On the other side, Zhou Qiyin had already arrived at the company, wearing a long skirt, fluttering, and Xiao Tao at the front desk was dumbfounded again today.

"Zhou ...... Total ......"

stammered and said hello, saw her nodding, walked in, and had not yet recovered from the trance, Mr. Zhou was wearing a long skirt, which was really good-looking, less domineering, a little more pure, charming but not demonic.

Sure enough, the beauty looks good no matter how she wears it.

I couldn't help but look down at the flesh of my belly, and suddenly hammered it down, complaining in my heart, meat, why can't you be sensible and lose weight by yourself.

Zhou Qiyin's dress caused an uproar again.

Mr. Zhou...... Early. ”

"Mr. Zhou, you are almost unrecognizable in this dress, and I thought it was a new intern, so innocent." As soon as Wang Lu looked up, he saw Mr. Zhou, and hurriedly patted his ass.

"Mr. Zhou, have you changed to other dressing styles?" When the others saw Assistant Wang, they all began to pat their ass, and they all agreed.

"Mr. Zhou, his face is like a peach blossom, could it be that he is in love?"

Talking about it, a happy scene.

Liu Jinru stayed out of the matter, rolled her eyes, and saw a group of people patting their ass, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but mock.

At this moment, Zhou Qiyin's gaze swept by, and she hurriedly lowered her head to hide her emotions.

"Alright, don't be a fool, gather in the conference room in fifteen minutes to announce good news." Zhou Qiyin said lightly, not happy or angry.

Zhou Qiyin walked into the office, closed the door, and dialed the number that was recited backwards, and the other party was connected in two or three seconds.

"Yinyin?" A calm, muffled voice came from the phone.

"Two days ago, I talked about a project, real estate investment in Jiangshi." Zhou Qiyin said straight to the point.

"Oh? That piece of fragrant dumplings in Jiangshi? ”

"I'm going to hit billions in the next few days." Zhou Qiyin looked up at the calendar on the table, a few days will be her mother's death day, and it is also her birthday, so she never celebrates her birthday.

"I know how many pounds and taels you have, who helped you negotiate this project?"

Zhou Qiyin chuckled, full of confidence in his tone, "You really understand me very well, I talked about the project myself, but Yan Yijun gave it to me." ”

"Yan Yijun?" Ling Xing on the other end of the phone paused, took the cigarette butt, and gently shook it into the ashtray.

There seemed to be a hint of anger in his cold eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qiyin's calm eyes drooped, and when he heard Ling Xing's tone, he felt uneasy in his heart.

"Don't associate with him, the Yan family and the Ling family have long been inseparable a hundred years ago, the Yi family has followed the Yan family, and the Chu family has followed the Ling family."

Sure enough, Yan Yijun is the Yan family in the imperial capital.

The Yan family, a top wealthy family, actually came to Haishi to start from scratch, heh.

"I see." Zhou Qiyin nodded calmly, looking unmoved.

"I'll go to Haishi to find you in a few days and celebrate your birthday with you." Ling Xing's tone was domineering that could not be refused.

"No need, I don't have a habit of celebrating birthdays, let Ling Guang wash it clean, and wait for me to go to the imperial capital to beat him, so as not to dirty my hands." Zhou Qiyin still had a flat tone, but there was no joke in his words.

"You had a good time with Yan Yishu." Ling Xing heard a hint of danger in his deep voice, snuffed out his cigarette, leaned back, and looked into the distance with a faint gaze.

"No, I just can't get used to scumbags." Zhou Qiyin's eyes flickered and he denied.