24.-for-tat
Lu Yanzhi looked at it coldly.
The president's momentum is overwhelming.
But the secretary is not afraid.
Not only is he not afraid, but he can even add fuel to the fire: "I also heard that Mr. Cheng Mu booked a table in the revolving restaurant tonight and invited Miss Xu to dinner. β
"Ah, you say, does he want to give the ring to Miss Xu at dinner?"
Lu Yanzhi: "Your news is really well-informed. β
Secretary: "The president has won the award, how can I stay by your side for so many years without two brushes." β
Lu Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and straightened his suit jacket.
He was tying his tie in front of the mirror, and his eyebrows were faint: "I have something to do at night, so I'll push it after a while." β
"Okay, Mr. Lu, then what reason should I use?"
ββ¦β¦ Find it yourself, and if you can't find it, I'll fire you. β
The man left the office with a word.
The secretary looked at the closed door of the president's office, shook his head, and sighed heavily.
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Seven p.m., the World Trade Center revolving restaurant.
The waiter led her inside, looking at her quietly as he went.
Xu Zhaozhao looked down at himself and knew it.
Cheng Mu's call came suddenly, she came directly from the decoration site, and she was wearing a dark casual dress.
This one doesn't fit in with the dΓ©cor of this high-end panoramic restaurant.
The waiter led her to a large booth in the corner, surrounded by greenery.
Xu Zhaozhao paused.
Cheng Mu was not alone in the seat, there were several young men and women beside him, and they were not from Hucheng at first glance.
Seeing Xu Zhaozhao, Cheng Mu immediately got up, "Come here, sit here." β
He took her by the shoulders and sat her down on the throne.
Xu Zhaozhao lowered his voice, "Didn't you say that you had something to look for me?" β
Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows angrily, and said with a playful smile: "Give you a chance to invite me to dinner, how important this matter is." β
If you don't take it seriously, with his short sleeves with a deep V-neckline, he is simply a model for the second ancestor of the prodigal.
He knocked on the table: "These are all my friends, I came to play in Beijing for two days, and I will introduce you to you, and maybe we will meet often in the future." β
He pointed over and introduced Xu Zhaozhao one by one.
Both men and women, these people showed surprisingly friendliness to Xu Zhaozhao.
"I said, why didn't Cheng Mu return to Beijing when he came, it turned out that there were beautiful women to chase."
Someone next to him suddenly said, "I'm sorry ma'am, this table has already been booked." β
It was the waiter who stopped a guest from taking a seat.
Cheng Mu retracted his gaze inadvertently and replied: "Beauty is indeed beauty, but we are pure friendship. β
There was a gag and the meal came up quickly.
Xu Zhaozhao is not leaving, nor is he chatting, he is here to eat.
"Sir, this way, please."
Xu Zhaozhao was immersed in eating, and vaguely heard that the waiter had brought over two more people and happened to be sitting next to them.
A cold voice sounded in her ears: "Cheng Gongzi, what a coincidence." β
The sound is a little familiar......
Xu Zhaozhao raised his head.
Oh, this face is familiar, too.
High-end and deep handmade custom suits, shiny leather shoes, regular ties, and a black armband on one arm, this expensive and exquisite outfit makes him look like a noble son who has just left the middle of a celebrity party.
She vaguely thought: Lu Yanzhi was indeed the most handsome man she had ever seen.