An hour later, he fell asleep completely, and Song Lichu got out of bed gently with red marks all over his body.

When he came to the bathroom and saw the marks on his body, Song Lichu unconsciously blushed.

When Wen Qingye woke up again, it seemed like a century had passed.

He subconsciously reached out to fish Song Lichu, but found that he had been empty, so frightened that he sat up from the bed all of a sudden.

Scoop up the pants next to me, put them on and walk out.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a busy figure in the open kitchen.

Song Lichu wore an apron and kept tinkering with something in the kitchen, but it smelled quite fragrant.

Knowing that she didn't leave, Wen Qingye's heart that had been hanging before suddenly relaxed.

He leaned against the doorframe, crossed his arms and looked at her quietly.

Before he came, he had thought a lot about what to question her.

Ask her, why did you say something like that? Who was the man at the end of the call that day? Is she really empathetic?

He thought about many, many problems and prepared for the worst.

Even the moment he opened the door and saw a man appear in her house, he almost exploded in anger.

But when everyone was gone, and there were only the two of them left in the room, he seemed to suddenly feel that those problems didn't matter, he just wanted to hug her, kiss her, and love her.

That strong feeling made him forget to speak, and he just wanted to use his actions to feel whether she still loved herself.

As it turned out, he won the bet.

Her initiative, her flirtation, and all his pandering are enough to say what she is eager and what she is waiting.

He knew that she hadn't betrayed her, and that she understood that everything was probably just her own whims.

The moment he thought clearly, Wen Qingye suddenly laughed in a self-deprecating low voice.

Song Lichu, who had just put down the spoon, heard the voice, looked back at him, smiled at him, and then beckoned to him.

"Come and have a taste."

Wen Qingye hooked his lips, stood up straight, and walked towards her.

As soon as he walked over, Song Lichu handed the soup spoon to his mouth: "Taste it, my newly invented stew, I feel that the taste is okay!" ”

Looking at the soup spoon she handed over, Wen Qingye glanced at her, and without thinking much about it, he lowered his head and tasted it, but after tasting it, he frowned.

Seeing him frowning, Song Li's original heart suddenly hung up.

"What, doesn't it taste good? I feel okay! ”

Song Lichu thought that he didn't think it tasted good, so he lowered his head and tasted it, thinking that it was indeed no problem.

Just as he was about to raise his head to ask him, Wen Qingye gently hugged her from behind, and the voice came along the way.

"It's delicious!"

Saying that, he rubbed his chin against her neck, which made Song Lichu blush subconsciously.

Although further things have been done, after all, they haven't been together for three years, and now they are suddenly intimate, and she really goes back to when she blushed and heartbeat.

Song Li wanted to urge him to eat, after all, he had spent so much effort before, and he seemed to be tired, so he had to make up for it now.

She gently raised her hand and touched his face: "Wash your hands and eat!" ”

"Good!"

As he spoke, he deliberately rubbed it again, almost messing up her heart.

After he washed his hands and came out to eat, Song Lichu asked cautiously, "Why did you suddenly come to Guangbei?" ”

Is it because you miss me, or is it because you ...... That phone call?

She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare, after all, what she did was really not authentic.

Wen Qingye, who had finished eating, was holding the bowl and chopsticks and hadn't put them down, and when she suddenly asked, her hand suddenly stopped.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Lichu hurriedly explained: "I...... I was drunk that day, and I didn't mean anything I said, you believe me......"

Song Lichu was about to swear to the sky as she spoke, but Wen Qingye smiled and reached out and pulled her hand down: "I know." ”

His words made Song Lichu's heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally fall to the ground.

Wen Qingye took her hand and rubbed it, and when he looked at her, there was obviously a little more tenderness in his eyes, which was a look that would only be there when he looked at her.

In the face of his trust, Song Lichu was indescribably moved.

Although he knew that he must have doubted it, at least he didn't question her, but chose to trust after she finished speaking, and this sense of trust really reassured her a lot.

The two stayed in the room for several days, and Song Lichu pushed several meetings and orders for him.

I enjoyed the arrogant and lascivious life of the king for several days.

In the past, I only heard that the king was mediocre, and the life of Jiuchi Meat Forest was the biggest shame for the common people.

She didn't understand at the time, what was there to play with men and women, but now that she really experienced it, she really felt like she was drunk and dreamed of death.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long.

Because there is a negotiation, Song Lichu must be present in person, otherwise they will not be able to handle it.

There was no way, the assistant could only go to the door to invite Song Lichu in person, thinking that he still had a lot of people to raise, Song Lichu had no choice but to tell Wen Qingye that he had opened a company and needed to go out to work today.

Wen Qingye was quite shocked when she heard her say that she had opened a company, but after looking at the house she lives in now, the price should not be low, so she said that it should be normal to open a company.

He patted her head lightly: "Go ahead, it just so happens that I also have a temporary mission to come over, see you in the evening." ”

"Uh-huh."

Song Lichu originally wanted to take him to his own company to have a look, but thinking that the negotiation was more important, he planned to take him to go back in a few days.

Anyway, it's a long time coming.

After the two agreed, Wen Qingye left first, followed by Song Lichu.

The assistant gave Song Lichu a look at the itinerary and related materials this time.

"Boss, this time the foreigner seems to be a little difficult, this is the information of our investigation, you can take a look first."

Song Lichu took a general look, and already had a number in his heart.

This man he had seen in the trees before, was the kind of person he hated, and although he didn't want to cooperate with him, he agreed to negotiate with him for the sake of the long term.

Due to the limited conditions during this period, in order to ensure fairness, the state invites many manufacturers from abroad to a place to let domestic pharmaceutical companies participate in the registration to negotiate and compete together.

Both parties have the right to choose, and the contract is signed on the spot.

By the time they went, negotiations had already begun.

Because their numbered plate is back, there is no rush.

Some pharmaceutical companies arrived early in order to see the negotiation process of other pharmaceutical companies.

When it was their turn, the first few pharmaceutical companies all returned in vain, and all of them were very unhappy with anger on their faces, with an expression of daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The assistant was afraid that Song Lichu would also be angry, so he reminded in advance: "Boss, I heard that this Jack is a little ugly, you ......"

"What are you afraid of, he speaks ugly, do you think I can hear it well?"

"This ......"

The assistant smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, this conversation will be smashed nine times out of ten.

As far as his boss's character is harder than a steel plate, nine times out of ten he can't do it.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there are many people who want to cooperate with their pharmaceutical companies, even if there is no one, it doesn't matter.

After making all the preparations, after the two went up, Song Lichu sat on the main seat without saying a word, and the assistant next to him stood on the side and acted as a translator.