Xia Zhifang put his arm on the armrest and said with some uneasiness: "Lai Qianxiu may be dismissed from the position of general manager, and he may also be prohibited from handling personal property." ”

Xiao Long said indignantly, "Lai Qianxiu is the pillar of the store, and the store can be where it is today, but it is all her credit." There is no reason for them to remove Lai Qianxiu! ”

"However, the store is joint-stock based. Lai Qianxiu spends a lot of money to support you, and there must be a suspicion of abuse of power. What's more, she didn't divide the company's money and personal money very clearly. ”

"Whose idea was this?" Xiao Long slammed up from his chair.

"You'd better keep an eye out for the purchasing minister there."

"Is it Shang Village?"

"Yes, Shang Cun, he is from Lai Qianxiu's husband's faction, you should be cautious."

"That old man didn't dare to raise his head when he saw Lai Qianxiu."

"He's useless, and if he has a strategist, it's a different matter."

Listening to Xia Zhifang's words, Xiao Long gradually became restless. As he said, Xiao Long usually felt inexplicably disgusted when he saw Shang Village, and even when he met in the store, he never greeted him properly, but the other party was extremely polite to him. Xiao Long once heard Lai Qianxiu mention that Shang Cun is a very capable person, if he is really very shrewd, he is likely to secretly give advice to Lai Qianxiu's husband as Xia Zhifang said.

Xiao Long came out of Xia Zhifang's house and carefully put the tea bowl on the passenger seat.

Xia Zhifang's words made Xiao Long dare not take it lightly, and so far, his words have basically been fulfilled. He was such an incomprehensible man, just thirty-five years old, but at first glance he looked like he was over forty: thinning hair mixed with gray hair, baldness, a broad forehead, a high nose, thick lips, a pointed chin, and deep wrinkles.

When he walked out of the entrance just now, Xia Zhifang specially sent Xiao Long out and asked, "How is the Dragon Ball?" He rarely asked with a smile. After Xiao Long answered truthfully, Xia Zhifang showed a mocking expression.

While Xiao Long was driving, he kept thinking about what Xia Zhifang said, and if he continued to be confused like this, it was very likely that he would lose an important way to make money, and he had to tell Lai Qianxiu quickly.

When he stopped the car, he called Lai Qianxiu's store, but she was not there, and he called her house again, and did not go back. When he put down the microphone, the name of Dragon Ball suddenly flashed in Xiao Long's heart.

Dragon Ball sounded in a good mood yesterday, which inspired Xiao Long to call her again. It's stupid to call a woman every day, she has been calling her for several days, and then suddenly there is no news, and then she calls when she thinks of herself, according to the psychology of ordinary women, the calls received every day are suddenly interrupted, but they will become more concerned, Xiao Long is happy to use this phone tactic, and the effect is very obvious.

Xiao Long dialed the phone, as usual, and was told that Dragon Ball was not in the store, but this time, Xiao Long noticed that the other party's voice was not the female apprentice who answered the phone in the past, and the other party didn't seem to hear Xiao Long's voice.

"Hello, I'm Ji Ming, I asked you to do the design here a few days ago, and I suddenly wanted to change it. If I get in touch with the hostess, I want to tell her right away, where has she gone? Xiao Long pretended to be a customer to call.

"I said I went to a beauty salon."

"yes, what time will she be back?"

"Probably back in another two hours."

"Thank you." Xiao Long looked at the following table: four o'clock. At six o'clock, Dragon Ball will return to the store, and Xiao Long will write down the time.

Back at home, Xiao Long put the antique tea bowl on his display shelf and admired it repeatedly, it was really an unexpected good thing, and among all his collections so far, it was the best. Xiao Long was satisfied.

Xiao Long stared at the tea bowl, and the image of the Dragon Ball came to his mind. The clerk said that he would have to wait for two hours, but in fact, Xiao Long didn't need to wait, Long Zhu often went to a fixed beauty salon, and Xiao Long had occasionally heard her say that it was a high-end beauty salon located on the commercial street. Back in the dean's office, Xiao Long checked the phone address book and dialed the phone number of the beauty salon.

Xiao Long and Dragon Ball come to a club. The setting sun shone on the windows, and the branches of the cedar trees swayed gently in the wind.

"Miss Dragon Ball," Xiao Long said as he danced, "Haven't you thought about what I mentioned to you last time?" Xiao Long was referring to the marriage proposal.

Dragon Ball didn't answer right away, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, still shaking his body slightly, moving his steps.

"I can't wait, it's really painful to keep waiting like this." Xiao Long put his arms around her and turned his face around, and on the other side, a tall foreigner was bending over, pressing his face to the woman's cheek, jumping intoxicatedly.

"Don't be in such a hurry, it's a big deal for me." Although Dragon Ball said this, it did not become serious.

Dragon Ball's eyes are unusually charming, with a high nose bridge and slightly open lips. As the lights on the dance floor change, so does the look on her face.

"That's true. However, I've been waiting for a long time. Xiao Long said.

"No," she retorted, with a very smug look, "how can I answer you directly?" Xia Zhifang told me about this, right? If you don't tell Xia Zhifang first, you shouldn't be. She smiled, revealing her snow-white teeth.

"Having said that, I wanted to hear the answer with my own ears earlier, Xia Zhifang didn't tell me anything."

"That's because I haven't told him anything!" She replied to Xiao Long as she moved her steps.

"But it's been a long time, hasn't Miss Dragon Ball's mind changed at all?"

"yes, I'm more determined than before." Dragon Ball playfully replied.

"Can we go out and talk?" Xiao Long asked half-jokingly.

"You're so annoying, this song isn't over yet, although it's more determined, but I want to know more about you."

These words gave Xiao Long hope. Perhaps, she has begun to seriously consider Xiao Long's marriage proposal, but before agreeing, she has to carefully examine Xiao Long. If you want to investigate someone, you will usually ask a private detective, has Lai Qianxiu's matter been exposed? It shouldn't be found out about Wu Chen, or it will be a big trouble, and the matter with Lai Qianxiu is nothing, so there is no need to worry too much. Xiao Long is middle-aged, if he doesn't have any relationship with the opposite sex, but no one believes him, he has full confidence in convincing Long Ball about his relationship with Lai Qianxiu.

When the dance was over, Xiao Long helped Long Ball pull out a chair and invited her to sit down, and then returned to her seat, probably because of the dancing just now, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, shining in the light. She took out a handkerchief from her handbag and gently wiped her forehead, the handkerchief emitted a faint smell of fine perfume.

"Would you like another drink?" Xiao Long asked,

"No, I can't drink anymore." She winked at Xiao Long and smiled happily.

Xiao Long understood what she meant, and couldn't help but be a little excited. "It's okay, just ask for another drink, you will be fine if you drink it, if there is really something, I will take care of you."

"Really?" Dragon Ball glanced at the cup and agreed to Xiao Long's proposal.

Before Xiao Long called for wine, a male waiter in a white uniform walked over quickly.

"Two more glasses of light wine." The waiter carefully wrote it down in his notebook, then bypassed Xiao Long and whispered something in the ear of the Dragon Ball. Xiao Long didn't pay much attention to it at first, thinking that he was introducing her to the dishes here. After the waiter left, Long Ball solemnly said to Xiao Long, "I'm sorry, I saw an acquaintance, I'll go say hello." As if begging for his forgiveness, she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Long, which she always liked to put on.

Xiao Long looked at the figure on the dance floor and nodded slightly, now he can only respond like this, after all, she is not his own woman yet, he has no right to interfere with her freedom, and besides, he doesn't want Dragon Ball to feel that he is narrow-minded.

"Then I'll be out of company first." Dragon Ball pushed away the chair and stood up, and walked behind Xiao Long without carrying a handbag.

Xiao Long wanted to see where she went, but he couldn't do that right away, and he forced himself to set his sights on the stage. But he couldn't help it, and after a while, he turned around and quietly searched for the figure of the Dragon Ball.

There are a lot of guests here, and in the dim light, Xiao Long can't find the Dragon Ball for a while. Finally, he found the Dragon Ball at the table in the left corner.