Fu Jincheng also laughs, "where, Zhang Zong is praising my aesthetic, I Fu is too happy, where will be angry?"
The number of cooperation between Zhang and Fu Jincheng is not low.
Fu Jincheng is more than 20 years younger than him, but he can't see through him and is often led by his nose.
Sometimes, it's really bad.
But there's no way.
In the face of interests, all other things are no longer things.
Only interest is eternal!
He quickly changed the topic and began to ask his secretary to take out the documents and talk about business affairs.
Gao Yunjin sat beside Fu Jincheng, holding the dessert Fu Jincheng gave her, holding a knife and fork, and taking a small mouthful of lifeless food.
It's bitter.
She stopped and lost her appetite.
Fu Jincheng talks with that Mr. Zhang with ease. His face hasn't changed. He can also be distracted by Gao Yunjin. "Don't you like to eat?"
Gao Yunjin nods and looks at Fu Jincheng. Fu Jincheng helps her put down the dessert, takes a small plate and gives her some fruit.
Gao Yunjin wants to say that he doesn't want to eat.
But at least Fu Jincheng seems to care about her, she is not good, do not know interest, took a bite did not eat.
When she was in high school, she was the worst in geography.
Because of this, when she divided arts and Sciences, she chose science.
So she doesn't know how big Hong Kong is, but the time on the bus seems to be very long.
Time approaching dusk, the sun is like a snowball, suddenly fell on the beach, splashing the clouds on the beach are stained with blood red, the picture is quite tragic.
But Gao Yunjin thinks it's beautiful.
She couldn't help taking out her mobile phone and taking a picture of the sea and sky.
They study fashion design, and photography elective courses, she is quite artistic, the photos are very good.
She lowered her head and looked at her eyes. She was very satisfied and laughed slowly.
With a smile, I felt that it was a pity to take only one picture of such a beautiful scenery. I began to take it again.
For a moment, she almost lost herself in her own thoughts, and other people's troubles seemed to disappear.
Suddenly I don't know, when she was taking photos, all eyes except the driver fell on her.
Including Fu Jincheng.
He and Mr. Zhang, in fact, have not finished talking about things.
But it all stopped.
Fu Jincheng side face, facing such as blood setting sun, so, quietly looking at her mouth and the completion of a bridge eyes, also don't know what to think.
After a while.
The car left the bridge, entered the noisy corridor, towering into the clouds of the building, completely blocked the beauty.
Gao Yunjin came back from the scene of selflessness.
But the others, however, were a beat behind her.
She put away her mobile phone, and finally realized that the atmosphere in the car seemed a little wrong.
She was stunned and looked at Fu Jincheng.
Fu Jincheng noticed that she had some reserved eyes. Her eyes slowly drew back and looked at the general manager Zhang.
Mr. Zhang is still staring at Gao Yunjin.
Fu Jincheng adjusted the next sitting posture, eyes deep smile, "Zhang general?"
The general manager Zhang was still in a state of affairs, but his secretary reminded him that he had recovered.
He was also aware of his gaffe and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what were we talking about?"
Fu Jincheng said with a smile, "let's get here first today."
Mr. Zhang's face changed slightly. "This, Mr. Fu, that... When shall we talk about it?"
"I have something to do in the evening. It depends. Or tomorrow morning."
"Well, well, Mr. Fu, you can decide. I can cooperate with you."
Zhang always thought that Fu Jincheng gave up the idea of cooperation with him, scared out of a cold sweat.
Listen to him say delay time, dare not have an opinion at all.
"We won't go to the club tonight. Ask the driver to find a place to let us down." Fu Jincheng suddenly said.
"This..."
Zhang Zong has been muddled, "don't go to the club?"
He is ready to give Fu Jincheng a good reception.
There are all kinds of new and exciting things in the club. It's a place that men like to go.
This time, he is going to let Fu Jincheng relax.
As a result, he suddenly said that he would not go.
There are several of his friends in the club, and he promised to introduce Fu Jincheng to them.
Now that Fu Jincheng can't go, he doesn't know how to explain to his friends.
"Yes."
"This... Why? Is there something wrong with Zhang
Zhang Zong was beating a drum in his heart and looked at Gao Yunjin without any trace.
At the beginning, when he heard Fu Jincheng introduce Gao Yunjin, he decided that Gao Yunjin was just the object of Fu Jincheng
。
It's a good friend.
It's normal for women to borrow from each other, isn't it?
So all the way down, his words and deeds dare to be so presumptuous.
But now from Fu Jincheng's attitude, it seems that not everyone can touch Miss Gao.
He was a little regretful, and he didn't know if he would come in time.
Fu Jincheng and a mouthful of wine, "where is Mr. Zhang? Mr. Zhang personally went to the airport to meet Mr. Fu and invited him to have a drink. Mr. Zhang's sincerity was deeply felt by Mr. Fu. "
Mr. Zhang heard this, but he couldn't laugh at all.
"It just occurred to me that I have a good friend who is also near here. I want to go over to him first. Will Zhang mind if I stand you up?"
"Of course not, of course not."
How dare he have an opinion?
Fu Jincheng put down his glass and looked at the driver
Mr. Zhang laughed and immediately said to the driver, "find a place to park in front of you."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."
"It should be, it should be."
They two people polite for a long time, hypocritical words of a pile, Gao Yunjin heart have no what fluctuation, quite calm.
However, she did not understand where Fu Jincheng wanted to go and what friends she wanted to meet.
However, as far as she knows, most of his friends here are fair weather friends, while those in the capital are closer to each other.
She didn't know in advance that she was coming to Hong Kong. She didn't prepare at all. She basically didn't bring anything.
But as she remembers, he seemed to have a small suitcase with him.
When I got off, Fu Jincheng really dragged a suitcase in his hand.
After getting off the bus, Fu Jincheng said goodbye to general manager Zhang.
By this time, it was already a little dark, and the lights were beginning to shine on the street.
In November in Hong Kong, the weather is not as cold as that in Beijing. It's just cool.
It's close to the suburbs. It's green and beautiful. It's surrounded by high-end residential areas. There are people walking and running with their dogs around at three or five o'clock. Wind brush is very comfortable on the face, Gao Yunjin touched the small face, suddenly the small hand was held by Fu Jincheng, "let's go."