Chapter 192

How can Wang Baolai not recognize that Yang Zhiming is threatening him.

But whether it's wind or rain, he can only recognize it.

Wang Baolai had such a premonition when he was still on the road this evening. Now it's true. But if you think about Qin Mingyue's performance in bed, he feels that even if he dies, it's worth it, so he's relieved.

"Certainly." Wang Baolai thought that Yang Zhiming did not regard him as an enemy, so he still had a friendly smile on his face.

Qin Mingyue looked back and said to Wang Bao, "you can rest assured about that. As for the plan, I'll go back and think about it."

With that, Qin Mingyue went into the elevator by herself, and Yang Zhiming followed him. At the moment when the elevator door closed, he gave Wang Baolai a very special look.

In Wang Baolai's opinion, his eyes were full of murderous spirit.

He knew that he had offended people this time.

In the elevator, Qin Mingyue and Yang Zhiming look at each other as if they were strangers.

After getting out of the elevator, Yang Zhiming followed Qin Mingyue closely. It seemed that Qin Mingyue's steps were faster. People who don't know the inside thought that these two people came to open the house today, but they never thought that Yang Zhiming came to block the door.

Qin Mingyue quickly gets on her car. Yang Zhiming hesitates a little, then opens Qin Mingyue's door and gets on her car. If Qin Mingyue had not forced him out of the car, he would not have come down tonight. He still has a lot to say to Qin Mingyue.

"What are you doing here? Are you spying on me? " Qin Mingyue, who has been seated in the driver's seat, suddenly turns to look at Yang Zhiming and asks angrily.

"If you don't feel guilty, why understand it as surveillance? As I said, I'm protecting you. In addition, can you explain what you two have been doing for so long? Have you thought about how I feel? Qin Mingyue, I am a normal man

With that, Yang Zhiming almost burst into tears. Because in front of the strong Qin Mingyue, he is not strong at all. No matter how strong he is, he will always be pressed by Qin Mingyue.

"Normal men? Is a normal man tracking his girlfriend? What do you mean, Yang Zhiming? I need to think about how you feel? What did I do? Wang Baolai and I sat in the room for less than 20 minutes. What's the matter? I have to talk business with people every day, sometimes for as long as two hours. Do I have to consider your feelings about Yang Zhiming, and then withdraw from business? "

"That's different. Your job is Qin Mingyue. Have I followed you in your work? When did I interrupt your business? "

"Then why can't it be twenty minutes today?" Qin Mingyue sneered.

"Of course not. A schoolmate from the countryside is not talking about business. What can I say for more than 20 minutes?"

"How do you know we're not in business?" Qin Mingyue asked.

"He's a poor boy in the country. He even brews a bottle of wine himself. What business can he talk to you about? Qin Mingyue, don't cover up any more, OK? Don't you know what you're doing in the room? "

"Yang Zhiming, you understand, what have we done?"

Although guilty, Qin Mingyue is still so strong on the surface.

Now she's not sure. She seems to have called at that time, and she doesn't know the size of her voice.

"Anyway, I didn't hear you talk about business!" Yang Zhiming looks out of the window angrily.

"Do we have to talk about business like a meeting?"

"Tell me about it. What kind of business are you talking about with that bumpkin?" Now Yang Zhiming wants Qin Mingyue to show him his cards, otherwise, the knot in his heart will be hard to open.

"Yang Zhiming, do I have to disclose all the secrets of Qin Mingyue to you? I can't have a little personal space myself, can I? Let's not say we are still in the stage of love. Even if we are married, do I have to be a little free? " Qin Mingyue is very good at reasoning, which benefits from being a student cadre when she was young.

"What's the matter with freedom? If I go out to play with women, would you like to? " However, Yang Zhiming is very good at setting situations for people to put themselves in the situation.

"Are you looking less? Yang Zhiming, you promise me that you haven't gone out to play with women? " Qin Mingyue asked coldly.

"I was just playing, but I didn't take it seriously. Which of my brothers isn't? You can't let me walk around the old man every day, can you

"Go ahead and take them to the movies. Why do you want to see me?" Qin Mingyue turns back and doesn't want to pay attention to Yang Zhiming.

Of course, Yang Zhiming's heart is empty. He's not just playing. All the female subordinates in his company are carefully selected. If they are not beautiful, they should not. Moreover, they are all passed by him. Qin Mingyue has heard about this for a long time, but she doesn't want to worry about it, because she thinks that to worry about those women is to lower her level, and she also knows that she can't follow Yang Zhiming every day. How can she stop him from playing? Besides, I still have a career.

But I didn't expect that I just had a date with my male classmate and let him follow him.

"Mingyue, as long as you say what business Wang Baolai has really talked with you, I won't stop you." Yang Zhiming finally gave in. He knew that Qin Mingyue had a bad temper, which he could not subdue.

Qin Mingyue breathlessly silent for a few minutes, then said: "he wants to pull me into shares, to engage in rice base."

"How much do you make growing rice? Isn't that pure bullshit? I think that's just an excuse for him to get close to you. How much can he give you, that is, three hundred and fifty thousand a year? I don't believe that. "

"He wants to give me 10 million yuan, Yang Zhiming. How much can your company earn a year?"

"Ten million? Do you want to breathe? " As soon as Yang Zhiming heard this figure, he directly laughed. In his opinion, a farmer can survive for two or three hundred thousand a year. How can it be tens of millions? This is Qin Mingyue's personal profit. How is that possible?

"I know you don't have that vision. Come on, I'm going home. I have something else to do Qin Mingyue wants to drive Yang Zhiming out of the car.

"Qin Mingyue, although we haven't planted any land, we generally know the price of grain. How much is Wuchang rice? Is it gold that Wang Baolai grows? "

"He planted 300 mu of rice this year for 100 yuan per kilogram. How much is the yield per kilogram

"A hundred dollars a kilo? What kind of rice? That kind of rice must not be cheap, right

"I don't know. Anyway, I only heard him say that the net profit per mu is 100000 yuan."

"If it's really so good, then I'll invest in it. Tell Wang Baolai how much money I'll pay!"

"Do you think anyone can be Wang Baolai's business partner?"