Looking at Zhao Dahu's figure leaving, Hu Li's eyes are full of worry. She frowns and looks at Xiang rong'er sitting there leisurely and contentedly. Her hands hanging under the table have already grasped tightly.
"Come on, don't be so nervous. Your boyfriend is much smarter than you. It will be OK." One sidelong glance is full of worry Hu Li, to rong'er a light smile.
"Even so, I'm still worried." Although the heart of Zhao Dahu's ability is very clear, but Hu Li's heart is still up and down, worried about not.
"Bang!" See Hu Li this pair of small family gas appearance, to Rong Er cold bang, pick pick eyebrows, no longer speak.
Half an hour later, Zhao Dahu's figure appeared in the dining room. Seeing him back, Hu Li came forward excitedly and hugged him tightly. "Tiger, you finally come back. I'm worried to death."
"Fool, it's OK. Don't worry. Everything will be OK." Holding the woman in his arms, Zhao Dahu sighed deeply, then let her go and went to rong'er. "This is what you want."
Looking at the dish on the table to rong'er, she nodded with satisfaction, "I've turned the money, and it should be over soon."
"If nothing happens, we'll go." Take a deep look to rong'er, Zhao Dahu pulls Hu Li and says coldly.
"OK, take your time." Anyway, his own goal has been achieved, to rong'er shrug his shoulders.
With permission, Zhao Dahu smiles softly at Hu Li, who nestles in his arms with red eyes, and then takes her out of the restaurant.
When Zhao Dahu and they leave, they open the computer to rong'er, plug in the disk, narrow eyes half squint, carefully looking at the evening design.
"I didn't expect that this bitch would be really capable after staying abroad for several years." The slender fingertip keeps scratching, and Xiang rong'er's quick reading of the whole design scheme shows that the eyes with delicate eye makeup are full of cold meaning.
Although she had scoffed at the design of the evening before, after reading it now, Xiang ronger has to say that if the two companies really want to carry out a PK tomorrow, the winning rate of Xiang's is really not big. Thin lips slightly pursed, to rong'er fixed looking at the design on the screen, suddenly smile. No matter how good the design is, isn't it still in her hands?
"Ha ha..." The corner of his lips raised a smug smile and looked at the computer in front of rong'er. He imagined that he would lose face in front of ronghua's people tomorrow evening. He felt very happy in his heart!
"Young master Bai, I'm going to eat at Yimei's house today. Please serve yourself. Bye."
Bai Jingchuan gets out of the car and looks at the message sent to him by the woman. His face is black and he is Bao Gong.
Bai Jingchuan stood at the door of the Hilton Hotel, his eyes full of anger. He had known that he would not come back tonight, so he went home directly. What did he have to do?
Hilton Hotel
"night, night, even if you dare to fight with me, it's ridiculous! Five years ago, you were not my opponent. Five years later, you are still not! " Bright eyes half squint, to Rong son proud pick pick eyebrows, the corners of the mouth is full of malice.
Cold face will be installed mobile phone, Bai Jingchuan step up, will directly leave.
However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly got a heavy weight on his leg, and then his thigh was tightly held.