Chapter 391

Ruibao Pavilion, all departments are preparing for the relocation, because the offices under the Xi Group are ready-made, and the decoration is also the most luxurious, and now all departments are preparing for the relocation.

Tang Zhixia was in the office, and Lin Jingjing pushed the door in.

"Is there something wrong with Designer Lin?" Tang Zhixia looked up and asked coldly.

"Designer Tang really has the ability, and he won the president so quickly. Lin Jingjing sneered.

"In the company, I only want to talk about work things, personal things, I don't want to talk about them. Tang Zhixia said lightly.

"I just came here to tell you that I won't give up pursuing Jiuchen. Lin Jingjing came to block Tang Zhixia, because she was so depressed.

"So, you're going to have me as a competitor for the rest of your life. Lin Jingjing continued to say confidently, "I believe there will always be a chance to capture Jiu Chen's heart." ”

"It's your business, you don't need to show it off. Tang Zhixia sneered.

Lin Jingjing's eyes flashed with a sneer, and she was bound to win, "Let's see who is the winner!"

The stepfather is already preparing to deal with her, as long as she disappears, Xi Jiuchen will be hers sooner or later.

Lin Jingjing left, but it still caused psychological pressure on Tang Zhixia, Xi Jiuchen's group of women surrounded him, as long as there was a chance, that woman wanted to get close to him.

At noon, Tang Zhixia wanted to invite Xi Jiuchen to have a meal and apologize for what happened last night, because it was because of her that a good night became so bad.

Tang Zhixia picked up the landline and dialed Xi Jiuchen's landline, and since he didn't connect, he automatically transferred to the assistant's side.

"Hey, hello, General Office. ”

"Hello, Xiao Wen, isn't Mr. Xi in the office?"

"It's Miss Tang! Mr. Xi just went out, and it seems that he has a dinner. ”

"Oh! Okay, thank you. ”

Tang Zhixia hung up the phone, a little depressed, she asked Li Mei to have dinner together at noon.

At this moment, Tang Qingqing, who was heading to the restaurant, felt like her whole heart was floating, she kept looking in the mirror to check the makeup on her face, and if she saw a trace of card powder, she would be angry.

She had to appear perfectly in front of Xi Jiuchen today, she fantasized that she must have attracted him somewhere, so she would let him take the initiative to ask her for dinner.

Maybe she has a chance to surpass Song Shan and Tang Zhixia and become Xi Jiuchen's new favorite.

Every woman is confident in herself in her bones.

Outside the restaurant, Chu Hao was waiting for her and greeted her upstairs.

In a private room, Tang Qingqing saw Xi Jiuchen sitting there waiting for her, she was so nervous that her palms were sweaty, and she didn't forget to brush her hair, looking at him shyly, and sat down, "Young Master Xi, do you have anything to do with me?"

Chu Hao left, and Xi Jiuchen pushed a prepared bank card in front of her, "Miss Tang Qingqing, there is one million in this card, you only need to answer a few questions from me." ”

Tang Qingqing looked at the bank card in astonishment, and the one million was even more attractive to her, she blinked, "What question does Young Master Xi want to ask?"

"You have to guarantee that you will answer me honestly when I ask questions. Xi Jiuchen's eyes looked at her seriously.

Tang Qingqing's heart was full of loss, could she have thought wrong? Didn't Xi Jiuchen like her so he invited her to dinner?

"Ask, then, I promise I'll tell you what I know. Tang Qingqing nodded, glanced at the bank card, one million, she can spend it for a long time.

Xi Jiuchen's gaze looked at her deeply, "First question, do you know who the cowherd who violated Tang Zhixia five years ago is and what is his name?"

Tang Qingqing was shocked in her heart, it seemed that Xi Jiuchen was looking for her to understand Tang Zhixia's past.

"Why didn't Young Master Xi ask my sister? What happened that night, she knew best. Tang Qingqing said in a sneering tone.