Chapter 792： Have we met somewhere (2)

Mu Chuqing's eyes briefly scanned the surroundings, and finally, his gaze paused for a few seconds on the empty front position next to Mr. Wang at the wine table.

"Excuse me..."

Mu Chuqing suddenly spoke, although her voice was not loud, but the people who didn't seem to care about her were silent for the first time and looked at her one after another.

Yeah, I can't help but care.

Their landscape gardeners are a small circle and one of the most inconspicuous industries. The outside world pays little attention to them, but people in the industry still care about some of their peers.

Mu Qingkong, a landscape gardener used by the president of the country f, and they have all seen her skills in the flower base.

The bright lights in the room shone on her body, and her facial contours were very clear. The white skin was almost transparent by the light. The facial features were very beautiful, but there were few smiling faces.

Most of all, I have only seen her showing a somewhat peaceful expression when dealing with flowers and plants.

Mu Chuqing paused, looked at the empty front position again, and asked again:

"What are the main plants in the manor we need to cultivate?"

When Mr. Wang heard the words, he couldn't help but glanced at her. After a long time of twittering, someone finally asked the idea.

The expression on his face was somewhat appreciative, "Only..."

"rose!"

The door of the box was suddenly opened, and a calm voice revealed the inherent domineering and cold arrogance, low and magnetic.

Mu Chuqing's body suddenly stiffened, and his hands under the table were suddenly clenched together, his face faded from blood, and his head was dizzy.

After hearing this, everyone turned their heads and looked out the door.

Behind the man was spreading the dim lights in the corridor, and his tall and slender figure was almost on top of the door frame of the private room. He stood upright in a perfectly manicured hand-made high-end black suit.

It was an incredibly handsome face, with perfectly erect features, a tall nose, flying eyebrows, lingering lips, and the lines of the edges and corners, all of which were full of dignity and solemnity.

Mu Chuqing slowly turned her head, her eyes flinched suddenly when she touched that face.

Wisdom was in those black eyes that were as deep as whirlpools and as bright as gems. i

In three years, I didn't expect that the change was so big...

"President Sheng!"

No one recovered from the reaction. Mr. Wang had already stood up from his position and greeted him with a call.

In hindsight, everyone stood up and greeted the man.

Mu Chuqing was raised by the colleague next to him, and then slowly stood up, without much expression on her face, but God knows how turbulent her heart is at this moment.

Being greeted by Mr. Wang, Fu Ming stretched out his hand to the man before sitting down.

"President Sheng, Jiu Yang, I am the second group leader of Zhaopeng Horticulture, Fu Ming."

The man's dark eyes glanced at Fu Ming, then his gaze slowly slid down, falling on Fu Ming's hand stretched out in front of him, and stared blankly for a long time.

Fu Ming was a little embarrassed for a while, just when he thought that this was famous in Fucheng, your young and promising entrepreneur disdain to shake hands with him as a "farmer", and brilliantly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Sheng Yuchen's lips twitched. , The long arm slowly raised, and his slender and powerful hand held Fu Ming's hand.

"Hello, this is Sheng Yuchen."