Chapter 797

"Where? Where?" With Qinglang's voice, Ling Qingyu and Yan San came in and jumped next to Ling Ma with a few steps. Ling Qingyu asked.

"Let's go to the ancient city and have a rest with ah Zhao and them in the hotel." Ling Ma patted her hand lovingly. The men all hung up yesterday. Her worried appearance made her worried. Let them have a good rest in the hotel.

"Ah! What is this injury! It's just a broken skin! It's nothing! Just spit a little! Don't worry, it doesn't matter, let's go together! Let's ride around the ancient city!" Ling Qingyu waved carelessly and said with a bright smile.

For a moment, the air around seemed to change, and the air seemed to be full of flowers. The smiles on the faces of the men who were just worried made the sun pale.

People who couldn't figure out the situation were surprised. Looking at the men who were still discussing whether to play cards or mahjong just now, they jumped up like chicken blood, saying that I'll rent a car, I'll check the route, I'll find recommendations, and I'll get food

The restaurant is empty at once

The old people also went back to prepare. Ling Qingyu sat in front of Su Mu's breakfast table and looked at Cheng Jia with an ambiguous smile and said, "what are you doing?"

Cheng Jiamei picked her head, snorted, stretched out her intact and beautiful white jade like hand, clamped a small dot with two fingers, gently bit it on her lips, and then picked out the evil range at the corner of her mouth, saying, "I'm not hurt!"

Uh! Ling Qingyu's eyes turned and her face was full of laughter. As soon as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by two men sitting opposite her with a hurry.

"Miss Ling, I'm liangjiarong."

"I'm Wu Kun."

Uh! Ling Qingyu was startled. He didn't take out the chopsticks in his mouth. He leaned back slightly and said, "I know, we introduced each other the day before yesterday." To be exact, I already know you two in Macao. It's hard to know whether you want to know, especially Liang Jiarong

"Well, we are so familiar that we don't beat around the Bush anymore. My father is very interested in the project that Miss Ling and President Zheng cooperate on." Liang Jiarong cut straight.

"Er, in fact, we are not very familiar..." Ling Qingyu unconsciously leaned back a little, so enthusiastic? What do you want?

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I don't want to get involved in your project." Wu Kun hurriedly answered, "well, President Zheng showed the design drawing to our old man. The old man was very interested and had great purchase intention, but he hoped to meet the designer before the construction, hoping to meet some of the old man's personal needs."

"Meaning, want to design independently?" Ling Qingyu regained consciousness, and immediately sat upright. First he leisurely drank a mouthful of porridge, then ate a mouthful of powder, and said, "this is not impossible, as long as the money is enough."

"Money is easy to say." Liang Jiarong laughed.

"Well, don't worry about it. First of all, wait for the approval of the project from President Zheng, then look at the overall plan, and then look at the location you selected. After these are confirmed, we'll see what design you want better." Ling Qingyu glanced at Cheng Jia and said, "moreover, we only provide three modifications to the design drawings at most. If you are not satisfied, you can do it yourself."

Three modifications? Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun's faces froze. Even top designers don't have this tone, do they?

"Yes, it's tiring and time-consuming to do design. My Jiake doesn't have so much time to play with you." Ling Qingyu said with a bright smile, holding the hand secretly touching her leg from under the table.

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Uh... No time? But I think he's too idle... Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun swallowed this. Geniuses have personalities, and good ideas need inspiration. Inspiration from geniuses suddenly erupts in the accumulation of time. Well, they think they can accept this proposal. Anyway, they like it or not. You can see the general idea in the rough draft.

That large-scale planning drawing is very much in line with the old man's wishes. I don't think others can be wrong.

"Then, could you please Mr. Cheng help us make a simple sketch?" Wu Kun asked without giving up.

"Well, I'd better wait until the previous things are finished, otherwise it won't count." Ling Qingyu replied with a smile, and at the same time, her finger scratched in Cheng Jia's restless palm.

"Then let's make a deal. Mr. Cheng will be bothered then." Liang Jiarong laughed.

Cheng Jia nodded and smiled. Her hand under the table tightly grasped the troublemaker's hand and felt the warmth. Her mind only stayed on what she said that my Jia Ke didn't have time to play with you. She didn't say it behind. Naturally, my Jia's time was to stay with me

"Eat quickly. They have rented their cars." Yan San knocked on Ling Qingyu's hand on the table and said faintly.

"Then let's go pack our things first." Liang Jiarong got up with a smile and left with Wu Kun, talking in a low voice as they walked.

"What did they say?" Seeing Yan San's expression, Ling Qingyu asked.

"I didn't expect to have this harvest this time, so I can take credit with the old man at home." Yan San withdrew his eyes and then said, "he also said that the project mentioned by Xiang Dongxi should not be wrong. They would suggest that the family and Xiang Dongxi cooperate fully."

Ling Qingyu blinked, bit his chopsticks and said, "comprehensive cooperation..."

"What?" Yan San glanced at her and asked.

"Well, nothing. Let's not think so much. Let's play first."

Lijiang ancient city, since it was discovered by the world, has been famous for its leisurely and elegant life. As time goes by, more and more people come here to stroll on Sifang street and take pictures by the brook. One by one, distinctive bars are quietly opened on both sides of the clear snow stream. Slowly, the air in this ancient town is slightly emitting sweet ambiguity, walking hand in hand in the lazy sunshine of summer afternoon, Listening to the ancient music by the window, the romantic legends that have spread one by one have added a thick touch to this place.

Compared with the ancient city, the romance and tenderness in the ancient city, which is like the temple of love, is the most attractive place in Lijiang.

Banyan tree is in Shuhe, which is still some distance away from Lijiang ancient city. The old man certainly can't ride a bike, so he took the car driven by Sumu and went directly to the ancient city. The rest of the people wiped out the bikes in the hotel and rode to the ancient city.

In the middle of spring, Lijiang is the most beautiful time. The figure of Yulong Snow Mountain in the distance stands majestically under the sky. The clean road is full of flowers, and the roadside pedestrians are smiling and amiable. Even the wind blows on their faces, bringing a refreshing coolness.

They learned to ride bicycles in Luoping. Trained by Lu Yao, they can even drive motorcycles freely. It's natural to ride this.

Although she was in a relaxed mood, Yan San was still worried about her body, which was tossed by herself, and insisted on riding a double car.

Someone was doing labor in front of him, so ling Qingyu simply put his feet on the empty shelf and just took a camera to take pictures.