Apricot South Cafe.

"How did Secretary Jiang think about it?"

Zhang Cheng put one arm on the back of the chair and lit a cigarette and bit his lip.

Jiang Gardenia lowered her head and chuckled: "I will convey it to Mr. Jing for you." ”

Suddenly, his expression was a little complicated, and he fell silent for a moment.

"I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

Just as Jiang Gardenia was about to get up, a low and cold voice spat out from the man's thin lips.

"How about I get three percent of your shares when it's done?"

She remained silent.

"Ten percent."

Zhang Cheng was a little anxious, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing around, as if he was a code.

"Don't be ignorant, Secretary Jiang!"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he began to attack her personally.

Groping for the phone in his pocket and clicking on the recording function.

"Mr. Xiao Zhang, I have received your wishes."

"As for whether it can be or not, everything still depends on our Jing Zong's arrangement."

Zhang Cheng snuffed out the cigarette butt and spit out a laugh.

That's enough.

"What Jing can always give you, I can also give it to you."

His fingertips touched Jiang Gardenia's hand that was naturally hanging on the table, and rubbed it a few times.

Behind her, the woman held up her mobile phone and filmed everything that had just happened.

Jiang Gardenia didn't rush to withdraw his hand, but raised his head and stared at him with a smile, his eyes were like silk, as if he wanted to hook his soul.

"I'm afraid I can't afford the little chapter I want."

The flirtatious tone made the man opposite lose his temper.

Effortlessly, he slapped her hand: "Is this looking down on me? ”

"How can I say that I am also the future heir of Ladbrokes Group, and Ladbrokes will only be better than Qisi in the future!"

Zhang Cheng clapped his hands casually, and those who were hiding in the shadows all gathered in an instant.

"Secretary Jiang, you said that if I send the photos of you meeting me in private to Mr. Jing..."

"Will there still be a place for you in the Chisi Group?"

Ladbrokes and Chisi have always been rivals, and for whatever purpose, they will inevitably be put under a hat when they meet in private.

If something happens at this time, then this person will undoubtedly carry this pot.

"So you are the little Zhang general manager of Ladbrokes Group?"

The slender and delicate woman stood in front of him, her soft voice dragging a little tone.

Zhang Cheng squinted at this strange woman, and said in a solemn tone: "Are you?" ”

Although it is a question sentence, it does not mean to know the answer for half a minute.

Zhuli's eyebrows bent downward, and her eyes were instantly full of smiles.

"My name doesn't deserve to be remembered, but this..."

She held the screen of her mobile phone in front of Zhang Cheng.

Immediately, the truth was revealed.

Zhang Cheng snorted, and his face became visibly grim.

"Didn't you just give me the proof?"

He stared at her with a mocking smile.

Zhuli wasn't surprised by his words, but Jiang Gardenia wasn't as calm as usual.

"I'm sorry, I just lost the recording of my hand."

She shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and suddenly, the earpiece played the entire conversation between the two of them not long ago.

When did she come?

Why should she help me?

The expressions of the two people in the seat were very surprised, but the questions hidden in their hearts were clear.

"You!" Zhang Cheng got up abruptly and reached out to grab the mobile phone in Zhuli's hand, but she flexibly dodged it.

Enraged, he picked up the coffee on the table and tried to spill it.

Jiang Gardenia's eyes were quick to take a step ahead of him, picked up the hot water on the table, and splashed it on him.

Stealing chickens is not a loss, and it is difficult for Zhang Cheng to restrain his emotions.

"What are you still doing in a daze, take these two women away for me!"

He took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped his face, and his dissatisfaction was about to come out.

The reporter standing next to him put down his camera, and the chill was approaching the two.

Take people away blatantly in public?

Just when Zhuli was confused, a lazy and magnetic voice came through the air.

"It's late, I almost didn't see this play."

At the door, Jing Huaizhi let go of the doorknob he was holding and walked in with long legs.

Zhang Cheng was very surprised when he saw him, but he immediately suppressed that panicked heart.

Shifting to a more irascible tone: "What are you waiting for? Waiting to die? ”

But these people have been nailed to the spot since they saw Jing Huai.

"Don't embarrass these reporters, Su, return!"

Jing Huaizhi sat opposite him very consciously, almost word by word.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I am Zhang Cheng, the heir of the future Ladbrokes Group!"

Zhang Cheng had a hideous face and tried his best to explain his identity.

The corners of the man's mouth curled up as he leaned back in his chair.

"You know it in your heart."

He was not in a hurry, but reflected the abnormal attitude of the person opposite.

"You!"

Zhang Cheng was so angry that he blushed and had a thick neck, and he didn't want to continue to entangle with him and shook his head and left.

Before he had taken half a step, the man restrained his smile and said in a serious tone.

"Apologize to her."

The commanding tone is not negotiable.

He turned around and looked at Zhuli carefully, and his eyes almost stripped her naked.

"Apologize to her? She also ......"

The cup of coffee that didn't spill the bamboo pear was poured from head to toe at the moment.

Zhang Cheng became even more angry and flipped the table: "Jing Huaizhi! Do you think I'm still the poor boy I had four years ago when I had nothing? ”

"I'm telling you, if it weren't for you, we would have gone away a long time ago!"

"You thought she'd die if you forcibly brought her back..."

Bang!

A punch slammed into his chin, Zhang Cheng staggered back a few steps and hit the back of the chair, and barely stood up straight with his palms on the table.

"You're the least qualified person to mention her!"

Jing Huai's eyes were deep and close to ink, and he couldn't see it at a glance.

Zhuli could deeply feel the anger that was gradually revealed in him.

The small hand without residual warmth was held at his wrist.

"Don't be angry."

The small voice was afraid that he would lose his temper.

From the conversation between the two of them, she could probably analyze that they should be talking about a woman.

As for who this woman is, Takeri guesses that it may be Yuzu's mother.

Jing Huaizhi didn't have the slightest smile on his face, and his low voice was a little sickly: "Apologize to her." ”

Although Zhang Cheng was not convinced, he still said in a low voice: "I'm sorry." ”

Although these three words came out of his mouth without any sincerity, they were still said in the end.

He barely got him through.

The hand was on Zhuli's shoulder, and the strength of the clasp turned from shallow to deep.

"I'm going to get her back sooner or later!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to walk out of the café, Zhang Cheng subconsciously shouted.

He shouted inexplicably, and no one present understood it except Jing Huaizhi.

Hearing this, Jiang Gardenia picked up the bag on the seat casually and walked out slowly.

I don't care about what happened.

Outside the café.

Zhuli gently pulled off the corner of his suit, and his voice was muffled: "You, are you still angry?" ”

Jing Huaizhi was no longer like Fang Cai at this time, and raised his hand to pin the wind-blown hair behind her ears for her.

"I'm sorry to scare you."