Chapter 532

Wenbo villa in western suburb,

Wen Siyuan has been home for a few days, and the wound on his face is very good, but he never mentioned the equity issue.

At lunch time, Zhou Lan had already prepared the table. Wenbo came down from upstairs, dressed in a suit and shoes, and looked like he was going out to talk business,

"I have a lunch at noon. I won't eat at home."

Wen Siyuan sat on the sofa and asked,

"Why so suddenly?"

"Not all of a sudden, it's still a matter of acquisition. Su Nianhua is very busy at ordinary times. He also acts for others, so it's harmless for me to cooperate with him a little bit in time."

If Su Nianhua is in a hurry to talk business with him, Wenbo will not be so happy.

He was quite satisfied with the previous price talks, and all aspects of the conditions were quite good, so he was in a good mood these two days. Even Hong Rizhang of Rongfa media made a few phone calls, but he refused to answer them.

If Huanyu is sold to an outsider who has nothing to do with Lanjiang City, he can still get the year-end bonus, which is better than selling it to Hong Rizhang.

Watching Wen Bo go out, the sound of the car engine disappears from the yard. Wen Siyuan closes the newspaper and stares thoughtfully at the direction of the study on the second floor.

Wenbo's chapters are usually kept in the study.

"After dinner, Siyuan."

Zhou Lan's voice made Wen Siyuan come back.

At this moment, Zhou Lan is wearing a beige dress with long hair on her head and a few wisps of hair hanging loosely around her ears, which brings out a bit of languid temperament, but it is more and more charming.

All of a sudden, Wen Siyuan had a feeling that his heart was like an ape.

At dinner, Yu Guang from the corner of Zhou Lan's eye glanced at the servant,

"You all go down first and clean up after dinner."

She and Wen Siyuan are left in the restaurant.

Zhou Lan served a bowl of soup to Wen Siyuan,

"Siyuan, this soup is boiled with big bones. Add dangshen to improve Qi. You're just hurt. Drink more."

Wen Siyuan took Tang's hand and slid from the edge of the bowl to a slender wrist. If there was something, he touched it on her wrist, took it back and took the soup,

"It smells good."

Zhou Lan clenched his fingers, only felt the sensation of electric shock all over his body.

After dinner, Zhou Lan's heart was absent. Wen Siyuan finished his meal as if nothing had happened. Then he stood up and gave Zhou Lan a thought-provoking look,

"I'll go upstairs first."

Leaving this, Wen Siyuan went to the second floor.

Zhou Lan holding a bowl, more and more unable to taste, the second floor of Wen Siyuan's bedroom came the sound of water, pouring her heart straight away.

If she didn't understand this, she had been watching the old man for so many years.

"Ma Zhang, clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then give you three days off. Don't you always say that you want to go back to your hometown to see your son? Go back. "

Mother Zhang, the servant, was overjoyed. She collected the dishes and chopsticks and went back to her room.

When she left, Zhou Lan gave her a red envelope,

"I had to come a year ago, but I can't transfer to other people's homes."

"Well, certainly, my wife is so kind to me."

After closing the door, Zhou Lan went up to the two floor. He first went back to his room, changed his clothes, sprayed perfume, then crept out of the door and moved toward the direction of the secondary position.

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At the gate of Qingxiu teahouse in the western suburb of Lanjiang City, a black BMW slowly stops. The waiters at the gate are very familiar and rush to open the door to meet the people who get off.

"Mr. Wen." This teahouse is opened by Wen Bo. It barely keeps balance every year. In fact, it's just a private club where he talks about things. Some time ago, he planned to sell it. However, seeing that the acquisition of Huanyu has a turn for the better, it's not impossible to stay in Lanjiang City, and this shop is still reserved

He came down.

He made an appointment with Su Nianhua to meet here.

Inside the box, the fragrance of tea filled the air.

Su Nianhua took part in the roadshows of the rest of his life all over the country. When he came back, the plane was late. Now he just arrived at the airport and missed the time.

Wenbo was not in a hurry. The waiter sent him a new tea to taste. He commented on it. The manager listened respectfully and wrote it down, saying that it would be improved next time.

As she spoke, the door of the box was suddenly opened, and the waitress in cheongsam said in a hurry,

"You can't go in, sir."

Wen Bo looked up and saw the man who had broken into the box. He was very familiar and thought that he was Hong Rizhang's assistant.

"What are you doing here?"

"Mr. Wen." He bowed respectfully and said, "I have something in my hand that I want to show you about entertainment."

Weinberg looked a little displeased,

"Do you know what I was going to talk about today?"

If there is no problem in the discussion, it's time to sign the contract today. Hong Rizhang's assistant appeared at this time and made it clear that he was going to do damage. If Su Nianhua arrived at this time, he would be speechless to see that he was also in contact with the people of Rongfa media. Assistant not flurried not busy way, "Mr. Wen, my home Hong always said that if you see such things or insist on refusing this cooperation with Rongfa media, then he will never disturb you again." Wenbo noticed that Hong Rizhang's assistant had a black folder in his hand. He could see a stack of paper in it“ This is all the background information of Su Nianhua. " The manager of the teahouse understood from the eyes of Wenbo, took the folder from his assistant and sent it to the tea table. Wenbo opened the folder and looked at it. His face changed a little. Then he turned a few pages. His face changed a lot. There was a sign of collapse. This effect is what the assistant wants to see and what Hong Rizhang expected early in the morning. The assistant said, "Mr. Wen, my husband is in the box next door. If you are interested, why don't you move?" Wen Bo closed the folder and looked gloomy. Hong Rizhang knew that Wen Bo was going to meet Su Nianhua here early in the morning. He also knew that if he didn't do anything else, the cooperation might be concluded at noon today. Huanyu Group was bound to win, so he would never allow such a thing to happen. So today is the last chance to prevent the completion of the contract. He was desperate, but almost sure to win. Inside the box, there is sandalwood. Behind the double-sided screen, there is Jiangnan women's minor playing. Hong Rizhang sits on the futon with his fingers in his hands and shakes his head. He looks relaxed and comfortable“ "Brush" sound, Wenbo opened the box door and came in, his face is blue, "pa" folder hit on the desktop, the huge noise did not block the sound of Pipa behind the screen. Wen Bo calm face, low roar way, "Hong Rizhang, what do you mean this?"“ It's meaningless, just to remind Mr. Wen not to trust villains easily. " Hong Rizhang's face did not change, but he was actually happy in his heart. Now, the long lost initiative is back in its own hands. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.