350, Lanjia Qingchuan

As he expected, it wasn't long before he met Lan Qingchuan at a chamber of commerce in Paris at the beginning of the month.

Ou Yanzhe looked at it from a distance and only felt pleasing to the eye.

Lan Qingchuan was as thin and slender as ever, with oriental black hair and snow-skinned beauty, and when he got closer, he saw a pair of clear and cold light-colored eyes, there was no smile in them, not even perfunctory.

She was dressed in a formal suit, with pearl accessories, and was a little cold.

Ou Yanzhe has never seen her dressed like this, it is strange and cold, compared to being raised in the deep boudoir, there is a little more indescribable momentum.

Such a change is really big.

There was only one secretary behind her, and when she walked over, she didn't hurry, and when she saw him, her expression didn't move, she only bowed her head as a greeting, which was extremely concise.

They are also business people, they come from different families, they have conflicting interests, and they know that if they meet tomorrow, they will become enemies. The earlier cooperation has also collapsed because of its own rights.

Ou Yanzhe looked at her with a smile, he was used to looking at people with a superior scrutiny, but it was not very obvious. As soon as Lan Qingchuan raised his head, he met his gaze, straight, and did not avoid it.

Ou Yanzhe has always liked Lan Qingchuan's eyes, quiet and dignified, exquisite, like full of starlight. She has grown a lot now, and even with these eyes, she has sunk a lot, and even faintly feels some oppression.

Therefore, he said, Lan Yuanli is really willing. Once you enter this circle, there is no way back. There are a lot of flowers along the way, but you also have to endure weightlessness and falls. Like she is still a girl who has not been deeply involved, the road ahead is too long.

Ou Yanzhe has received this kind of education since he was a child, although he is not a few years older than her, he has always been at ease. He doesn't have the immaturity of Lan Qingchuan, he is kind enough and thoughtful.

Lan Qingchuan is not a good thing for him.

In the months that followed, the two families bumped into each other. Many people are optimistic about it, and Lan Qingchuan is very busy about it.

Ou Yanzhe's city is too deep, and Lan Qingchuan can't calculate him. For example, in the development of the transport hub in Toulouse, it suffered. Here she was busy making up for the loss, and the man over there sent her an invitation to the banquet.

Lan Qingchuan had a headache, so he went to the banquet.

Ou Yanzhe has been in a good mood these days, and Joey thought he was happy to seize the right to develop the project. The young man raised his eyebrows, "Toulouse project? He shook his head. In fact, this project is really nothing to him, and he doesn't even have to do it himself.

"Then why?" Joey was puzzled, but it was always good for the young master to be happy.

"How long has it been since I was attacked that no one dared to confront me head-on?" Ou Yanzhe didn't take Lan Qingchuan's small calculations and immature plans to heart, but he found it interesting, like watching a child growing up slowly.

"This family has a lot of potential, and there are many people who have cultivated it. The Asian family in China, even my mother's Lian family, is not as good as it. The young man's eyes were dark, but there was a smile on his lips, "Two years ago, wasn't there a Lan He?" The means are there, and they are ruthless. But when I was younger, I fell before I could become a climate. ”

"Today's Lan Qingchuan is not bad, but compared to Lan Yuanli, he is still too immature. She's not a good fit for business, but she's doing well, at least the people I'm up to me aren't as calm as she is. ”