Chapter 305

Mr. Ren is a good person.

After dinner, I also talked with Bai Qiuhua.

When separated.

Mr. Ren said with a sincere face: "To be honest, I always appreciate Vice Bai very much, if I can make a decision, this order will definitely be in your hands." But...... Chelsea's ability, and the other shareholders of our company, are very good-looking, and people recommend me almost every day!"

Bai Qiu's smile is still the same.

"Chelsea has indeed fought a few good battles in the past two years, not to mention the shareholders of your company, and I myself admire her very much, but ...... Most of her customers are Europeans and Americans, and she is afraid that she will not adapt to the water and soil in China. ”

This is also what Mr. Ren is worried about.

The whites are so far from them.

Even if there is a case of that national enterprise last year, he still has some scruples.

This is also one of the reasons why he does not cooperate directly with Monsoon Investment, but also accepts other companies to submit proposals to compete.

Remember https://m in a second.

"In short, I have very high confidence in Yingbei and Vice President Bai, and I hope you don't let me down!"

Mr. Ren's face was meaningful.

Mr. Ren rest assured that Yingbei's ability is not comparable to that of a company that has been established for a few years. Bai Qiuhua finally said something ambitious.

"Very well, I'm looking forward to your plan. ”

Subsequently, Mr. Ren got into the car.

Bai Qiu saw him off.

Originally, this project, Bai Qiu Painting had the heart to win.

Now, after seeing the rumored Chelsea, she is even more determined to get the project.

Although, whether this Chelsea is Ye Zhimeng or not, she can't be sure yet.

But......

Bai Qiuhua still thinks that no one can lose to someone who looks like that!

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Ye Zhimeng went back, had lunch with Yiyi and Youyou, went out for a walk, and when she came back, she bathed the two little guys.

started a family of three, each busy with their own work.

One by one, they locked themselves in the study and were reversing new programs.

The young are devoted to painting.

In addition to his social talents, he also has a good talent for drawing.

Last year, she also won a very good award for her oil painting.

Ji Tian wanted to prepare an art exhibition for her, but the little guy was very interested, and he felt that the works that were not good would not be accepted, so he resolutely did not go to the exhibition.

In this way, the number of works is not enough.

Therefore, the exhibition was postponed again and again, waiting for the young children to save enough paintings.

Ye Zhimeng is busy with work.

She streamlined and sorted out the requirements that Mr. Ren said during the day.

I first wrote an analysis report and listed the requirements that can be achieved and are not discussable.

Hao Tian is also busy working outside today.

In the past two years, her mother has changed her sex, canceled her plan to settle in Switzerland, and is ready to return to China to retire.

She thought for a moment.

I also plan to spread my career map to China, so that I can spend time with my family while taking care of my work.

When I got home after socializing, it was already past ten o'clock.

Hao Tian quietly went to the child's room to see the cub.

Open the door, empty.

However, the studio, study and Ye Zhimeng's studio are all lit up.

She crept over.

One door after another pushed open a crack to see.

Then: "......"

What kind of amazing family is this?

Painting genius, IT genius, and a genius who can't say where it is, but it's a very powerful genius.

Hao Tian felt that she was tired, and suddenly she seemed to be extraordinarily wasted.

"Godmother!"

You put down the paintbrush, and when she turned around, she saw Hao Tian tiptoeing away.

Immediately get down from a small ladder (the picture is too large, too short, and needs the help of a small ladder.)

Dada Da ran towards Hao Tian.

Hao Tian didn't dislike that she was covered with paint, so she picked it up, threw it high, and then held it in her arms.

"Children don't sleep so late, beware of growing tall!"

"Godmother's drinking! stink!" the young child leaned back, disgusted and avoided.