The place where Cheng Xin's reservation was made was in a western restaurant in the embassy district, which I had never been to before. mianhuatang [marshmallow novel]

I was half an hour later than the agreed time because of the traffic jam, and I called him, and he said that he was already waiting for me inside. It's a French restaurant with an exotic setting, with waiters in black uniforms and white shirts carrying sterling silver trays between tables.

There was a small stage in the restaurant, four handsome foreign guys playing the violin were playing soothing music, and every waiter was polite, and I walked to the quaint coffee-colored glass door, and a waiter wearing gloves helped me open the door, and said, "Miss, please." Do you have a reservation? Or is it a person? ”

"A friend came first." I whispered.

"What table is it?" He asked in a low voice.

"Number 16." I quoted the table number.

"Please come with me." He whispered, and then walked in front of me on the right to lead the way, only a step and a half away from me, which made me feel not suppressed and urgent, but also not lost.

Before I could get to the table, Cheng Xin had already stood up from his position and waved to me with a smile. I walked over and sat down, and said, "I'm sorry, the traffic jam is too strict, and I'm a little late." ”

"It's okay, it's a pleasure to wait for the lady." After saying that, he raised his hand and asked the waiter for two menus, put one in front of me and said, "This dish tastes good, depending on what you like to eat." ”

"Thank you." I smiled and thanked and took over the menu.

Cheng Xin's actions today make me feel that he has no connection with He Liancheng, because He Liancheng is quite disgusted with Western food, and he would rather eat Ma Xiao on Gui Street than eat Western food seriously. In his words, our stomachs and intestines are not adapted to Western food with knives and forks. If you have to eat, it's just for entertainment, and you will never take the initiative to eat.

The Western restaurant is like this, with the quiet back flowing with soothing music, and the waiters in uniforms and whispering softly, making you feel that you have received the greatest respect.

I didn't taste the food, but I knew that I was very reserved during the whole process.

Cheng Xin sat across from me with graceful demeanor, savoring the food with great care, occasionally looking up and gossiping a word or two. Regarding cooperation, he didn't mention it, and it was inconvenient for me to talk non-stop when he was doing the east, just a simple sentence and put it down.

When the meal was over, he picked up a snow-white napkin and wiped his hands, and then motioned to the waiter to serve a small dessert and coffee.

"I had a brief chat with my colleagues in the promotion department before I came out. [Marshmallow Mianhuatang is updated quickly, the website page is refreshing, there are few ads, no pop-up windows, I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]" he took a sip of water, cleared his throat and said.

"Oh, what's the problem?" I leaned forward slightly and asked humbly.

"There's no problem, and now everyone is happy with your company's ideas, and the only thing that disagrees is the price. There's a company that's about the same level of creativity as yours, and the price is only about 70 of yours. Cheng Xin said directly.

"So, what is your rating for price?" I asked.

If the price goes down, we can only lose money and make money, I have a group of employees to support, and this kind of business really can't be accepted. I have a bottom line, and cooperation with a profit of less than 5% would rather give up. Don't want to waste time where margins are thinnest.

Each company's business policy is different, my main purpose is to do it seriously, and strive to do my best to promote it for customers when the profit is guaranteed.

"Thirty percent." Cheng Xin said.

"That's a pretty high percentage." I was suddenly a little sad, and I was stupid enough to put my hope in someone I had no relationship with.

"Yes, but when I voted at that time, I voted for you, and I should be able to win more support for you, but this company is not a word, and in the end, it depends on the comprehensive score of each department." Cheng Xinyan is sty and serious.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and there were thin faint lines at the corners of his eyes.

"Thank you." I'm busy.

"You're welcome, I'm hearsay, I know that something is wrong with your business, and now the funds may be a little tight?" He asked.

"Nope." I immediately denied it.

In front of the partner, if it is revealed that there is a problem with their own capital chain, the possibility of cooperation is zero. Now, whoever it is is not betting on a company that may flop.

"No, I don't mean anything else. Red Sun is expected to spend 10 million on publicity next year, which is a lot of money, and it is not so easy to do it. I have a few friends who are running companies, and each of them has a small annual publicity expenditure of one million, let me introduce it to you, and see if you can take a few orders to ease your current situation. Cheng Xin knew that his words had misunderstood me, so he immediately explained.

"Thanks, not for now." I flatly refuse.

Since all my clients have used the same simple but effective method, the subsequent clients want to talk about cooperation, not only by being introduced.

"I don't mean anything else, it's inevitable that there will be some problems in the early days of entrepreneurship." He continued.

I smiled wryly, the early days of entrepreneurship? I was past the early days of entrepreneurship two years ago. It would be far-fetched to use this reason now.

The Chinese pay attention to the tree and enjoy the coolness, which is definitely the golden rule.

"Thanks, I really don't need to do it for the time being." I don't want to explain too much.

Cheng Xin insisted for a while, and then no longer mentioned this topic, but said: "Red Sun's project, I'm helping you fight for it again." ”

"Thank you." This time, I would like to express my sincere gratitude, after all, a lot of energy has been put into this project.

Coming out of the restaurant, I resolutely refused what he wanted to offer, and walked around in the cold wind with my shoulders crossed. It's winter now, and the night wind in the imperial capital is dry and cold, blowing like a knife on your face.

I looked up at the sky, it was pitch black, and the street lamps projected leafless branches onto the blue brick walls on either side, looking like a demon with teeth and claws on such a cold night.

After twenty minutes of walking down this alley, I came to the intersection of the main road, ready to reach out to stop the car. The night wind hit my red and swollen eyes, and I was half-squinted in pain.

Crying can't solve the problem, and if you use it as a channel to vent, you have to put it away quickly, otherwise it's too hypocritical.

It was about the remote location that I waited for more than ten minutes, but I still didn't wait for an empty car. Just as I was stamping my feet and about to walk a little further, Cheng Xin's car came in the opposite direction, turned around and stopped beside me at the intersection.

He opened the window, leaned over and said, "Come on, I didn't see a taxi all the way over." ”

"Thank you." I was a little stuffy from the cold, so I immediately pulled the door and got into the car.

Thinking that I did it myself, why did I refuse him to send me so firmly just now? Now it's okay, I did it once, I almost froze into a bad cold, and then I still got into his car.

When Cheng Xin parked the car in front of my house, I opened the door and asked, "Do you want to go in and sit for a while?" ”

After saying this, I can't wait to slap myself, obviously I want to go back to accompany the child early, why invite him in?

"Doesn't it affect your children's rest?" He asked a little hesitantly.

"The kids aren't home today." I couldn't just withdraw the invitation when someone else was polite, so I had to take it as I could.

"Okay, then." He was no longer polite, pulled the door down and followed me into the house.

Today is different from last time, Shen Mo took the children to Wumingju and said that I would go over and pick them up after I went home, and as soon as my head was dizzy, I let Cheng Xin in.

When I entered the house, I looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already a quarter past nine, and I would stay for twenty minutes at most, and I would have to pick up the children before ten o'clock.

"You sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea." I put my things in the cabinet and motioned for him to sit down on the couch.

"Okay, thanks." He said politely.

I started from the kitchen [hot, door. Small--said. After boiling the water and making the tea, I saw that he was sitting in front of the coffee table with a material and looking at it, and when he heard the sound of me coming out, he looked up at me with a strange expression on his face.

I didn't know what to do, so I brought the tea, put it in front of him, and said, "I'm so busy, I have to look at Wen Jiàn to smoke this little effort?" ”

"It's not." He shook his head and said, "It's so strange to see this thing here. ”

I still didn't understand what he said, so I glanced at the materials in his hand from the angle he handed over, and I almost flew nine days away.

In his hand, it was the medical record that Shen Mo had spent a lot of money and connections abroad to get back!

His medical records, in my hands, are indeed the most terrifying thing in the world!

"This ......" I didn't know how to explain, I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I was a step too late, he shrank his hand back and asked, "Can you explain it?" ”

My mind is in a mess, how can I explain that? I accidentally picked it up? How can I be so good at picking up! Truth be told, wouldn't that break my plans again and force him to rethink the not-so-entirely rosy past. The most important one is that if he has nothing to do with He Liancheng, I violate others like this, and the consequences are extremely severe. In particular, he is not a Chinese national!

"That's a long story." As I spoke, I wondered how I would have to weave this thing in the future. On second thought, I still haven't found the right reason. How can I say that others will believe this, and what I got is all his medical records since the car accident, including skin grafts from various seriously injured parts.

"It's okay, I have time to listen." Cheng Xin's tone was very cold, and he already had obvious anger.

Yes, whoever finds himself observed, will not get angry, and the most annoying thing for people is the feeling of being observed as a thing.

"Why, didn't you make up a reason?" He asked again coldly.

I finally gave up the courage to resist and make up nonsense under his momentum, I raised my head, looked him in the eye, took a deep breath and said, "Everything I say next is true, as for whether you believe it or not, it depends on your own judgment." ”

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