"Mr. Ke is early, your coffee." Han Meng wore a tooth-white suit and entered the door with coffee.

"Morning, I worked overtime yesterday quite late. Any progress? ”

"Well, the hotel positioning and customer preferences have been refined, and a few creative hand-drawn samples have been drawn, is it possible to ask customers to discuss it?"

"Who do you want to date? The last time I asked the old man to talk with his son, I almost didn't pinch it. I suggest you separate the appointment. Ke Lai remembered the scene of the last time the father and son turned against each other, and it was difficult to control.

"Is there anyone else but them? A lot of people talked in their company conference room, and they broke up unhappily~"

"Don't worry, I'll make an appointment." Han Meng chose to cut off the male lip gloss and applied it, and walked out with a da.

"Chief Jing, can you help make an appointment with the father and son of the tea garden customer~" Han Meng changed his cold color and explained his intention with a smile.

Jing Ruocheng has always been strict, not smiling, and there is always a cold momentum in the color.

"This customer has always been maintained by Director Qin."

"I know, but the last time we met didn't seem pleasant, and we have to turn this around. All you have to do is set up a stage and we'll sing the play. ”

"Wait for my news." Jing Ruocheng waved his hand, Han Meng didn't linger, put down the marked plan brief and sketch on the table, and turned to leave.

"Any news?"

A few days passed, and there was no record of the transportation ride, no hotel check-in information, and no bank account transaction information.

Jojo, where are you?

The lakebay apartment was empty, and everything was as it was the day she left. The hydrangea is swaggering and delicate, and the ring lies quietly next to the vase.

Mo Tianhan's long body nested tiredly in the depths of the sofa in the flower room like a jade mountain, the selfie of the two people on the day they received the certificate in the mobile phone was so sweet and beautiful, a few days seemed to have flowed through centuries, and the slightest bit of dream-like beauty seemed to be consumed.

"Your call is temporarily unreachable......"

"Your call is temporarily unreachable......"

"Your call is temporarily unreachable......"

"Hello?" Mo Tianhan drunkenly picked up the phone.

"Where are you?"

"Home."

"Open the door."

Ning Changge came, looking like a dusty man.

"No news yet?"

"Hmmm......"

"I also asked a friend in Hangzhou to help find it."

"Hmmm......"

"Don't drink too much. Rest early. ”

"Hmmm......"

The city center seems to never stop sleeping, and the sky is slightly white. Mo Tianhan took a nap on the sofa in the flower room with the intention of drinking, and he had to go to the morning meeting. The cold shower sobered himself up, and the unchanged ink-colored suit was on his body, the big demon king with an expressionless face and no waves, waiting for Xiaobai to pick him up and go to the company.

Ning Changge, who was next door, sat all night with the carefully repaired pod riddle bracelet and the small order flag in his palm.

"Ke Lai, I have made an appointment for the tea garden customers to have tea in the afternoon. Don't mess it up this time. Jing Ruocheng informed Ke Lai.

"Han Meng, how sure are you about the customer meeting this afternoon?"

"Do you believe me?

"Frankly, half-convinced."

"Heh, then take half and half of it."

"What if I say I believe you?"

"Then look at you~"

The woman in front of her radiated a convincing and determined light, and all uncertainties and difficulties were just some clouds that would gather and disperse, and finally return to a brilliant clear sky.

"Good!"

"Wait for my news."

Han Meng was dressed in a goose yellow stand-up collar placket top and skirt, elegant and gentle, without long hair, and her short ink-colored hair showed her white skin and red lips, adding a little sass.

Arrived near the tea garden in advance, Han Meng walked around briefly, drew some sketches of the scenery, and roughly understood the surrounding scenery of the tea garden, and then entered the tea garden.

"Ms. Han, please come in, come with me to the courtyard, Old Master Guan and Young Master Guan are waiting for you."