The taxi travels through the bustling city A and comes to the rich area in the north of the city, which is also a famous tourist scenic spot, Luoxia Lake.

Under the sunset, the vast Luoxia Lake, the water waves are sparkling, and the surrounding national forest park covering an area of nearly one million square meters is lush and green, and the chic and gorgeous villas are scattered in the forest park. The pavilions, water pavilions, and flowers on both sides of the winding road are all pleasing to the eye.

The entire city of A has added countless auras because of Luoxia Lake.

"Just stop after the seventieth." Looking out the window, Xu Hehe commanded the driver.

The driver looked at her enviously, all of them who can live here are powerful and wealthy, especially the more they go inside, the more prominent they are, the villa after the forty can already be called a manor, but I didn't expect to live in the seventy.

The taxi passed through the villas of different styles and stopped at the gate of the pure white baroque villas, where the thick roses swayed on the walls, and the breeze blew through the fragrance of the flowers.

After paying the money, Xu Hehe told the driver to wait for her for a while, and he would come out soon, and there was no taxi in the luxurious villa area.

Walked to the door and rang the doorbell, and soon, the door slowly opened, and the middle-aged housekeeper combed her hair in a meticulous bun and took a young male bodyguard to perform a standard bow, always with a standard smile of three points; "Welcome Miss Xu."

Xu Hehe's lips were lightly raised, and he looked at the housekeeper with a smile, "How is the white housekeeper lately?" ”

The white butler lowered his head and eyes, blocked the surprise in his eyes in time, and said softly; "Miss Toxu cares." Five years ago, he obviously left with such a strong hatred, but now he can hide it so well, at least he is smarter than five years ago, and he has learned to endure.

"Mr. Fu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xu Hehe frowned slightly, and a deep disgust flashed under his eyes, there were too many bad memories of what happened here at the beginning.

Watching Xu Hehe disappear into the gate, not far away, in the driver's seat of a black Bugatti Veyron, the cold man stared at the gate of Villa 70 tightly.

Qi Che lit a cigarette irritably and took a hard puff. Time passed slowly, and the cigarette butts outside the car window accumulated more and more, until it was dark, Xu Hehe walked from the gate.

The movements are stiff and the expression is haggard.

Qi Che was stabbed to the point by her appearance, his eyes were scarlet, he stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and the sports car with superior performance drove by at a gallop, bringing a roar.

Xu Hehe, you are so good, you are ruthless, you are so ruthless.

The twilight was dark, the conference room 13 was brightly lit, and many executives waited for hours on end, but no one complained.

The heavy door suddenly opened, and everyone's spirits were shaken.

Qi Che walked in with a steady step, and some of the original whispers disappeared immediately, and the huge space was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

The sharp eyes swept over everyone seated, and the most slugging fell on Yan Chuqing, and the sword eyebrows were slightly raised.

After sitting down in the first place, Qi Che knocked his right hand on the conference table rhythmically, and his voice was low and unexpectedly good.

Those who know him know that this is a sign that he is in an extremely bad mood.

Leng Yunfeng and Hao Lianfei glanced at each other, and they all saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes.

"The twentieth of this month is Meng Yao's birthday, and the public relations department and general affairs department are in charge, with the assistance of the group's hotel and catering companies. I give you ten days to prepare, and it must be solemn but warm. ”

The cello-like voice is low and melodious, but the words are sharp and percussive in everyone's heart.

Everyone present looked surprised and had different expressions, when did the president spoil a woman like this? It was a surprise.

Some people speculated in their hearts that Miss Fu had been the president for five years and finally turned 100 steels into finger wrappers, and it seemed that Mrs. Qi's title was none other than Miss Fu.

Yan Chuqing held the folder in his hand tightly, looking at Qi Che's eyes like crying, he specially celebrated her birthday last year, and only gave her a birthday, which attracted countless envy, jealousy and hatred. This year, let the entire group help Meng Yao celebrate her birthday? After all, she can't compare to Fu Mengyao? No, the only thing Fu Mengyao is better than her is that she has a richest father.