Chapter Twenty-Three: Killing
Cheng Cheng cut off her words, "Childish." β
"Childish?" Yan Zhiqiu on the other end of the phone let out a mocking laugh, "You're not afraid of my naivety, right?" β
"Don't you think it's naΓ―ve to do so many things that hurt people?"
"I can't spend my father's money in a few lifetimes, and if I can hurt you with this, I will be happy; If it hasn't hurt you, then ...... See you next week at Lifeng Real Estate? β
Cheng Cheng pursed her lips, Yan Zhiqiu was forcing her.
"If you don't come, I will go to the Zhou family to greet Miss Anxin, whom you have been protecting."
Before she had time to think about it, she blurted out, "Okay." β
Putting down the phone, Cheng Cheng tried his best to stabilize his feelings and smiled at the two subordinates who looked nervous, "Don't be nervous, go and sort out the information of Lifeng Real Estate and send it to my office, I will personally be responsible for Lifeng's order." β
"Okay." Owen and the marketing manager looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that Mr. Cheng was going to make a move.
Not long after returning to the office, Ouyang Feng ran in in a hurry.
"Boss, boss, I have a client waiting for you to meet."
"What customer?" Cheng Cheng asked without raising his head, and his eyes did not leave Lifeng's information at all.
"Lin Gongzi of Dazhong Group."
Dazhong Group? Cheng Cheng raised his head, his gaze fell on the dazzling diamond stud earring in Ouyang Feng's left ear, and asked thoughtfully: "Did you go racing with Lin Gongzi in the name of documentary again?" β
Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched his earrings, only to understand the meaning of his cousin Ouyang Rui's words to him. "Wow, what a boss, you can see the mystery from just one earring?"
The corners of his lips hooked, and Cheng Cheng's gaze turned back to the information, "I heard Ouyang Rui say that every time you drag race, you must bring the earrings that have been lit in Lingyin Temple." I'm going to be very busy, so you can go to Owen for dinner. β
"Don't refuse, boss," Ouyang Feng grimaced, lying on the table and said pitifully, "My brother just brought back two new cars from Europe, and I couldn't help but go racing for a while." But I'm a drag racing worker, you see this list has been negotiated, isn't it? β
After flipping through the fingers of the information, Cheng Cheng looked up at him, "I heard that Yan Zhiqiu spent his blood money on the list with Dazhong, why did Dazhong suddenly give you the list?" β
Lin Rui just took over this piece, maybe he didn't believe in the conditions given by Yan Zhiqiu, so he ...... Reached out to me and said I wanted to work with us. Ouyang Feng's fierce pupils flashed with color. He was restraining himself so as not to be too revealing.
"Is it that simple?"
"It's very simple," Ouyang Feng exclaimed with a bitter face, "But now because I'm not very familiar with my business, I have to work hard to help me fill the scene, and then sign the bill by the way." β
Xu was in a good mood after seeing Ouyang Feng finally talk about the list, Cheng Cheng was rarely aroused with a little interest, and slowly raised his head, "Time, place?" β
"SSCC Clubhouse, twelve o'clock at noon today."
Twelve? Cheng Cheng subconsciously looked at his watch, "It's 11 o'clock, can you book a place?" β
"Hehe," Ouyang Feng covered his mouth, laughter leaking out of his fingers, "Of course I can't book it...... I borrowed your name though......"
Cheng Cheng was stunned, looking at him as if he was looking at a visitor from outside the sky, "You...... Can you not be so unkind? β
"Alas, who told me when I first joined the company that you said that you should not be polite to you if you have something? It's all because I'm naturally too trusting in people, but next time I'll definitely learn to be polite...... "It's weird."