Yangliuyiyi, drizzle like smoke, poetic hazy.
Mu Qingzhu and Ruan Hanyu both came out to send Ruan Mutian back to the hotel.
At this time is noon, the weather with silk warm, light rain hit on the oil paper umbrella, and through the umbrella fell on the body, touched on the skin, warm, moist, that kind of feeling is really comfortable, muqingzhu never felt so happy.
"Well, you don't have to send them. Go ahead and do your own work." After a long walk, Ruan Mutian stopped them and sent them away.
"Well, Dad, take your time." Ruan Hanyu is eager to do so. You know, since he came to Wuzhen, he has not had the opportunity to take Mu Qingzhu to visit the ancient town in the poetic and picturesque atmosphere. Now that all his heart is open, they can easily enjoy the scenery of the ancient town.
At the moment, he caught Mu Qingzhu's little hand and bid farewell to Ruan Mutian.
Hand in hand, they walked along the street beside the river. The water gurgled and ran forward happily.
Ruan Hanyu took the red oil umbrella in muqingzhu's hand and covered their heads. Most of the umbrellas fell on muqingzhu's head.
The broken bridge is just across the river. With the vicissitudes of history, they set foot on the arch bridge and stand in front of the eyes.
Meandering river, winding forward, big and small awning boat across the river, unspeakable poetic.
"Qingzhu, I didn't expect that we would meet in Wuzhen. It seems that we are destined." Ruan Hanyu sighed and said, "heaven has not treated us badly after all."
Muqingzhuwei smiles and leans his head on his chest.
"Hanyu, I have something to say to you. "She said softly, in a soft voice, with a sweet smell.
"What do you say? I'll listen for you. "Ruan Hanyu put his hand on her slender waist and responded softly.
"Hanyu, do you want those car model drawings?" She raised her little face in his arms and asked, blinking her bright eyes.
It's all about what!
So poetic, this woman is still doing business with him. What's the meaning?
"Hanyu, don't be surprised." Muqingzhu naturally saw his doubt, and he smile, his small face raised high, straight into his eyes, and said seriously: "before I leave Wuzhen, I want to do something. After all, I've been here for so long, and it's fate that I can come here."
Ruan Hanyu looked at her long eyelashes and the look on her small face, which was very serious. Suddenly he raised a smile and asked softly, "tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Ah." Mu Qingzhu sighed, "I think you probably guessed it."
In this way, he told the story that principal Kuang brought the children to find her that day.
Ruan Hanyu listened carefully, and his eyes were filled with sarcastic anger.
This high factory director is really mean. He wants to think about women and children.
"Hanyu, although President Kuang is entrusted by director Gao, the actual difficulties in the factory and the school are also true. When my father asked me for my opinions, I was considering the overall situation of Ruan group. But in private, I think we should do what we can, even for Xiaobao Jide." Mu Qingzhu continued to say euphemistically.
Ruan Hanyu understood her meaning and stroked her hair lightly.
"If you want me to invest, just tell me directly, or just when dad asked you, just tell me directly. As long as you say anything, I will listen to you." Ruan Hanyu looked down at her deep eyes and said.
"No, never." Mu Qingzhu shook his head. "As a group company, no matter what you do, you have to weigh it over and over again. You have to think about the interests of the company instead of dealing with problems by personal feelings. You have to think about the welfare of the company's staff all the time, otherwise it will be the second petrochemical plant."
Mu Qingzhu analyzes it very carefully. She can't win the name of being a good person with the interests of Ruan group, which is totally unnecessary.
Ruan Hanyu looked into her bright eyes. The color of her eyes was a little deep. He took her shoulder lightly and said intimately, "my wife knows the truth."
"But not investing doesn't mean doing nothing. There should be compassion. Ruan group is a big group company. Blatant investment will touch the interests of some people, but individuals can still do something. Therefore, I want to set up a charitable sponsor. Do you know why I sold those drawings online? It's for this school. " Mu Qingzhu's face glowed under the red oil paper umbrella, and the warm smile on her lips was beautiful and soft. Her eyes were looking at the cheerful and flowing streams, and her faint self-confidence and deep feeling radiated from her. She believed that she could help these families with her own help. Although it was a drop in the ocean, she did her best.
Ruan Hanyu's heart was warm. With such a sensible wife, what was he worried about.
"I understand your intention, and I will fully support you. Not only do I need your batch of drawings, but I also need to pack you. As for the price, you can take it. Switzerland has already agreed with Liu manhe. You can operate it yourself." He said slowly in a soft voice."Thank you, Hanyu." Mu Qingzhu said with a blush and a smile.
"Do you want to thank me for that? I can't even ask for your drawings at a high price. Today you are willing to sell them to me. I also want to thank the school and the children. " Ruan Hanyu suddenly laughed and joked.
"Hanyu." Mu Qingzhu's heart was suddenly sweet. He called out a low voice, and his face was an irrepressible smile. He stretched out his hand and hugged his waist.
"Well." Ruan Hanyu's heart was softened by such a low, soft and affectionate cry. He answered and looked down at her. Under the red oil paper umbrella, the woman's face was so beautiful that he suffocated. There was infinite amorous feelings in her bright eyes. His charming and shy appearance made his heart shake.
This woman, this appearance, is sure not to seduce him?
He looked at her with some dementia, and slowly bent down his head. Two pieces of red lips attached her delicate lips. They began to kiss each other passionately on the broken bridge. It was a kiss as long as a century, and all the tender feelings were explained in the kiss.
It was not until they were breathless that Ruan Hanyu's lips left her red lips.
"Hanyu." Mu Qingzhu murmurs the name of bone marrow. His hands are tightly wrapped around his strong waist and his face is deeply buried in his strong chest.
At this moment, it seemed that she was involved in her love from generation to generation. The man had already integrated into her life. She thought that she could never be separated from her anymore. She was sure that she loved him, and she was clear from the beginning.
Ruan Hanyu was so tightly hugged by her, her face was close to his chest, her hands wrapped around him like Teng man. It seemed that Ruan Hanyu had become a part of his body and could not be cut any more. Those who were afraid of losing her were all filled at this moment, and their hearts were full of fullness and love.
He smile, big hand stroked her hair, drizzle is still flying all over the sky, he put the whole umbrella all over her body, a hand hugged her tightly.
After standing for a long time, Ruan Hanyu said softly, "Qingzhu, let's go."
"No, Hanyu." In his arms, Mu Qingzhu closed his eyes and shook his head. His voice was a soft ending.
Ruan Hanyu felt that the voice had penetrated into his blood and quickly spread all over his limbs. His whole body was soft. He held her tightly again and stood on the broken bridge with a happy smile on his face.
There are people flocking to the arch bridge constantly. At this time, it is a good spring. Many tourists come to the arch bridge and marvel.
They were pushed back by the crowd. Ruan Hanyu tried his best to protect her from being bumped by tourists. They were gazing and laughing under the red umbrella.
"Going or not?" He asked again in a low voice. She didn't want to show her love to him in public, but today she is abnormal.
"Go, you carry me." She tilted her mouth slightly, just like a little girl.
She was wearing a green lace skirt, which was blown lightly by a spring breeze. Her soft and boneless posture was looming in the skirt, her hair was covered, and her face was ruddy and delicate under the red oil paper. It should be the most beautiful painting.
Many tourists looked at them.
"Well, I'll carry you." Ruan Hanyu's coquetry to a little woman is certainly not to be desired. At the moment, he touched her delicate nose with his hand, and turned his back with a smile. Mu Qingzhu's hands were soft on his neck, and the whole person was lying on his back with his face close to his back, smiling coyly.
Ruan Hanyu walked forward with the crowd behind her back.
After walking for some distance, looking back, the broken bridge is already in the distance. They all stare at the ancient arch bridge. For a moment, it seems that they all have a sense of seclusion.
After a while, Ruan Hanyu picked her up and walked slowly towards the front.
There is a song floating in front of us. It's a minor of Jiangnan: misty rain and misty rain in Yangzhou. A hundred years of coincidence, it's amazing, the rain is continuous, the feelings are deep, how many stories are in it, how many buildings are misty rain singing in Yangzhou
Mu Qingzhu closed her eyes and lay on Ruan Hanyu's back, listening to the low and graceful Yangzhou tune. Her inner intoxication completely drowned her
The next day, Mu Qingzhu negotiated with the Swiss company online and sold the drawings to Liu manhe at a price of 10 million yuan. Then she contacted the local government and remitted the 10 million yuan to the designated account in the name of a special project. She also listed some key points of assistance, including investment in schools and donation to children from poor families.
In a word, the development of petrochemical plant has come to an end.
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