At the Hilton Hotel, the leader of the cleaning team is one of Qin Guan's personal tax filing customers, and gossip is a favorite of Chinese and American women. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For them, every plant and tree in the Hilton Hotel is under their control, not to mention the large-scale replacement of decorations, such a large and tedious work?

The two women have their own ghosts, and each other's price has reached the limit of a psychological price that both parties can accept.

At this time, Cong Nianwei stepped on Qin Guan very casually as she had instructed when she went out.

Qin Guan, who was summoned, was originally looking at the newspaper as if no one was on the side, but at this time, he suddenly looked in the direction of Hilton, showing his first smile after coming here, and then Shi Shiran stood up from the sofa.

"You talk slowly, don't worry, I'll go and see the pantry, hasn't Lan Jin cleaned up after so long? It's just so incompetent. ”

"Oh, oh!"

Hilton, who was still arguing with each other, was caught off guard by this warm smile. Instantly fell into a state of dementia again.

But Cong Nianwei behind her was very cunning and filled in a new price on the list.

"Hilton, what do you think of the price? Isn't it more appropriate than the match just now? ”

Hilton, who was interrupted by Cong Nianwei's words, reluctantly turned his head and looked at the freshly baked price list, but he couldn't calm down.

"Well, I'll take a look...."

Before the quotation at hand could be read carefully, the small door leading to the pantry was pushed open by Qin Guan again.

"Lan Jin's kid in the summer is still boiling water to make tea, I think you must not like it."

"Well, there's the turtle jelly he boiled from the health care Chinese medicine doctor I got from the health care Chinese medicine yesterday in the refrigerator, and I don't know if you can get used to eating it at Hilton."

"But this is my family's great love."

Hilton saw Qin Guan with a smile on his face at this time, and even the piece of paper in his hand didn't seem to be so important.

"What is Turtle Jelly? Oriental refreshments? I think I'm willing to try....uh~~"

Halfway through the flattering words, the tray in Qin Guan's hand was placed in front of the eyes of the two girls.

Very good! It's powerful!

Hilton realized that the pile of small plates and bowls in front of her was very beautifully arranged, but she had no idea what was in them.

That so-called turtle jelly can't be this black-looking thing, right?

Cong Nianwei on the opposite side seemed to see Hilton's embarrassment, squeezed her eyes hard at Qin Guan, and then looked at the quotation in her hand.

On the other side, Qin Guan rolled his eyes helplessly, and began to introduce it with all kinds of reluctance and impatience.

And while he spoke, the movements under his hands did not stop.

He gently picked up the trembling, crystal clear turtle jelly in the palm-sized celadon bowl, and then pointed to the remaining small plate with his slender fingers and spoke.

"What I have in my hand is one of the favorite snacks of Chinese women, turtle jelly, in addition to its good taste, it also has the effect of nourishing yin and dryness, cooling blood and detoxifying."

"It's the best snack to cool down in the summer, and the turtle jelly in my hand is not an ordinary product in a Chinese supermarket, and you are blessed today."

"The Chinese medicine master in Chinatown, oh, that is, the new client of my accounting firm, specially prepared a thank you gift for Cong Nianwei, you must try it today."

"I don't know what flavor you like?" Qin Guan's fingers followed his introduction, pointing to each disc one by one.

"This is traditional honey, this is condensed milk, this is coconut milk, all of which can be used to stir and season, and of course, there are some red beans that are boiled quite hot, and sugar osmanthus, which can be mixed according to your preferences."

Hilton followed Qin Guan's introduction and watched the movements of his beautiful fingers, but he became more and more obsessed.

"You got it for me, everything is delicious..."

The kid is hopeless......

Cong Nianwei on the opposite side shook her head, poured honey on the turtle jelly, and sat opposite with a small spoon and ate it beautifully.

Qin Guan on the side mixed red beans, honey and coconut milk with a black line to Hilton, hoping that such a rich taste could hide the bitterness of eating this food for the first time.

And when Hilton took the small bowl handed over by Qin Guan, he knew that he was too worried, and the girl opposite only stared at his face without blinking, and ate a full bowl of turtle jelly in three or two bites.

You ask her how it tastes?

How did she know, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, it was gone in an instant.

"Is it delicious?"

The chick nodded like rice.

And then there is the brightest smile in the world.

The corners of Qin Guan's eyes were bent, but his eyes were so smooth, but his eyebrows were so moist and clear.

Let this cool summer also soften a little.

As soon as Cong Nianwei saw that her plan had succeeded, she couldn't help but turn her attention again.

"How? This ultimate solution? ”

"Well, if there were no major problems with the procurement department, I couldn't think of a week that our legal counsel would be handing over the contract."

Hilton no longer cares about her, the current price is close to the original psychological price, and she doesn't have too much energy to continue arguing with Cong Nianwei about these two dates.

Because she had more important things to discuss with Qin Guan, in addition to the things that she had originally said about handing over the accounting work of the New York Hilton Hotel to Qin Guan's company.

When Cong Nianwei, who was opposite, was satisfied with putting away the gallery's materials, Hilton finally mustered up the courage to say the purpose of her trip.

"Mr. Qin Guan, I have a reluctant request here, I don't know if you can agree, of course, if this matter needs to be contacted with your agent in the later stage, I have no opinion."

Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan on the opposite side were stunned, and said that they would go to the Hilton Hotel to talk about other businesses next? How did this come in with another incident in the middle of the process?

"That's right, I don't know if you remember, but over there at the Hilton Art Market, there was a painter who handed you a business card?"

"I don't know who you're talking about? In fact, every time I pass through this street, I get a lot of strange business cards. ”

Qin Guan, who was questioned, helplessly pointed his finger in the direction of the box in the corner of the table: "Well, those are all business cards I received, and I haven't replied to any of them." (To be continued.) )