In the early 90s, there was only one four-star hotel in Panyu County, and this hotel was equipped with the most high-end villas, each of which was equipped with a small fitness room and swimming pool.

Among them, Fu Qingqing's favorite is the Western-style white villa located on the east side of the villa area, because the swimming pool of that villa is built right between a row of natural weeping willows, and she often likes to look up at the weeping willows and swim in the turquoise pool.

At this time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there was loneliness in the distance, but the white cottage was brightly lit; beside the pool, the rows of weeping willows were swaying under the night breeze, and the blue water turned dark green under the light, which seemed extraordinarily calm and deep.

Song Zhichao waited for an unknown amount of time under the umbrella by the pool, and as soon as Fu Qingqing came to the villa, he left him to take a bath and change clothes, just letting Master Su accompany him on the side.

Master Su, who had a middle head and wore myopia glasses, sat on the side, looking at a copy of the "Book of Horses" brought from Hong Kong, shaking his legs, and occasionally humming two small songs, enjoying himself, basically ignoring Song Zhichao sitting next to him.

The reason why Master Su dared to "treat guests" like this was because he knew the eldest lady's mind very well, so he was lukewarm to Song Zhichao, had no tea or water, and did not ask what he needed, completely ignoring him.

On the other hand, Song Zhichao, who is regarded as a transparent person, is still calm, sitting under the parasol with a cigarette, listening to the wind, admiring the pond water, weeping willows, and starry sky...... His serious appearance made Master Su, who peeked at him, a little surprised: "What the hell, what's so beautiful about these scenes?"

"Lao Su, I heard that Miss Fu and her husband met in Cambridge, England, and the process was very romantic, just like Xu Zhimo's poem, I left gently, just as I came gently; I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky. The golden willow on the bank of the river is the bride in the sunset; The beautiful shadow in the sparkling waves ripples in my heart......"

After a pause, Song Zhichao pointed to the weeping willow next to the pool and said, "Old Su, don't you think this scene fits this poem very well?"

Master Su was reading the "Book of Horses", and suddenly heard Song Zhichao chanting poetry, and then heard him call himself "Lao Su" familiarly, and asked himself again, so he subconsciously said: "Well, it's really --- no wonder the eldest lady likes this villa!" blurted out, and saw Fu Qingqing at the door of the villa, staring at him with a black line on his face.

Master Su was so frightened that he hurriedly raised the "Ma Jing" to cover his face, and scolded Song Zhichao angrily in his heart: "Hit the street!

It turned out that Song Zhichao deliberately said this to Master Su when he saw Fu Qingqing come out, and Master Su, a brainless guy, was fooled again.

"Miss Fu, you've finally come out!" Song Zhichao stood up politely as if nothing had happened, stepped on the cigarette he was holding on the ground, and greeted Fu Qingqing with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Fu Qingqing walked over, with a fragrance of shampoo after bathing, in addition, there was a faint fragrance of Lancôme perfume, which made Song Zhichao couldn't help but sniff and show a hint of enjoyment.

You must know that as a person who has come over, Song Zhichao's taste for women is not low, in addition to his appearance and temperament, Song Zhichao values the taste of women the most.

For women, there are some excellent women, such as the legendary Qianlong Emperor's concubine Xiangfei, who has a body fragrance that can make men unable to give up, in addition, many women have to use perfume, rouge and other items to add their charm.

But perfume is also divided into high and low, good perfume can be found but not sought, such as the famous Chanel, Lancôme, Hermes, etc., cheap perfume rotten street, you just need to shuttle through the streets and alleys of Panyu, those vulgar powders are used in such a big road.

For Song Zhichao, the smell of cheap perfume is a blasphemy against his nose, while the smell of Fu Qingqing's body is a kind of enjoyment.

At this time, Song Zhichao's appearance was seen by Fu Qingqing, and he was disgusted again.

It can be said that Song Zhichao's unobstructed and unscrupulous "reverence" made Fu Qingqing, who is usually accustomed to being sought after by everyone, feel very uncomfortable from the inside out.

"Miss, you came out, I ...... just now" Master Su couldn't pretend not to see it anymore, and hurriedly got up, hid the horse scripture behind his back, and began to explain.

"You don't have to say, go into the house. Fu Qingqing ordered him,

"Come in, but I ......"

Fu Qingqing glared at him.

Master Su softened, "Okay, I'll go into the house first--- you can just call me if you have something to do, I'll be inside, you remember." After speaking, he looked at Fu Qingqing's face pitifully, and like an abandoned puppy, he turned around step by step and walked into the villa.

Outside, there were only two people left, Song Zhichao and Fu Qingqing.

At this time, Fu Qingqing spoke, staring at Song Zhichao and said, "Okay, now I want to talk to you." ”

......

"I have to say that tonight's dance show in the dance hall is the most exciting show I have ever seen. Fu sat under the parasol with a light posture and said to Song Zhichao slowly, "You are very attentive and worthy of the position of general manager, so now I recognize your ......"

Song Zhichao looked at Fu Qingqing and did not speak with a smile.

Fu Qingqing had to add: "Do you know what I mean by this?"

"I know, Miss Fu means that she wants to treat me as her own, right?"

Fu Qingqing smiled: "You are really a smart person." ”

"I'm sorry. Song Zhichao said, "My manager was given by Mark, not Miss Fu." ”

This was a little hurtful, and Fu Qingqing's face immediately darkened.

Song Zhichao continued: "To tell the truth, there are three reasons why I made it so grand and grand tonight. First, of course, you are welcome to visit the dance hall, second, I want to tell Miss Fu that Brother Mark has been doing very well in this shop, and it will be even better in the future; third, and most importantly, is to help Miss Fu --- practice!"

Song Zhichao deliberately said the word "practice" very heavily and abruptly, and Fu Qingqing immediately heard the meaning.

"What do you mean?"

"That means that Brother Mark wants to take this dance hall down, and I hope that the eldest lady can fulfill him!" After speaking, Song Zhichao took out a document contract from the briefcase he was carrying, and presented it to Fu Qingqing very solemnly.

Fu Qingqing took the contract and opened it to look at it.

The content of the contract is very straightforward: Mark (Mr. Zhang Tiezhu), as the manager of Caesars Cabaret, is willing to bid 1 million yuan to buy Caesars Caesars from Miss Fu Qingqing.

Fu Qingqing smiled after reading the acquisition contract.

She held the contract between her two onion fingers and threw it back to Song Zhichao like garbage, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth: "I'm sorry, I don't want to!" Immediately, the contract fell to the ground lightly.