Seifuen Garden.

In the master bedroom, Jing Huai slowly turned the wine glass, and the Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Huaizhi, I think you should take the initiative." Du Jianzhou rested his elbows on the side of the sofa, slowly.

Jing Huaizhi raised the wine glass and drank the wine in his hand.

"Your rival is much more active than you, I can see it." Du Jianzhou bit his cigarette and quipped with a casual expression.

"Who else chases girls like you?" Speaking of this, he seemed to hold back a fire in his belly.

Jing Huaizhi rested the cup in his hand lightly on the glass coffee table, and glanced at him sideways: "You are so experienced, why are you still alone?" ”

He squinted slightly, his face full of relaxation.

Du Jianzhou closed his eyes deeply, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't say half a word.

It was already two months after Zhuli was discharged from the hospital, and Jing Huaizhi helped her ask for leave in advance in order to let her recuperate with peace of mind, and even paid the hospitalization fee.

Because he understands Takeri's obsession with money.

In the back seat of the Bentley, Takeri rolled her eyes and kept her body still.

She held back her stomach and wanted to say, such as: Can you put me down in front, and I'll go back and clean up my things myself.

Or can you discuss it again, I live very well in Ren Xingyan's house.

Also, do I still have a chance to run away from home?

"After you go back, you still have to pay more attention to rest, don't exercise vigorously, and I'll reimburse you for the taxi fare if it's too late in the morning."

Jing Huaizhi lightly opened his lips and said seriously.

Zhuli didn't listen to anything he said at all, and his mind was full of plans on how to convince him.

Wait, what did he say?

"Boss, what do you mean......" Her eyes lit up as she quickly twisted her body around.

Hope to hear him again.

However, Jing Huaizhi didn't give her such a chance, he picked up a magazine and flipped through it without saying anything.

When the car stopped smoothly at the door of Ren Xingyan's community, his mobile phone also rang.

The driver opened the door on Zhuli's side and pressed his palm against the roof of the car to signal her to get out of the car.

She pressed down on her left foot and stepped out first, then stopped and scratched her nose to look back at the man who was on the phone.

He didn't seem to be looking at her.

Zhuli hooked the corners of her mouth and got out of the car boldly.

The driver sat back in the main driver's seat as if he was going to drive away, and the people in the back seat had no intention of getting down.

She couldn't help frowning: it seemed that he was just talking, but it was good that she didn't have to think about how to deal with him anymore.

Zhuli didn't wait for the car to drive away and walked towards the community, and suddenly a lazy and seductive male voice came from behind him: "Zhuli." ”

She turned around and happened to meet Jing Huaizhi's dark eyes: "Boss, do you have any other orders?" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, the rear window was lowered in half, and the people in the car still maintained the posture of talking on the phone.

"Good night." Jing Huaizhi's low and magnetic voice made Zhuli dizzy to hear.

"Huh?" She's confused, isn't it afternoon?

"Say it in advance." Jing Huaizhi waved his hand at her to say goodbye.

Zhuli watched the car drift away, and she didn't understand why Jing Huaizhi would tell her good night at this time.

Following.

Operations Department.

"Is there any interest in this new product launch project?" In the office, Qiao Jue smiled lightly and his voice was clear.

Zhuli nodded, she thought that she would not be able to keep up with the pace of the company after not coming to the company for more than two months.

Qiao Jue pushed the folder in front of her in front of her: "Accompany me to meet Mr. Song of Yum Group tonight and talk about the launch of the Rhine big screen." ”

There were a series of question marks on her face, shouldn't this be Jing Huaizhi's business, how could it be entrusted to her.

"Okay." Zhuli leaned down and lightly picked up the folder on the desktop and took the door out.

As night fell, the gentle moonlight drifted wantonly on the streets, oozing a slight chill.

Longxing Hall on the fifth floor of Jufu Hotel.

Qiao Jue walked in front, and Zhuli was a little nervous following him, after all, it was the first time to socialize.

"If Mr. Song pulls you to drink for a while, you will say that you are allergic to alcohol."

Qiao Jue paused and spoke very quickly without thinking.

She pursed the corners of her lips in response.

The door was pushed open, and Takeri's eyes were directly attracted by the person sitting across from him.

"Didn't you say that it was Mr. Song?" She tugged at the corner of Qiao Jue's clothes behind her and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, I didn't say that."

Qiao Jue also felt inexplicable, didn't Mr. Jing say that this project was fully entrusted to him? How did it come.

Jing Huai's eyelashes drooped slightly, and even though he was very unhappy in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

This was the first time the two had seen each other since she was discharged from the hospital, although it was only a day apart.

"Mr. Jing, Mr. Song." Qiao Jue bowed slightly and greeted politely.

Jing Huaizhi nodded in response, and his eyes did not look at the bamboo pear behind him.

Zhuli sat down next to Qiao Jue, and as soon as he raised his head, his eyes collided with Jing Huaizhi opposite.

"It's been a long time since it's been so lively." Mr. Song sighed as he touched his thinning hair.

Qiao Jue couldn't stop nodding after hearing this, but he didn't know how to answer, so he could only get up and pour him wine.

"Mr. Song, Manager Qiao came today to talk to you about business." Jing Huaizhi doesn't go around the bend and goes straight to the point.

Song Lang's face darkened a little, "Mr. Jing, you are really anxious." ”

He pretended to hand him a step, but in his heart he had already sentenced him to death for this cooperation.

"Mr. Song, I toast you." Seeing this, Qiao Jue hurriedly raised his wine glass and stood up.

He didn't quite understand what Jing Huaizhi meant, didn't he ask for cooperation? Why would you have such an attitude towards Party A.

Song Lang raised his wine glass casually, not taking Qiao Jue in his eyes at all.

Zhuli's eyes darkened, and it was over! Cooperation should not be yellow.

"Mr. Song, I also toast you." She poured a full glass of the wine bottle beside Qiao Jue, and looked at him with a smile.

Song Lang has always known how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so when facing a beautiful woman to toast him, he naturally has a different attitude.

He stood up and drank all the wine in his glass, in Qiao Jue's opinion, he was already very face-saving.

After drinking, Song Lang's ill-intentioned eyes never moved away from her.

"It's your turn, beauty." He smiled eerily, and his gaze seemed to gnaw her into his stomach.

Qiao Jue touched her foot under the table and reminded her to drink less, because he knew that as long as he opened this head, it would be much more than this glass of wine.

Takeri could feel her feet under the table rubbing off, and she moved her gaze to the other side.

The person on the other side was holding the dish casually, and he didn't care at all.

She raised her head and took a sullen look like Song Lang.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhuli was unsteady on the soles of her feet and shook twice, but fortunately, Qiao Jue had the foresight to hold her behind her.

She sat back unharmed.

I thought it would be over here, but I didn't expect Song Lang to pour another glass of wine casually.

"It's not fun to drink like this, isn't it?" He threw a wink at Zhuli obscenely.

Everyone present waited with bated breath for his next sentence, except for Jing Huaizhi.