As soon as Xu Qiao heard the name, her scalp felt numb as if she had been pulled by someone. The tingling feeling just disappeared came back again, and she couldn't help taking a breath.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Lang's tone was tinged with a little less obvious tension.
"Don't tell me about the drunk. His scalp hurts!" Xu Qiao replied bitterly.
He was silent for a while. I don't know if it was because he was always in the position of being in debt. When he spoke again, Cheng Lang lost some of his superior Yin Yang strange Qi and gave a gentle "Oh".
"The accident has been dealt with. What else can we talk about?" Mention this matter, the small flame in Xu Qiao's heart rubs to rub to jump straight again.
"It's over with the police. It's not over with me. Your brother's a little light. "
Xu Qiao's eyebrows picked up happily.
Although Cheng Lang's extremely responsible attitude towards women makes her doubt that he is a big Mac central air conditioner in the relationship between men and women, now the air conditioning wind is blowing on him, I have to say it's still a little refreshing.
In this way, Zhu Li's guess may be right.
Count it carefully. From running after teasing her, to yelling at her, and then to making him angry by drunk Li nianda, Cheng Lang has done too much for her. It is estimated that conscience, just for her to the Zhao family.
This compensation is pretty enough to relieve her anger.
So she also gently "Oh" a, just "Oh" end seems to feel too docile too easy to coax some, with the kind of next second will be hard to hum his thorn edge way: "OK, then you go to the hotel to find me."
In the office, after Cheng Lang hung up, he saw Gao Rui on the other side, his face full of "old father" moved.
In the face of Cheng Lang's doubt, Gao Rui shakes his hand: "it's OK, it just depends on you laughing." ——So I didn't feel like I had worked all night.
“……” Cheng Lang looked slightly restrained, "why don't you laugh when it's worth celebrating?"
Gao Ruixin said that he didn't emphasize who he was looking for. How can he avoid suspicion? But on second thought, today is really a happy day for Cheng Lang.
If you want to talk about the enmity between the parents' room and the second room, it's really Pediatrics for you to come and go between Zhao Baoxing and Xu Qiao.
At that time, because of the vicious competition provoked by Er Fang, the whole Cheng family and even LAN Chen were in turmoil under the long-term internal friction. As losers, Cheng Lang's family claimed to accompany their father to recuperate from illness and moved to England to start a new home. In fact, half of them ran away and half of them gave in.
After long room retreats, the momentum of Er Fang is booming in China. Until three years ago, Cheng Lang's second uncle fought back and forth at the gate of death due to overworked heart disease. Since then, although he was still the nominal vice chairman, he had to retreat to rest behind the scenes and hand over the actual operation right of the group to his son Cheng Jun.
It's just that Cheng Jun is too young and ambitious. He tried to make a great career when he first took office. Considering that department stores and real estate are already sunset industries, and they have developed to the peak in his father's hands, so he can no longer give full play to them, so instead, he focused on the booming cultural market and planned the dream island theme park project.
In fact, Cheng Jun's idea is good, but his eyes are too high and his hands are too low. If he doesn't take good care of the bowl, he will shine his eyes on the pot. According to his practice of demolishing the east wall and building the west wall, within five years, lanchen will suffer a heavy blow.
Mr. Cheng, who is far away from London, is still the chairman of the board of directors, though he is not in charge of the business any more. Cheng Lang's business acumen coincides with the old man's idea, so the grandparents and grandchildren hit it off, which leads to Cheng Lang's parachute to lanchen as vice president.
However, if, as the rumor has it, it can be understood as the humiliation of the Cheng family after many years of staying in bed, it's not a bad idea. In less than a month, the project of his cousin Chunqiu dayeng for two years was killed, and everyone in the group was shocked by Cheng Lang's cruel methods.
If it wasn't for the sound insulation effect of the office on the 62nd floor, Gao Rui felt that standing here at the moment, he could probably hear people shouting and jumping on every floor.
Gao Rui laughed: "Congratulations indeed. Are you not going to Xifu club tonight? Mr. Shen and Mr. Jiang should prepare a celebration banquet for you. "
Business competition is not Lei Feng's behavior of doing well without leaving a name. Now that we have done so, we have to mobilize enough public opinion to expand the influence of the incident to build momentum. So as soon as the meeting on LAN Chen's side was over, Cheng Lang asked people to spread the news of today's seminar.
Shen Dang and Jiang Fang have just called to congratulate each other and invited him to have a talk tonight, but he hasn't replied yet.
Cheng Lang looks at the Canary by the window intentionally or unintentionally, and shakes his head: "please, Jiang Fang, you're going to send a woman here again."
Gao Rui nodded, thinking it was the same. Shen Dang and Cheng Lang went to the University together in London. He knew his secret illness from the beginning, but Jiang Fang didn't understand the situation.
Cheng Lang, on the one hand, has a good face. On the other hand, he has no way to talk about Jiang. He has never been willing to say that when he gets to a place full of clothes, he still has to play. If he can save it, he can save it.
Cheng Lang looked at his watch and said, "I'll leave for aldereyden in a quarter of an hour. Let's get the car ready."Gao Rui nodded his head and said something before he left?
But if you ask this, you will get Cheng Lang's answer: "is the threat of a woman comparable to that of a group of women?" or "isn't it that Li nianda has to go without a thorough solution to what he committed?" so he decides not to disturb the person concerned and silently knock down this sweet candy.
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Odd Lydon's room 2108, Xu Qiao is playing the blush with a brush before making up the mirror.
To tell you the truth, that smelly man is really not worth her making up. She also doesn't want to be misunderstood for his physical indispensability.
Can be really too bleak recently, plain state almost face such as dishes. After all, Cheng Lang is half of her Oh, maybe less than half of them, a third of them are ex boyfriends.
How can a woman lose her share in front of her ex boyfriend? Not a third!
She had to let him see with his own eyes how beautiful she turned down to be!
Xu Qiao put down the blush brush, looked at the wall clock on the wall, pinched her fingers, got up and changed into high heels and went out to do it. The house was still making up in the hotel. The motive was so obvious that she had to pretend that she had just returned from outside.
Xu Qiaofeng came downstairs, wandered around the hotel, and took the time to go around the main door.
Perhaps business elites have the habit of punctuality. Zeppelin just drove far away and stopped under the porch at the right time "an hour later".
Xu Qiao deliberately turns a blind eye and walks leisurely to the lobby with her handbag until she is stopped by Gao Rui's "Miss Xu".
She stopped and looked at him and Cheng Lang with a kind of "Oh, here you are" look.
Cheng Lang buttoned up his suit and came forward. Halfway through, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Gao Rui's hesitation and glanced back at him.
Gao Rui clenched his fist and coughed softly: "Mr. Cheng, if there's nothing wrong, I won't go up. I didn't sleep for a minute last night. Can you let me make up for sleep in the car?"
Cheng Lang's eyes sank: you dare.
Gao Rui's eyebrows drooped: I don't need to escort you. Miss Xu won't eat you again. It was an accident to hold you last time!
Cheng Lang's face turned cold: then come and be the door god for me.
Gao Rui is honest to keep up.
Xu Qiao looks at the two men in fog for a long time. She forgets all her planned lines. When Cheng Lang walks up to her and asks where she's coming back from, she blurts out an illogical answer: "ah, shopping."
Cheng Lang really looks at her empty hands, revealing a little distrust in her eyes.
"The clothes of the season are too ugly. I've been shopping for a long time, but I don't like one!" She pretended to be angry and turned to the elevator.
As a result, when passing by the front desk, a front desk lady noticed her and asked with a smile, "did Miss Xu drop something when she came back so soon? In the future, you.... "
Before the receptionist expressed her good intention of "you can call the hotel to send it to you in the future", she was glared back by Xu Qiao.
Cheng Lang steps a meal, droop an eye to see her: "stroll for a long time?"
Xu qiaohen bit the teeth after biting: "yes, you haven't learned imaginary numbers, and you don't know how to live like a year?"
Cheng Lang's eyes lingered on her face for a moment, nodded and kept her demeanor.
Xu Qiao leads him upstairs with the resentment of his bad start. She always feels that the man is suspiciously accusing her of seducing her. So after entering the room, Cheng Lang doesn't have to be hypocritical to point to the door: "open the door."
Gao Rui immediately followed suit, shouldering the responsibility of NPC and standing at the door.
Xu Qiao threw her cell phone at the porch, kicked off her high-heeled shoes, and went to the main seat of the sofa in the living room to sit down. Seeing Cheng Lang standing still, she glanced at him: "why do you want me to invite you to sit down, once you are born and twice familiar?"
After saying that, he remembered that he was a polite gentleman - at least on the surface, he probably couldn't sit down without the word "please". He raised his chin in disgust: "Xiao Cheng, please sit down all the time."
Cheng Lang sat down on the sofa on her left side and said, "although the accident has been successfully solved, I think the compensation should not be less than you. I came to ask how you want to deal with it..."
When he said this, he remembered that she didn't like to hear the name of "Li nianda" and said, "the person who makes you unhappy."
Chinese culture is extensive and profound. With such a change, the original business words immediately become ambiguous. Today, Cheng Lang didn't know if he was talking too much in the company, and his voice was a little hoarse. When the ending fell, he still had the taste of "the overbearing president fell in love with you, killing and setting fire are all with you".
With these words, even his light brown pupils seemed to be filled with some real affection.
Xu Qiao was in a daze. Her original unrestrained sitting posture was slightly restrained, and her feet shrank back. She said, "I know you have great ability. You can make him have a bad life for the rest of his life, but it's not good for me."
Li nianda is different from Zhao Baoxing.
Watching Zhao Baoxing eat her own evil will give her spiritual comfort. But Li nianda is not related to her. She is not so angry with the drunkard himself as she is mistaken for Cheng Lang's girlfriend.A woman who can carry things clearly is always appreciated.
Cheng Lang's expression loosened a little, nodded: "then do what is good for you."
"For example, let him give me more..." Xu Qiao blinked, threw out a rather spiritual "wink", rubbed his thumb and index finger, and made a gesture of comparison.
“……”
Seeing him stifling, Xu Qiao began to reason in a straight line: "have you ever heard of spending money to eliminate disasters? You see, if he doesn't give me money, you'll make him miserable. If he does, he won't have to suffer. What a good deal. "
For the first time, Cheng Lang heard people explain "rip off" so fresh and refined.
Of course, if money can make her happy, it can't be easier.
He said, "yes, how much do you need?"
Xu Qiao pointed to the skin of his finger: "how much can I compensate for this injury according to the law?"
Cheng Lang didn't have the heart to say vaguely, "maybe not much." ——I don't know if it's enough for a country bumpkin to have a good meal.
"Would it be a bit too much for me to start with?"
"No, you ask for it."
The only thing Xu Qiao needs now is money, but it's not good for the lion to open his mouth. It seems that the Xu family is poor and down, and he looks at the ceiling in embarrassment to keep his word.
Fortunately, Cheng Lang said in a timely and considerate way, "or I'll watch the claim, and if you feel it's not enough, add another one."
According to Cheng Lang's concept of money, I'm afraid it will only be more or less. Xu Qiao's face is "casual" and her heart is already smiling: "OK, that's it."
"Then I'll go back first."
"Wait a minute." Xu Qiao stopped him when he got up and said tentatively, "I've heard You offended the Zhao family today? "
He nodded: "yes."
This firm "yes" seems to be full of the momentum of "yes, I am for you".
At the thought that he didn't take the initiative to ask for credit with her like Lei Feng, Xu Qiao spent three seconds persuading her delicate hand and decided to give him some humanitarian care: "you are hoarse. How long have you been fighting with people for this matter? Let me pour you a glass of water."
Cheng Lang just wanted to say that he didn't need to talk about it, but he saw that she had already run to the kitchen and had to sit back.
Xu Qiao plugged in the kettle and looked back at the time by pressing the cell phone on the bright porch.
As a result, I saw the wechat message sent by Zhu Li half an hour ago: "no wonder you are not excited at all. It turns out that he is not angry at the crown. "
in a daze, Xu Qiao picked up her mobile phone and replied," what do you mean? "
Zhu Li:" it's spread all over the circle. It's said that Cheng Lang took advantage of the Zhao family to expose his cousin at the project seminar this afternoon! Well, think about it. How can such a man who is engaged in a career fall in love? 」
“……”
Xu Qiao looked at the kettle boiling in front of her eyes and began to think that the water could not be poured out.