Chapter 227

But Yi Qiao is wearing one-step skirt, thin high-heeled shoes, and Fu Zhendong's distance is also far, even if mang zujin, or can only watch the car from her farther and farther!

And she has been following his car for several kilometers.

Yi Qiao really couldn't run any more. She put her hands on her knees and arched her body to breathe.

Chest pain is not good because of extreme hypoxia.

A few minutes later, a car stopped in front of her.

Yiqiao gasped and looked sideways. The co driver's window came down, revealing Fu Zhendong's rigid face. "You followed me for three blocks."

"Director Fu, I'm Shen Yiqiao from AC. I'd like to talk to you about the design contract of the resort."

"Shen Yiqiao?" Fu Zhendong slightly a Leng, looking at Yi Qiao's eyes a little more to explore the deep meaning, "AC Mo Dong's fiancee."

"Design assistant for ac."

"Design assistant?" He nodded meaningfully, "if you come to talk to me as Modong's fiancee, Tianzheng will think it over carefully, but if you are the design assistant of AC, I'm sorry, I can't help it. You should know, what our company attaches most importance to now is the case of resort, so I can't give it to a design assistant who has no practical experience at all."

This is already a euphemism.

Yi Qiao finally quelled the nausea and pain in her chest and straightened up, "Director Fu, can you give me a few minutes to listen to me?"

Fu Zhendong has no choice but to give this face.

Even if she talked to him as a design assistant, after all, she was mo Beiting's fiancee.

"Come up," he said, looking at his watch. "I'm going to pick up my daughter at seven."

"It won't take you too long." Yi Qiao quickly opened the door and sat in!

Not far behind, there is a black Land Rover.

Mo Beiting's arm was on the lower window, and a burning cigarette was between his fingers. Qiao Jinhuai yawned and squinted at the car in front of him.

But just swept one eye, turned to open line of sight, "not past?"

Mo Beiting threw the cigarette, put in gear, stepped on the gas, "what did you do in the past?"

"Damn, you've been so far away, just to see if Fu Zhendong let her get on the bus?"

As the Land Rover passes by Fu Zhendong's car, Qiao Jinhuai looks out of the window

Yi Qiao is holding the computer in his palm and giving it to Fu Zhendong.

"Director Fu, these are all my designs abroad. Although I was a college student at that time, I have had the experience that the design was finally adopted and built. I'm not asking you to sign a contract with AC now. You can read the design draft first. If you are satisfied, we can talk about the contract again. If you feel that my design can't meet the requirements of your company, that's OK."

Fu Zhendong pondered for a moment.

It didn't hurt him. It also gave Mo Beiting face. He didn't have to refuse.

"Yes, but Miss Shen, I can't give you a definite answer in the end. I need to see the design drawings."

"I know. Thank you, Director Fu. Can I go to the venue later?"

"Good."

Yi Qiao got off and took a taxi to the venue.

The project has not started yet, and there is no one to guard it. It's just a piece of open space.

This place is a bit partial. She came here late, and now it's almost dark.

She's a little sorry. She should come back tomorrow!

But she didn't have much time. She just wanted to see the site as soon as possible and draw the outline.

It covers a lot of land!

Yi Qiao estimated, oneself can't catch up with this promotion examination stipulation time.

Want to understand this, she is completely out of the time setting, just want to draw the design draft.

She had only planned to walk around the entrance, but she forgot the time. When she came back, it was completely dark.

Suburban, no one, no driving.

Yi Qiao walks towards the entrance and calls didi with her mobile phone.

This place is a bit biased. She has increased the price three times, but no one has accepted the order. Yi Qiao is about to increase the price for the fourth time when she suddenly steps into a pit

Thin high-heeled shoes, simply can't bear much force, Yi Qiao didn't support, fell on the ground.

There was a click in the ankle, as if it had dislocated.

"Sizzle.".

She wrinkled her whole face in pain, but she didn't care to call for a car, so she leaned over and rubbed her sprained ankle.

Yi Qiao has no experience, also don't know this is dislocated, or just sprain.

She rubbed for a while, and found that the ankle swelling, and more and more pain!