"Okay, another topic. The Junxi I introduced to you last time, how do you feel? I've been friends with his mom for many years and I'm very ......."

"Oops, Mom! I'm only 23 years old! I don't want to get married yet! ”

"Why don't you want to get married at a 23-year-old?! What are you doing? You, you turn the screen at yourself for me, and the camera turns back for me! The voice in the phone became louder and louder, Xiang Qian sighed, raised the phone again, leaned on the back of the car, and aimed it at his face.

"You'll be 24 next year, find a boyfriend to talk about for a year or two, and get married at 25. Don't think about it with me, let me tell you, you're over 24 years old, and you're only left to be picked! Mommy really broke her heart for you...... Wait, when did you change cars again? ”

Xiang Qian was stunned for a moment, only to find that she had retreated and leaned to the side of the dark blue Bentley car on the right. Pursing her lips, she rolled her eyes and said, "No." This one...... This one...... This is my boyfriend's car! We didn't start long before we told you about it. Mom, don't worry, I'll take it home when I'm stable with him. ”

The mother on the other end of the phone asked a few more words, looked at Xiang Qian's watch, and said to the screen: "Oh, Mom, his conditions are okay, he is very handsome, he drives a Bentley to live in a mansion and has many companies at home." I'm going to be late for a date, and if I can't get married, I'll be stuck in your hands, that's all, bye mom. Then he quickly turned off the video.

She doesn't usually go home on weekends, and it's obvious why. I used to be fine when I was studying abroad, but since I returned to China to work last year, my mother attaches great importance to her marriage, and the blind date program arranged has not been interrupted. Xiang Qian thought that at the end of the year, when her mother asked again, she said that she had broken up with this Bentley boyfriend. In exchange for a few months, the cleansing plan is perfect, and it's good.

Happy opening Cayenne's trunk, she bent down to get the bag in the car. A man walked out of the elevator. Wearing a black Nike hat, he walked around the front of the car and started the Bentley away. Closing the trunk, Xiang Qian tilted his head to take a look. Unexpectedly, he was driving too fast, turned right and left, and didn't have time to see his face clearly. Shrugging, she carried the big bag and said, "It's just a fake boyfriend, it doesn't matter who he is." ”

On Tuesday morning, Xiang Qian received a call from Director Zhou, asking her to come to the Haizhou Xincheng factory immediately to attend an important meeting. Putting down her phone, she frowned.

The other party is a shell material supplier, and although its shell is expensive, the touch and appearance are beyond the reach of all suppliers. It is said that EC Technology's competitor, Time Gaming Technology, is also in talks with them. This project was led by the former general manager, and Xiang Qian was always in charge, why did she not be notified until the time of the meeting? Forgot her? Or did the participants not want her to participate in the first place, and now they can't talk anymore, so they call her over?

A sense of distrust came over her, and she bit her lower lip and went downstairs with her handbag and computer. Forty minutes later, she swiped her card and walked into the factory office building. As soon as the elevator was pressed, there was a commotion behind him, and Mr. Zhong, the shell material supplier, said in a loud voice: "Xiao Xiang, you are finally here!" ”

He was in his fifties, slightly bald, but not fat. Xiang Qian took a step back, showed a professional smile, and said, "Mr. Zhong, long time no see!" The other party shook her hand with satisfaction and said, "Go up and say." ”

Although the elevator is large, there are a lot of people, and it is slightly crowded when you stand inside. Xiang Qian lowered her head and smiled and retreated to the corner, and when she arrived, she looked up and found a familiar figure.

He didn't wear sportswear today. Dressed in a black suit, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, slender legs, and a good figure. The bangs on the forehead are also combed into partials, the phoenix eyes are bright, and the bridge of the nose is high. Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and he dresses like a noble son.