Early in the morning of the second day, Qiu Mao woke up in bed from the presidential suite of the five-star hotel.

Wake up, to be exact.

Because he had booked an 8 a.m. wake-up call.

hung up the call from the front desk, and was still a little reluctant to give up on the sweet voice of the young lady.

But he had to get up and go to see that Li Zong today.

Reluctantly put on slippers, put on Armani's shirt three or two, and looked back at the beautiful lady lying on the bed, Qiu Mao really felt that he was still alive.

"That's the life you should live."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiu Mao's mouth, at eight o'clock, there was still time to enjoy the breakfast in a five-star hotel.

For breakfast, you can enjoy a small fish made with black pepper, which has a lot of spines, and the dark red liver is very bitter and a little fishy, which Qiu Mao thinks is a very high-end taste.

Of course, the sweet chocolate brownie with nuts, he also likes it.

As you walk towards the elevator, turn on your phone to see if there is any important news.

As soon as the screen was measured, Qiu Mao frowned slightly.

I missed more than 20 calls in a row, and I called all night, and it was the one at home who called.

I remembered the body of the person, and glanced at the person on the bed.

Qiu Mao sighed again and again, and sent a text message, telling him that he had been drinking with Wan Zheng, and he had been very busy recently, so he would not go home.

Click send, and he entered the elevator.

The taxi was already parked at the door.

He didn't choose to drive because he still had a bit of a muna in his head.

Don't drink and don't drive, don't drink while driving.

This is what he has always believed.

It's not that he abides by the law more, it's mainly that he is afraid of death.

Walking out of the gate, the breeze blew through the pond, bringing with it a slightly salty smell.

The mountain is in charge of the people, but this hotel is obviously a foreign chain brand, why do you believe in this set?

Qiu Mao smiled and got into the taxi.

After explaining the destination, where Li Zongdu's company was, he began to lean his head on the headrest and close his eyes to recuperate.

Although he was a little dizzy, he was very happy.

Because he has taken another step towards his own rise.

I believe that soon, I will be able to become a real big man in Yongzhou.

His sweet dream was suddenly shattered by the ringtone of his mobile phone, and when he turned it up, he saw that it was the one at home again.

Qiu Mao hung up the phone rudely and threw the phone aside.

He hated this woman very much, and every time he saw her, he remembered his past self and how he got on top.

Even though he is a small person now, every time he thinks about it, it makes him very unhappy.

The taxi drove quite fast, Qiu Mao casually threw 100 yuan and told the driver not to look for it.

After getting out of the car, he raised his head and looked up at the white-storey building, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that one day, he would take this place into his pocket.

At this time, a lady in high heels passed by, she looked at Qiu Mao's face and hesitated slightly, and then walked in as if nothing had happened.

Entering the building, Qiu Mao went to the president's office without thinking about it, however, did the president's office enter as soon as he wanted?

Before I entered the elevator, I was stopped by the front desk.

The young lady flashed her eyes and asked, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"I'm Qiu Mao, and I'm here to talk about cooperation." Qiu Mao said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Do you have an appointment?" The young lady rummaged through the computer system, trying to find something inside.

"No, but I'm a representative..."Qiu Mao's words came to his lips and suddenly stopped.

How could such a thing be said to a front desk?

Who knows who she is?

And this kind of high-level involvement should not be said to an unrelated person.

"There are no appointments." Qiu Mao seemed a little unconfident.

"I'm sorry, but if you don't have an appointment, the president won't be able to see you today." The young lady does look a little sorry, but in fact, it has been an expression that has been rehearsed countless times.

"Good... Excuse me. ”

Qiu Mao shook his head and walked straight outside.

He felt a little annoyed, what was wrong with him?

Is it too floating?

I didn't even think about it, so I came straight away.

Sighing, Qiu Mao still decided to leave first, and then make an appointment with Li Zong's subordinates.

Then he had just walked out when there was a gurgling sound behind him.

It's the sound of someone running in high heels.

Qiu Mao unconsciously turned his head and found that it was the young lady at the front desk who ran out just now.

She was out of breath at this point, and it was obvious that running in high heels was too much of a burden.

"That...... Could you please ...... Please stay...... President...... Please go up and meet you. ”

Qiu Mao was a little surprised, how did Li Zong know that he was coming?

But hesitation is hesitation, and Li Zong took the initiative to see him, indicating that there was something to talk about in this matter.

Sunshine smiled, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the young lady, "Wipe it, the sweat is dripping, and it won't be good if the girl's makeup is spent." ”

The young lady thanked Qiu Mao, took the handkerchief and tapped her forehead.

His face was flushed, his chest was heaved together, and he looked a little plump.

Qiu Mao's heart moved, and then he coughed twice.

Get down to business... Get down to business.

There is a direct elevator to the president's office, which can be said to be not magnificent.

Seeing Li Zong's brilliant company, and remembering his small company with only about 100 people in total, Qiu Mao said that it was false not to envy.

As soon as the elevator door opened, it was the secretary's office.

The lady in high heels downstairs just now smiled at Qiu Mao, "Mr. Li is waiting for you inside." ”

Qiu Mao nodded, pushed the door and walked inside.

Li Zong's office is very large, 100 square meters, and the decoration is mainly black, white and gray, which is not ostentatious, but it is very stylish.

Qiu Mao could see that the walls were all whole marble.

The wall alone costs a lot of money.

Behind an ordinary-looking desk, Li Zong put down the newspaper in his hand with a meticulous greasy head, pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Mr. Qiu, sit." ”

Qiu Mao smiled wryly, sat on it and couldn't help but bow his waist, and lost a lot in terms of momentum.

This is an act he unconsciously makes when facing big shots.

But after a moment, he remembered again that he was here on behalf of Wan Zheng today, so he straightened his waist again and leaned back generously.

I have to say...... This chair is so comfortable, he will buy one when he goes back.

"My secretary saw you downstairs, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to come in, so I told the front desk, but I didn't expect the water to almost wash the Dragon King Temple, hehe." Li Zong smiled, and did not put on a face because of the difference in the status of the two.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

The secretary walked in with two cups of tea and placed them on the table, then walked out again.

Qiu Mao didn't have the heart to drink tea, put his hands on his knees, like a schoolboy waiting for the teacher's lecture.

"This, Mr. Li, I'm here today, mainly because I want to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Zong directly interrupted him.

"Mr. Qiu, we are all understanding people, and I am also a straightforward person, so let's talk bluntly, what conditions can Wan Zheng give me?"

Qiu Mao was stunned, he didn't expect Li Zong to directly pick it out.

I thought I had to greet it first, then chat about it, cheer for homely things, and finally enter the topic.

But that's fine, staying here for a while longer, Qiu Mao feels uncomfortable.

"Mr. Li is a happy person! Our conditions are very good, Wan Jie's father is old, and when Young Master Wan Zheng takes the throne, it will be time to retire. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Qiu Mao's mouth, he was confident about this condition.

After an hour of tug-of-war, Qiu Mao was exhausted, and drank two pots of tea.

But fortunately, everything was worth it, and Li Zong agreed to support Wan Zheng in this struggle.

Qiu Mao leaned back on the back of the chair with relief and touched the armrest, "This chair is really good, I'll buy one when I go back." ”

"Huh." Li Zong smiled, "A small thing of 50,000 yuan is not worth much, Mr. Qiu will give it to you if he wants, and it will be regarded as a meeting gift." ”

Qiu Mao was a little dumbfounded, just such a chair, it costs 50,000 yuan?

Is this the difference between the two people?