated. I'm here to ask, how do you want to deal with it..."
He paused at this point, remembering that she didn't like to hear the name "Li Nianda", so he said instead: "The person who makes you unhappy."
The Chinese culture is extensive and profound. With such a change, the original business-like words immediately become ambiguous. And Cheng Lang didn't know if he talked too much in the company today, his voice was a little hoarse, and when the ending sound fell, there was still a taste of "the domineering president is in love with you, killing and setting fires is up to you".
With these words, even his light brown pupils seemed to be full of genuine affection for a moment.
Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, her originally wanton sitting posture slightly restrained, her feet shrank back, and she murmured: "I know you are capable and can make him have a bad life for the rest of his life, but this is not good for me. It's no good."
Li Nianda is different from Zhao Baoxing.
Watching Zhao Baoxing reap the consequences will give her spiritual comfort. But Li Nianda was not related to her, so she was not so angry at the drunk himself, but more angry at being mistaken for Cheng Lang's girlfriend.
A woman who is clear is always appreciated.
Cheng Lang's expression relaxed a little, and he nodded: "Then do what is good for you."
"For example, ask him to give me more..." Xu Qiao blinked and threw out a rather spiritual "wink", rubbed his thumb and index finger, and made a heartfelt gesture.
"..."
Seeing him suffocated, Xu Qiao explained the truth firmly: "Have you heard of breaking money to eliminate disasters? You see, if he doesn't give me money, you will make him miserable. If you give me money, he won't have to suffer. What a bargain." ah."
It was the first time Cheng Lang heard someone explain "rip off" so freshly and refinedly.
Of course, if money can make her happy, then it couldn't be easier.
He said, "Okay, how much do you need?"
Xu Qiao pointed to her scalp: "How much can I be awarded for my injury according to the law?"
Cheng Lang couldn't bear to be vague and said: "Probably not much." - I don't know if it is enough for a country bumpkin to have a full meal.
"Then is it a bit too much for me to sit on the ground and raise the price?"
"No, that's what you asked for."
The only thing Xu Qiao needs now is money, but it is not good for the lion to open his mouth. It seems that the Xu family is poor and dilapidated, and he looks at the ceiling in embarrassment to count.
Fortunately, Cheng Lang was considerate and said at the right time: "Or I will look at the claim and add more if you think it is not enough."
According to Cheng Lang's concept of money, I'm afraid he will only bring more, not less. Xu Qiao said "whatever" on her face, and she was already smiling in her heart: "Okay, let's make it so."
"Then I'll go back first."
"Wait." Xu Qiao called to stop him when he got up, and said tentatively, "I heard someone say...you offended the Zhao family today?"
He nodded: "Yes."
This firm "yes" seems to be full of the momentum of "yes, I am for you".
Thinking that he acted like Lei Feng and didn't take the initiative to ask her for credit, Xu Qiao spent three seconds persuading her delicate hand, and decided to give him some humanitarian care: "You have a hoarse voice, you fought with someone because of this matter. How long have you been talking, let me pour you a glass of water."
Cheng Lang was about to say that he didn't need to talk about it, but he saw that she had already rushed to the kitchen, so he had to sit back.
Xu Qiao filled the kettle with water and plugged it in, turned around and pressed the phone on the entrance to check the time.
In the end, I saw the WeChat message sent by Zhu Li half an hour ago: "No wonder you are not excited at all. It turns out that he really didn't get angry and become a beauty."
Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, picked up her phone and replied, "What do you mean?"
Zhu Li: "It's spread all over the circle, saying that Cheng Lang took the Zhao family as a knife, and used the topic to make use of it at this afternoon's project seminar to expose his cousin's old background. How can a man who is engaged in business fall in love with brains?"
"..."
Xu Qiao looked at the boiling kettle in front of her, and began to think that the water could not be poured.