Chapter 37: Warmth and Warmth 3

He chased after him: "Xiangxi, your enemy is really a woman? You guy, don't you really fall in love with your enemy, right?"

This was originally a casual joke, but Yi Xiangxi was shocked when he heard it.

Before he could answer, the secretary hurried in.

Secretary Xiaoliu is very energetic, never flustered in dealing with things, but today his face is not very good-looking, very hurried, as soon as he saw Yi Xiangxi, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Yi, I was looking for you......"

"What's the matter?"

Song Weichao snapped his fingers: "Trade secrets, I don't listen to them." ”

Yi Xiangxi snorted, Xiao Liu saw Song Weichao, knew that he was an old friend of the boss, and did not hide it, "We are preparing to start a new big project and encountered problems...... Mr. Yi, take a look at this article, the other party said that the cooperation with us may be cancelled......"

He took the text and looked at it carefully, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yixing, Jiang Yixing! This guy doesn't give up.

He actually gave him such a big problem. The Jiang family has been operating in this city for decades, and it seems that it is not in vain, and this time they have suffered such a big loss, and they will definitely not give up.

Sure enough, Jiang and his entourage made a big move. He will not hesitate to take revenge at any cost, harming others and himself.

"Mr. Yi, the price of the Jiang Group is far higher than ours, this project, they can't get much profit at all, but we have invested so much in this project, and the early investment has gone in, if the contract is terminated at this time, the loss is really unimaginable......"

It's a lose-lose situation!

Yi Xiangxi was calm and composed: "Let this matter go first, I will deal with it." ”

Koyanagi dutifully retreated.

Song Weichao heard a little bit of the doorway, and no longer smiled: "To the west, this is the enemy you are talking about?"

He nodded.

"Is there a solution?"

"You leave it alone for now. ”

Song Weichao patted him on the shoulder: "Master Yi, the Jiang family tree has deep roots, but it is not so easy to get along with." I can understand in business, but you have to be careful. ”

For three days in a row, Yi Xiang went west and returned late.

That night, he didn't come back until almost two o'clock in the morning.

The living room light was on, and the woman was curled up on the couch already asleep.

She was still wearing his big shirt, half of her snow-white calves were exposed, and her hair was hanging messily, looking unusually pure and soft.

Hearing the noise, she got up, rubbed her eyes, and asked wistfully, "Master Yi, are you back?"

He shouldn't.

Suddenly I felt strange.

I don't know when I became accustomed to this scene.

For so many years, he lived alone, and he never knew that there was a woman waiting at home, and in the middle of the night, when you came back from work, she would get up to greet you and ask if you were hungry.

"I've got a supper for you, can you get some?"

He still didn't answer.

Watching her walk barefoot on the carpet, she came back in a short time with a large bowl of piping hot fish fillet porridge.

In the dead of night, it is a great pleasure to come to such a bowl of fresh and sweet porridge.

He happened to be hungry and did not refuse.

When he was eating, she took a teapot next to him to make a pot of Longjing, and the faint fragrance echoed in the room. Every night, he would drink a light glass of Longjing, and she knew his hobbies perfectly.

The teacup was handed over, and he suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Qiao Wheat, why are you so good to me?"

His eyes were full of bewilderment.

There was confusion in her eyes.