Ye Chen Xiao Churan works

cap. 228

    

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finished, Ye Chen hurriedly walked out the door, and there was a quarrel between the two men behind him.

it is difficult for an upright official to break household chores, so he had better stay out of it.

Ye Chen casually found a small restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and planned to hang out until the evening before going home.

this is the famous food street in Jinling City, with a lot of people.

Ye Chen was having dinner when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures across the street.

isn't that the old woman Xiao Chu ran

across the street is a very high-end restaurant. Across the floor-to-ceiling glass on the second floor, Ye Chenzheng saw Xiao Churan sitting by the window, opposite a middle-aged man in a suit and gold glasses.

Xiao Churan is constantly talking to the man with the information, as if he is introducing his studio, probably trying to get the other party to invest.

but the middle-aged man was not wilting and glanced straight at her neck, neckline and chest.

I even want to touch Xiao Churan's hand by means of holding materials.

fortunately, Xiao's eyes were sick and his hands were quick at first, so he dodged at once.

Ye Chen saw a burst of anger going straight to his forehead!

this bull** dare to hit on his wife!

the waiter just came over with a bowl of wonton noodles, and before he put it down, Ye Chen stood up and took out a red bill and patted it on the table.

"keep the change."

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A seat on the second floor of Yunlai Hotel.

Xiao Churan is restraining his disgust, forcing himself to smile and saying to the man across the table, "Boss Mei, I have written down the future plans of the company. I will certainly develop in the future. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will certainly give you the best project planning."

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"I know all your abilities, Miss Xiao." The middle-aged man showed embarrassment: "but now the company still has several projects to invest at the same time, and the funds are very tight."

Xiao was a little disappointed. He talked to him for a long time, but the other side was still ambiguous, so that she could not get to the bottom of it.

seeing Xiao Churan's look, the middle-aged man rubbed his hands deliberately and said, "in fact, it's not impossible. I'll discuss it with the top management of the company again. To be honest, I'm very optimistic about your company. Why don't we have another chat at eight o'clock tonight, and I'll know more about it."

"Boss Mei, this is not so good."

Xiao hesitated at first.

it's getting late at eight o'clock in the evening. If we go on talking, I'm afraid the result will be late into the night. I'm a married woman, and it doesn't sound good to spread it.

the middle-aged man said with a smile, "it's not too late to invest. If we don't get to know each other in depth, how can we have mutual trust" I'll treat you to midnight snacks in the evening and talk about the plan. Come on, Mr. Xiao, shake hands for our future cooperation. "

with that, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and shook it at Xiao Churan's little hand, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of evil light.

this middle-aged man named Mei Ping has long been salivating over Xiao Churan, who is the first Beauty in Jinling.

just because of the lack of opportunities, I have never had a chance to lay hands on this beautiful woman.

now Xiao Churan actually came to him personally, saying that he had broken away from the Xiao family and wanted to persuade him to invest in his new studio, which made him happy. He planned to take Xiao Churan down tonight and have a good time!set.what do you mean when I say so much, you always refuse, my son even makes a promise, and you still refuse Despise me, the Wu familyafter a moment of silence, he said, "Uncle Song, I dare to ask, i...