"Mr. Jing, how was your conversation with Ms. Yun?"
The afternoon sun shines on the 66-story building and the luxurious boxes of the club, and the clear blue sky is filled with clouds.
After Huang Mingyuan sent a WeChat message to Jing Gao, he put down his phone. Of course he always called "Sister Yun" in front of Yun Ruolin. But in front of Mr. Jing, he has to stand firm! Yun Ruolin suddenly contacted him and asked to meet Jing Gao, which actually recognized his identity to a certain extent.
That is, Jing Gao's pawns and helpers!
Fan Yang still looked lazy, sitting on the sofa opposite the coffee table, with his legs crossed, leisurely holding a precious porcelain teacup and drinking wolfberry tea.
Once a man reaches the age of thirty-five, his waist becomes weak. Pay attention to health maintenance. Otherwise, we will just look at nothing and shed tears.
"Mingyuan, what's going on over there at Jinggao?" After waiting for ten minutes, Fan Yang leaned on the sofa like "Ge You is lying down" and asked lazily.
Huang Mingyuan picked up his phone, looked at it, and said, "Young Master Fan, Mr. Jing hasn't responded yet!"
He was very grateful to Jing Gao in his heart! Otherwise, the second generation of the top aristocratic family in the capital would be beyond his reach. But now that Jing Gao has reached this height, or even exceeded this height, he will naturally come into contact with it.
So even if Jing Gao wasn't in front of him, even if he was in front of his old master Fan Yang, he still showed respect.
Of course, he was not betraying Fan Yang. But Fan Yang has withdrawn from that circle because of his old man's retirement. And both of them participated in the financing of Jinggao’s orange takeaway. He is considered a member of Jinggao's circle.
It was natural for him to switch to Jing Gao's disciples. Forty-year-old Mr. Fan can retire with billions of shares owned by Orange Takeaway if it is eventually listed on the Hong Kong stock market, but he still wants to continue to struggle!
And he believes that if he follows Mr. Jing, his life can go further.
Fan Yang nodded with a faint smile and talked about the meeting between Jing Gao and Yun Ruolin, "Since Yun Ruolin proposed to talk to Jing Gao, I'm afraid she still has something in hand! She is in various places in the capital. She has always been recognized as a powerful character in the circle, and for so many years, no man has been able to take advantage of her!"
Huang Mingyuan crossed his arms, pinched his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Young Master Fan, how do you think their meeting went?"
Fan Yang drank tea from the cup and said with a confident smile: "You don't have to worry about that. Jing Gao is still very flexible in doing things! In fact, he really wanted to fight Wei Minjun before, how could Wei Minjun be him? opponent?
How many people can his wealth impact? Wei Minjun just has the temper of a young lady.
Of course, his flexible approach and willingness to suffer will give him extra points! If a businessman is really lawless and reckless, some things will be difficult to talk about.
Therefore, with Jing Gao's behavior style, there is a high probability that he will not stand up to Yun Ruolin, and they should be able to reconcile. Not a big problem. "
"That's true!" Huang Mingyuan smiled and nodded, agreeing with Fan Yang's opinion. Then he chatted with Fan Yang about some gossip about Yun Ruolin in Beijing.
It is said that Yun Ruolin and Yuan Han have been married for so many years, but they have never lived together as husband and wife. She calculated the exact date and got pregnant accurately, and after fulfilling her obligation to give birth to a son, she never let Yuan Han touch her again.
"It's true!" Fan Yang confirmed directly with a smile. He is ten years older than Yun Ruolin and four years older than Yuanhan. He is very familiar with things in the circle. "Yun Ruolin is not a submissive woman! Just based on this incident, you know what kind of person she is! Who dares to despise her?"
The time passed quickly for the two of them chatting and gossiping. Jing Gao replied with a WeChat message: "Yun Ruolin and I had a good chat. Wei Minjun agreed to apologize to me!"
"What?" Huang Mingyuan picked up his phone and took a look. He was stunned on the spot when he saw this message. This is a lot of news! He was stunned and handed the phone to Fan Yang.
Fan Yangzheng was laughing and "pointing out" in the reminiscences and gossips, "Did Jing Gao reply to the message?" He took the phone and looked at it. He was stunned on the spot. The tea cup in his hand was directly placed on his chin, and the warm water poured out poured out his Givenchy. He suddenly realized it when his shirt got wet.
"This..." Fan Yang tried to hide his embarrassment by sitting up straight and wiping away the water stains, but in fact, he wet his shirt after reading the news, which speaks for itself.
He was still bragging to Huang Mingyuan about Yun Ruolin's difference, how powerful she was, saying that Jing Gao was very flexible in doing things and her body was very soft. Of course, he is sure that this kind of softness and flexible moral bottom line can lead to a long life!
When he said this, he was somewhat condescending. After all, he was also the former young master!
But in the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face by Jing Gao. What kind of flexible means, what kind of flexibility in doing things? Now let Yun Ruolin surrender directly!
Yun Ruolin went to meet Jing Gao with the intention of warning. He actually said that the conversation was good, so what happened? Combined with the following sentence: Wei Minjun agreed to apologize to me, we know that Yun Ruolin gave in to Jing Gao.
This is a proper thing. And Wei Minjun agreed to apologize. This this…
How could it be so embarrassing for him?
Fortunately, he was in a private room and only his old friend Huang Mingyuan could see his embarrassment.
Huang Mingyuan also smiled awkwardly, it was so embarrassing! They were talking about Yun Ruolin's strength and Mr. Jing's weakness. Now it’s directly upside down! Yun Ruolin was so submissive by Mr. Jing. He also hooked up with Wei Minjun, who has an arrogant style in Beijing!
Isn't this so unexpected? How is this done? It seems that he really needs to get to know his new big brother's style of doing things!
Huang Mingyuan quickly changed the subject: "Young Master Fan, please change your clothes. I'll stay out of the way." After saying that, he picked up his phone and left.
Returning to his office, he sent a message back to Jing Gao: Mr. Jing, you are awesome!
The boss is full of martial virtue!
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On the afternoon of Tuesday, August 21, Jing Gao, led by the beautiful waiter at the Bulgari Hotel, went to the door of the private room where Wei Minjun had been staying all year round. He nodded to her with a smile and knocked on the door.
"Jing Gao, come in!" Wei Minjun opened the door and invited Jing Gao to come in. Today she was wearing a white short-sleeved top with the hem tied into black slim-fitting bell-mouthed fashionable trousers. She was originally a plump, round and beautiful woman. It's big where it should be big, and rounded where it should be. Graceful figure.
This outfit highlights her plump and graceful curves, and is full of the charm and style of a mature woman. It's a little less elegant and graceful, and a little more ordinary and close. This is a very common autumn dress.
Jing Gao's eyes passed over Wei Minjun's plump and plump beauty that was stretched out of her slim trousers, and she walked into the room. It is natural to appreciate the beautiful scenery now, but there is no need to raise a gun to salute. He is a romantic and has always been very confident in his heart.
The sound of vehicles came from the sunny street in the afternoon, and Jing Gao walked directly to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Wei Minjun stood by the coffee table and looked at the slender, tall man who was three years younger than her. She moved her lips twice with obvious hesitation, but she finally said her apology and said softly: "Jing Gao, I'm sorry!"
Jing Gao turned his body sideways and could clearly see the camphor trees on the roadside dropping yellow leaves in the autumn wind. They swirled down and rolled up twice on the ground. What a pleasant afternoon.
