"Zhou, what should I do now?" the subordinate asked again.
Zhou Jingcun was unable to recover for a while. In his original plan, it shouldn't have been such a step. Even if he had already arrived at Mo Zhengyan, he would never tolerate this and would not let it go, so he didn't care about the Zhou Suhe Ice City line at all.
In January, things finally happened. Not long ago, the news that the European guys deliberately blocked it made him even more decisive.
Zhou Jingcun is almost right, Zhou Suhe and Mo Zhengyan will be in a deadlock this time. And the result doesn't need to be examined again, it must be Mo Zhengyan who will win. According to the current situation, the power and money are the winners of the Mo family. Whoever will rebel at this time, nor will the Europeans.
Mo Zhengyan really made a move, everything was planned.
But who knows, Mo Zhengyan actually let go in the middle of the journey.
Who knows, Zhou Suhe would even take over and agree.
This is really an unexpected move!
After thinking about it in Zhou Jing's mind, his subordinate asked, "Zhou, do you want to send someone?"
"No need!" Zhou Jingcun flatly refused. It is too late at this moment. Even if we follow up, there will be no more room for maneuver. The contract has been signed!
Zhou Jingcun said immediately, "The other line is tight for me, there can be no difference!"
"Zhou Zhou!" But someone knocked on the door and entered.
"What's the matter!" Zhou Jingcun was a little unhappy, he stared at the subordinates who hurried in.
"Mr. Zhou, just received the news that Mr. Zhou's people have already connected with Switzerland!" the subordinate hurriedly replied.
Zhou Jingcun was stunned. He was sitting on the executive chair, and suddenly he took the scene!
That violent sound shocked the subordinate's heart!
...
In late January, in the hotel where the Ou Lao had scheduled a meeting, they followed Zhou Suhe and Song Qiyue was also by the side. She watched Zhou Suhe and the European guys meet and talk, and watched them have a good time. She watched the contract that had been prepared a long time ago brought, and watched both of them sign and sign, and the contract was scheduled to be completed.
At this moment, everyone's hearts are full of joy, and the project that has been busy for so long is finally signed, who can be unhappy.
Watching Song Qiyue at this moment, she was really relieved, but suddenly she felt very calm.
Zhou Suhe turned around and handed her the documents in his hand.
Song Qiyue reached out and took it, with calm eyes. He looked at her and smiled slightly, and she also smiled slightly.
Everything has results in this smile.
After the project was signed, Ou Lao decided to serve as a reward for everyone, and it was also a landlord’s friendship. Such a great time, but also a moment of joy, how can everyone listen to it, naturally they will stay with each other to the end.
So in the evening, a dinner was opened, and a group of people chatted with each other, and the whole night was naturally good. Today's Zhou Suhe is very bold, and he has had countless cups with the European guys. Du Yu drank even more, one cup after another.
Song Qiyue is also an expert in socializing on weekdays, but today she doesn't need to take care of the scene. Someone has already done it.
"July, come and have a drink." Zhou Suhe said suddenly.
Song Qiyue filled up the wine and greeted him with a glass of wine to congratulate today's project.
After the banquet, the group still did not give up, and went straight to the entertainment club.
That is the prestigious high-end clubhouse in Bingcheng, among the drunken fans, the neon shimmers into one piece.
This night, Xu was happy, and Xu was happy. Du Yu was finally drunk and unconscious, so he was directly carried back to the hotel.
Zhou Suhe had a good amount of alcohol, but he was a little drunk, but his sanity was still a little sober.
Only the most sober one belongs to Song Qiyue.
In the corridor, Johnson and Song Qiyue helped Zhou Suhe to the suite. After opening the door, they helped him sit down on the sofa.
Song Qiyue said, "A Sen, he will leave it to you, so he can sober up and go to sleep."
"I know, Miss July." Johnson answered.
"Su He, sleep well." Song Qiyue replied, Zhou Suhe nodded, and she left.
Johnson poured a glass of water for him, then twisted him with a hot towel and wiped his face. Zhou Suhe took them one by one, which was normal. It's just that in this tranquility, Johnson still noticed something strange, and he couldn't help but ask, "Master Su He, how come you signed the contract this time."
Even Johnson believed in his heart that he was determined not to agree to it, but he agreed with it.
The hot towel was still on his face, warm, and his eyes were also warm. Zhou Suhe took the towel from his hand and handed it back to Johnson. He whispered, "If you sign a contract or not, you must go to Go ahead."
Johnson seemed to understand, but in the end he just responded, "Yes."
In the night, the suite became quiet.
Zhou Suhe sat quietly, remembering Song Qiyue's sentence-don't look back.
Counting the past, whether he really did not look back.
It was that night, when she ran away from his annex in a mess, it was the moment he caught up and stayed.
It was when she left a letter to leave without saying goodbye, leaving without a trace, he rummaged through the entire Haicheng, but could not find her everywhere.
It was the moment when Song Clan encountered a crisis and he had already decided to give up, and he went to find her.
At that moment, he never wanted to look back.
It's just that she said: Suh, I'm married.
I'm married.
It was she who said that, he couldn't, he couldn't.
...
Just after the Oleo signed the contract, the group of them continued to stay to deal with the subsequent issues, but once the Oleo's cooperation, the matter was resolved more quickly. The days flew by, and although it was busy, it was also exciting.
One afternoon, Song Qiyue came to the building again to work, but accidentally ran into Qiao Chenxi again. That is the municipal office building, probably because Song Qiyue's current project also needs to go through the municipal government, and Qiao Chenxi's medical construction also needs to go through the municipal government.
When I met Qiao Chenxi, I also met Shao Fei. Song Qiyue smiled at them, "Hey, you two are here again."
Qiao Chenxi glanced at Shao Fei disgustingly, "Don't connect me to him."
Shao Fei ignored her, took the documents and walked to the department upstairs.
In the office, Song Qiyue yelled, "Sit down and wait a while. There are so many people upstairs, it's probably going to be a line for a while."
Qiao Chenxi sat down, and someone brought tea.
Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "How long are you going to Bingcheng for business trip this time, and when will you go back?"
"Why, don't you worry about your Shao Fei?" Qiao Chenxi was shocked, which surprised Song Qiyue, "I'm not worried about him? Yes, of course."
Qiao Chenxi stared at her, with an inquisitive gaze, "Song Qiyue, shouldn't you be secretly crossing Chencang with Shao Fei!"
"What adjective is this?" Song Qiyue was happy.
"Don't think I don't know. Zheng Yan left a few days ago. He must be uncomfortable with your two eyebrows!" Qiao Chenxi said.
Song Qiyue didn't know where she got this conclusion, but she just found it interesting, "Shao Fei, he really wants to go secretly with someone, and he won't be with me."
"Then who is he going to be with?" Qiao Chenxi asked curiously.
Song Qiyue looked at her and smiled, "You."
Miss Qiao's hands trembled with a word of shock, and the water in the tea cup splashed, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Song Qiyue just laughed, and Qiao Chenxi stopped talking to her about Shao Fei. He just drank tea, and suddenly remembered that he went to the hotel to find Mo Zhengyan for dinner. Later, he signed Shao Fei’s documents and after Shao Fei left. Qiao Chenxi said suddenly, "You and Zheng Yan are really strange, saying the same thing."
"En?" When she heard his name, her eyes condensed, and the light also brightened.
Qiao Chenxi remembered that day when she saw him sitting there looking dull and reading the documents, and couldn't help but mention Song Qiyue and Zhou Suhe as well.
She said: Isn't it just going to do a favor? What's the big deal, she will go if she wants to, won’t it be fine when she comes back? If she doesn't come back, it would be better, Zheng Yan, I'm still there. If it doesn't work, you go and beat that Zhou Suhe, and then take Song Qiyue away.
After listening to her words, Mo Zhengyan laughed.
Seeing his smile, Qiao Chenxi was inexplicable.
Mo Zhengyan said: Chenxi, you are still young, you will understand later.
In the future, you will understand again in the future, how long will it be?
At that time, she asked, he sat in front of her and answered. At this moment, Qiao Chenxi said in front of Song Qiyue, "He said, I will understand when I grow up."
Song Qiyue was startled, and smiled back in a daze.
Qiao Chenxi frowned, and said slightly annoyed, "You two are really annoying."
...
In January in Beicheng, the poplars and kapok on the road just opened up. Looking down from the company building, the road is wide. Only in the distance, you can see the hillside, winding and rolling, intricately stretching to the other end infinitely.
"Mr. Mo." Someone came in, Qi Jian and He Sangsang.
The piles of documents were piled down, and a thick pile was placed. This is North City, not Hong Kong City. Temporary offices are available for work. Liancheng's project is about to be completed, and another project is about to come to an end.
Qi Jian said, "Mr. Mo, Haicheng and Song's projects will start at the end of the last phase. The municipal government will also meet, and the branch will ask you for instructions."
"Go back, I will be there." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"Yes." Qi Jian stepped back.
In front of the desk, Mo Zhengyan continued. He Sangsang delivered a cup of coffee and handed it to his hand. She stood aside and said, "Mr. Mo, there has been a contract signed between Ou Lao and Zhou in Bingcheng, and the payment has arrived.
The contract was signed yesterday, and the payment arrived today. After the approval was confirmed, He Sangsang came to report the news.
Mo Zhengyan heard that there was a faint color on Jun Yan, but there was a little surprise in his eyes, and it faded quickly, just like this, as if it had never existed before.
There was another silence, the clock was ticking, and the slight voice could be heard. He Sangsang couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, can I ask a question."
"Let's talk." Mo Zhengyan said.
"Why do you want to do this?" He Sangsang finally asked, why did he let go in this game of Oulao, and why she was asked to relay Song Qiyue's words.
Ticking.
After the clock went through another circle, Mo Zhengyan spoke slowly, and He Sangsang was taken aback by his low voice.
He said, "I can't force her to death."