The light birdsong outside the window woke Lu Jing up. When I opened my eyes, the scenes of last night floated in my mind, and I was refreshed. Beside him, Tang Shijing slept on a white pillow. The face of the beautiful beauty is slightly flushed.

After a night of madness, she was tired from thinking about it. Lu Jing gently pecked Tang Shijing's charming face, ready to get up. Tang Shijing was woken up by Lu Jing, his eyes were hazy, and he grabbed Lu Jing's arm with attachment, "Jing, sleep with me for a while." ”

"Okay." Lu Jing smiled and held Tang Shijing in his arms.

Temperatures in the Yellow Sea at the end of May are comfortable. Covering the air conditioner with a quilt is sufficient. Neither Lu Jing nor Tang Shijing wore pajamas. The skin is as warm as the fragrance of nephrite, and the great beauty is very comfortable to hold in her arms.

Tang Shijing adjusted a comfortable posture and fell asleep in Lu Jing's arms. When I woke up again, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Jing, are you tired?" Tang Shijing hooked a touching smile at the corner of his mouth, and took Lu Jing's hand away from under her neck. A gentle and sweet kiss in his heart. The satisfaction of getting what you want comes from the bottom of my heart.

Lu Jing's skin was smooth, his muscles were well-proportioned, and he held it like a marble. She's a little obsessed.

"Not tired." Lu Jing's hands and arms were a little stiff and numb. smiled, stroking Tang Shijing's black and silky hair. The kiss of Tang Shijing is gentle and has the charm of a mature woman, with the same charm as old wine. However, last night it was exposed. Many postures had to be "taught" by him himself.

Get up tenderly and sweetly. Tang Shijing inevitably took advantage of Lu Jing, but he couldn't resist Lu Jing's disturbance, and he hugged Lu Jing in every way. The incense-milk pressed against his chest and begged for mercy: "Jing." I'm swollen underneath. ”

Lu Jing was so teased by this sentence that he almost wanted to press this big beauty like a royal sister under him and taste her style again.

Where did Tang Shijing want to beg for mercy, it backfired, and he shyly put on white pajamas. Ducked out of the master bedroom.

After getting up, after washing, I drove to have breakfast in the Jinlou away from the Ink Qingyuan. Tang Shijing drove Lu Jing to meet her mother.

This is what was agreed last night.

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Tang Shijing's mother, Song Weiping, lives in the upscale Roland Garden, near the Huanghai City Gymnasium.

The red Maserati president of Tang Shijing slowly drove into the garden-like community and stopped in front of the three buildings.

Swiped the card through the access control, Tang Shijing took Lu Jing's hand and walked into the elevator with a white handbag, "I often come to see my mother." There's her keycard here. Lu Jing, are you nervous? Tang Shijing tilted his head and looked at Lu Jing with a smile.

She wears an elegant yellow midi skirt in a stylish style. The yellow color makes her look bright and moving, and she lacks some of her usual cold and glamorous temperament. Long, straightened hair spilled down his shoulders. With the delicate charm of a daughter. Look like a million dollars.

"A little." Lu Jing said with a smile. See the parents for him. It's just an exam question. Obviously, Tang Shijing's father, Tang Lunyu, had already passed. If Shijing's mother objected to the matter between the two, it would be a little troublesome.

After all, he still didn't want to affect the relationship between Tang Shijing and her mother.

"Ding-dong." Tang Shijing rang the doorbell and turned his head to smile encouragingly at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing nodded and took a deep breath.

The delicate and thick door opened, and out came an old woman of medium height, about sixty years old, with gray hair, and a faint glimpse of her former beauty. smiled and said: "Shijing, I calculated the time and you should come." Oh, that's what you said about Xiao Lu, right? Come on in. ”

Song Weiping glanced at Lu Jing, not very satisfied with his ordinary appearance. Her daughter is the phoenix of men. The man you are looking for can't be too bad in all respects.

Lu Jing smiled bitterly in his heart, and said with a smile: "Thank you, aunt." ”

"Mom..."Tang Shijing naturally knew what his mother was thinking, and his long tone was coquettish. Holding his mother in one hand. Holding Lu Jing's hand in one hand, they entered the house together.

"Lu Jing. You can sit down for a while. Tang Shijing threw the white handbag on the sofa and hugged his mother's shoulders into the kitchen to do ideological work.

Lu Jing looked at the small three-bedroom apartment. Although there is no air of wealth. There is still a restrained luxury. For example, the landscape painting of Xu Wei in the Ming Dynasty on the wall in the middle of the living room is very low-key. Eighty percent of the original products are in Song Weiping's collection room. The value is expected to be no less than 10 million.

Song Weiping is Tang Analect's second wife. and Tang Lunyu had a son and a daughter. Tang Shijing's elder brother Tang Yubo is a man, almost forty years old and mediocre, and often asks Tang Shijing to help him clean up the mess.

Lu Jing has not seen Tang Yubo until now.

I don't know what Tang Shijing told Song Weiping about Lu Jing. Song Weiping's attitude was much better after she came out of the room, and she said with a smile: "Xiao Lu, Shijing has been very picky since childhood, I have left the ingredients for a dish, you can make a dish at noon today." ”

Lu Jingweizheng never thought that the exam question would be a dish. It's really hard for him. Noodles, porridge, he will. He doesn't know much about stir-frying. Seeing Tang Shijing winkling behind her mother, she smiled and agreed, "Okay, aunt." ”

Lu Jing wore an apron into the kitchen, looked around, and became familiar with the environment. After a while, Tang Shijing followed in and chuckled: "I asked you not to agree, why did you agree?" ”

Lu Jing was stunned again, "No, Shijing, I thought you asked me to agree first." "It would have been wrong.

Tang Shijing smiled: "Don't expect me to help. I can be considered a first-class foodie, but I'm not a chef. ”

Lu Jing felt a little like crying without tears, and waved his hand, "Yes, you go out first, I'll just fry it." ”

Tang Shijing withdrew with a picturesque smile. Actually, she wasn't worried about Lu Jing messing up. She only said one sentence to her mother: Her father's evaluation of Lu Jing was higher than Yu Wenchang's. Although her mother divorced her father a long time ago, she was disconnected. There have been contacts over the years. And I admire my father's vision very much.

The ingredients prepared by Song Weiping are three threads. Classic yellow sea vegetables. Lu Jing won't at all. After pondering, mix the shredded pork, shredded chicken breast, and shredded winter bamboo shoots together, fry them, put the seasoning, and then get out of the pot. At this time, I found that Tang Shijing was at the door of the kitchen, smiling and taking pictures of him with his mobile phone.

Watching Lu Jing bring out the dishes around the apron, Tang Shijing felt a faint sense of warmth in his heart. Life is actually wealth, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea. It would be great if Lu Jing could cook for her and the two of them every day. Thinking about that kind of life made her feel intoxicated.

It's just that. Lu Jing's stage is not in her kitchen, and Lu Jing's time is not just for her.

"Auntie. I didn't make this dish. Please bear with me. "In the restaurant, there are already four or five dishes on the table. Lu Jing said when he brought the food.

The three of them sat down to eat. Song Weiping tasted a chopstick, four different buckles, three wires. nodded with satisfaction, "It's cooked, and the seasoning is not bad." Xiao Lu, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook, the key is to be willing to have a good attitude towards the Book of Poetry. Your table is good today. ”

Her daughter told her about Lu Jing's situation, and she had already agreed most of them in her heart. I didn't expect Lu Jing to cook the dishes. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar can also be distinguished. It is rare that the person in charge of Hehua has a very good attitude, which makes her look at Lu Jing quite pleasing to the eye.

Lu Jing smiled and didn't speak.

Eating vegetables and gossiping. The sun fell on the balcony. The light in the restaurant was bright. After eating, I sat for a while, and the part-time workers came to work to clean up the dishes. Lu Jing and Tang Shijing left together. The elevator descends slowly from 20 arms.

Tang Shijing snuggled on Lu Jing's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Why do you call my father Uncle Tang and my aunt?" ”

Lu Jingdao: "My dad is older than your dad. My mom is younger than yours. The Book of Songs, have I passed the test today? ”

To be honest, he's a bit confused. He just treated people calmly, and it seemed that Song Weiping had a very good impression of him in the end.

"What do you say?" Tang Shijing smiled coquettishly and did not answer positively. When he sat in the car, he whispered in Lu Jing's ear: "Jing." I'm going to have a child with you. ”

The answer is self-explanatory.

Her mother has a deep reflection on Yu Wenchang's suicide. The conclusion is: it has to be the right person. Lu Jing's table today is very ordinary. But his bearing, calmness, and peace are all in place. That's what makes him so good.

No matter how talented and extreme a man is, no matter how talented and capable she is, she can't fall in love. Lu Jing has a sunny temperament, which makes her fall in love.

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New York, USA.

In a business reception, Chen Xujiang slowly tasted red wine. Thinking about how to answer the difficult questions you face.

Nearly three months later, after the opening of the New York branch of the Bank of Walf, he was the chairman of JPMorgan Chase. Wall Street legend, Frank Pittman, finally made a formal proposal to him: consider listing Jinghua Communications on the New York Stock Exchange.

Chen Xujiang thought for a while. decided to tell the truth," said Chairman Pittman. Jinghua Communication has no idea of going public for the time being. ”

Bill Charles, the vice chairman on the side, changed his face slightly, and glanced at Chen Xujiang with great displeasure. At the beginning, he introduced Chen Xujiang, Lu Jing and others to Frank Pittman, because he considered the profits brought by Jinghua Communications' listing to JPMorgan Chase, which had the function of underwriting stocks.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xujiang crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and now he denies it. This made him feel humiliated.

The three surrounding guests all distanced themselves slightly from Chen Xujiang. A banker who is about to bear the wrath of a Wall Street legend is not worth befriending.

Frank Pittman was not as furious as everyone imagined, but smiled and sighed, "It's a pity." If it is supervised by Wall Street, I believe that Jinghua Communication's operating income this year will reach more than 100 billion US dollars. ”

In fact, Andy Morgan had already greeted him, and he asked Chen Xujiang today with the idea of what to expect.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xujiang was very shrewd in refusing.

Bill Charles looked at Frank Pittman hesitantly, he knew the boss's temper very well, could things have changed?

The three well-dressed guests, who were a little reserved, immediately had a kind smile on their faces and nodded slightly to Chen Xujiang.

Chen Xujiang scolded in his heart: me. They are all birds that see the wind and steer the rudder.

Frank Pitman slowly sipped his red wine and said, "Bill, I'll send you an email right back." ”

Naturally, Mr. Morgan wouldn't talk to Bill Charles about it. He was also extremely curious: how did the young man named Lu win the friendship of Mr. Morgan. (To be continued......)