The interior decoration style of "Wentian" is that of administrative offices. However, Jinggao was very tired last night and had just calmed down a little bit when he arrived at the airport. He would wait for the plane to stabilize and then go back to rest immediately.
The steward, Chen Mingshu, is a 31-year-old beautiful woman with an elegant and calm temperament. She is 1.68 meters tall and wears flesh-colored stockings. She has a graceful figure as she walks, attracting attention to her.
"Assistant Fei, would you like something to drink?" Chen Mingshu came over and asked with a smile.
Fei Jiayi was not interested in the beauties on this plane. The four stewardesses have their own styles, and they are all extremely beautiful girls. He even took two beautiful passengers with him. From this glance, we can tell that Brother Jing was there for entertainment during his trip.
The culprit must be the crew chief. Especially not cold to her. Her pretty face sank slightly, and she said coldly: "No need."
Chen Mingshu felt embarrassed. She didn't know how she had offended the people around Mr. Jing. I felt a little nervous. But she didn't show it on her face, and continued to ask the beautiful assistant Zhang Li with a big mouth next to her, "Assistant Zhang, what would you like to drink?"
Zhang Li pondered for a moment and knew what Fei Jiayi was thinking. He pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Let's have two glasses of warm water."
Chen Mingshu felt a little more relaxed. After all, Assistant Zhang was still in charge of her. Quickly go to the service desk to prepare.
Zhang Li looked at her figure swaying lightly on high heels and whispered to Fei Jiayi: "Jiayi, those passengers are the heroes of Jinling's breakup, Zhou Nanman. The girl next to her is her deceased cousin. She raised her daughter Song Yingxia single-handedly. Cao Zhuang sent people here. He said Zhou Nanman wanted to report to Brother Jing."
Fei Jiayi understood and whispered: "Xiao Li, if it were me, I would definitely not let them come up. This guy from Cao Zhuang... really got his nickname right."
She also knows a bit about Caozhuang's past. After all, he is Brother Jing's capable subordinate. This person was once a teacher and often dressed in Confucian shirts. Looking at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, he is a role model for others, what is he doing? Find an excuse to send the woman to Brother Jing.
Zhang Li chuckled and said: "Go ahead and give Brother Jing a headache! We have to study the arrangements for Hong Kong Island. Brother Jing insists on counter-acquiring the shares of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange instead of first negotiating with Lenny Mellon and HSBC The people at the bank reconciled. I don’t know how troublesome this would be. And now Mr. Guo’s hidden line has been exposed by Li Jiacheng. Now it is even more difficult for us to do things on Hong Kong Island."
Fei Jiayi nodded and discussed in a low voice with Zhang Li.
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Zhou Nanman is a very beautiful woman. Her thick winter clothes cover her graceful and golden-proportioned figure, but it cannot cover her charming temperament. At thirty-five years old, she is like a ripe fruit, and her charm is like the fragrance of tea, lingering in people's hearts.
She and her niece Song Yingxia were sitting in an extremely luxurious private jet, drinking drinks thoughtfully. The sadness in my heart is revealed inadvertently.
She accepted Cao Zhuang's persuasion and went to Jinling City No. 1 Hospital to visit her lover Song Heng. Then yesterday afternoon, news about Song Heng's love affair broke. The situation took a turn for the worse for Song Heng and the Fuzhong Group.
Cao Zhuang also fulfilled his promise: let her meet Mr. Jing. However, this meeting was not what she expected. She and Yingxia took Mr. Jing's private plane to Hong Kong Island. This means to cook her raw rice into cooked rice.
She wants to get rid of Song Heng's "captivity" of her, and she also wants to continue to maintain her current wealthy life after the collapse of Fuzhong Group.
Because according to the law, Song Heng's wife Ying Qing can sue in court to take back the deposits in her current house, car, and financial products.
Therefore, she needs to be taken care of by Mr. Jing. This is more effective than the law. And what better reason to care for her than to devote herself to it? She is a still beautiful woman, and Mr. Jing himself is also a romantic man! This has long been common knowledge in the business world.
But what she never expected was that on the plane just now, Mr. Jing just asked her name and his attention immediately shifted.
This...what does this mean?
She is not thinking about whether to give this Mr. Jing a few times now, but she is worried that she is not charming enough and will not even be able to get a promise after sacrificing her life!
Song Yingxia had a gentle temperament. She held Zhou Nanman's hand and said softly: "Auntie, don't worry too much. In the worst case, I will go in with you later."
Come and try it quickly. 】
A bitter smile appeared on Zhou Nanman's lips, "Yingxia, I'm sorry!"
Song Yingxia wanted to cry for a moment, her eyes were red, and she lowered her head.
Her father is Song Heng, who usually doesn't care much about her. Her mother died in a car accident when she was ten years old, and she grew up with her aunt. She has a very soft temper, and she can't help but want to cry. Only crying can protect her fragile heart.
Zhou Nanman reached out and hugged Song Yingxia tightly, the sadness in his heart uncontrollable.
Outside the window, a luxurious private jet is flying towards Hong Kong Island.
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Jing Gao took a good nap and felt his body recovered a bit. Just as Fei Jiayi came in and told him to get up, the plane was about to land on Hong Kong Island.
"Brother Jing, are you feeling better?" Fei Jiayi took the prepared autumn clothes and asked with concern.
"It's okay." Jing Gao put on a cashmere sweater with a coat, and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking like another energetic young man.
Fei Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Jing Gao from behind, and pressed his face against his back, "Brother Jing, I now understand why Mr. Da Guo is worried about your health. Next time I won't do this anymore." Other women fight."
Jing Gao smiled and patted the plump buttocks of the big beauty with his backhand. The plump crotch under the jeans was full of elasticity. "Jiayi, it was a luxurious dinner last night. You can't eat it often. From now on, we will mainly eat home-cooked side dishes."
Fei Jiayi burst into laughter and said a little coquettishly: "Brother Jing~, I'm serious! Promise me you won't be so immoderate again."
Feeling the beauty's thoughtfulness and concern, Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay."
After washing up in such a warm way, Jing Gao took Fei Jiayi to the rest area outside.
Chen Mingshu came over to greet you diligently, "Mr. Jing, you're awake. Do you need any help?"
Jing Gao smiled and said: "Mingshu, you have to say it in English to be authentic. May I help you, sir."
Chen Mingshu smiled, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, curtsied, and repeated in English: "May I help you, sir!"
Jing Gao smiled and waved his hand, "Just kidding. Give me a glass of warm water. How long until the plane lands?"
Chen Mingshu smiled and raised his wrist to look at his watch, "Mr. Jing, there are still about two minutes."
"Time is enough." Jing Gao gestured to Zhou Nanman and invited her to sit down at the dining table: "Ms. Zhou, let's have a brief chat."
Zhou Nanman took Song Yingxia and sat across from Jing Gao, feeling extremely uneasy: What does a simple chat mean? But she was very decent. She had experience in the business world before, which earned her the title of the most beautiful woman in Jinling: "Mr. Jing, hello!"
Jing Gao nodded with a smile and took the warm water from Chen Mingshu. He had just rested and his mind was very clear. Then he went straight to the topic to avoid the embarrassment of this beauty, and said warmly: "What did Cao Zhuang tell you?"
Zhou Nanman lowered his head slightly and said with a shy expression, "He asked me to be your woman."
Here, she used a little bit of a careful strategy to advance before retreating. Women are all born actors.
What? The water in the well almost spurted out.
