Zhou Zhijing looked at him coldly and did not answer this nasty question.
Chen Zongci smiled lightly and stopped when he came to her side.
The moment he raised his hand, Zhou Zhijing instinctively avoided it.
Chen Zongci's hand hung in the air, and after a few seconds, he grabbed her neck forcefully.
He tightened his fingers and gently rubbed a piece of skin on the back of her neck with his fingertips.
Zhou Zhijing resisted the urge to splash water on his face.
Chen Zongci said with a half-smile: "I forgot to cover this place. If my uncle sees it, how can you treat me as my aunt? He has mysophobia."
The warmth of his fingertips and the tone of his voice sent shivers down Zhou Zhijing's spine, and he subconsciously raised his hands to cover the back of his neck.
Chen Zongci dismissed it with a smile and said, "I lied to you. Don't be nervous, you still have a chance."
Zhou Zhijing pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
After Chen Zongci left, she couldn't calm down for a long time.
Mobile phone vibration.
It was sent by Sang Wan. In a few short sentences, he summarized Chen Zongci.
[The proud son of heaven has a... childhood sweetheart. 】
[Why are you asking him suddenly? 】
Zhou Zhijing thought for a moment and felt that the ellipsis in the middle was very subtle, [Do you know this Qingmei? 】
Sang Wan: [We know each other. What do you want to do? 】
…
The trip to the summer resort was completely ruined.
Zhou Zhijing didn't have any nostalgia and found an excuse to leave the next day.
It was a week later when I returned to Haijing City.
Her aunt called her and told her that her uncle had arranged a job for her and she had joined Huarui's marketing department.
Huarui Group is one of the top companies in China and is also well-known internationally.
Zhou Zhijing was not as happy as he imagined. If he had not met Chen Zongci, this would have been a good start.
But she is not one to back down when faced with difficulties. She believes that difficulties and opportunities come at the same time. As long as she can resolve the difficulties, there will be a bright future.
After she left the airport, she took a taxi directly to Beizhuang Road.
She waited at the 4S store for an hour and a half before the staff drove out the car, a silver-grey Bugatti Veyron.
On the way back, she received an overseas call, saying that it was Mr. Chen's secretary, asking her to pick up the car at Beizhuang Road, and then pick her up at Dongdian Winery.
It was the first time for Zhou Zhijing to drive this kind of car, so he asked the staff to teach him the essentials and then carefully drove out of the 4S store.
Zhou Zhijing was not very familiar with the road conditions in Haijing City. The navigation indicated that it would take 48 minutes to get to Dongdian Winery from here.
Finally, Zhou Zhijing arrived at the gate of Dongdian Winery at 22:10.
She saw a tall and tall man from a distance.
The yellowish corridor lamp fell on the man. Against the background of the ancient door, he seemed to be someone who had stepped out of an old story.
With his own accent, the collar of his white shirt was slightly open, one hand was inserted into the pocket of his trousers, and his suit jacket was clamped at his wrist.
It reveals a bit of casual sexiness and desertedness.
Zhou Zhijing was stunned for just a moment before he regained his composure. No surprise, this was Mr. Chen, Chen Zongci.
The man opened the door and got into the car. He smelled strongly of alcohol and was a little unhappy, and said, "You are late."
Zhou Zhijing: "I'm not very good at driving this kind of sports car. I was delayed for a while on the road."
"I won't listen to excuses, just this once." His tone was cold, with a hint of drunken hoarseness.
You can tell that the tone is businesslike.
It was as if the absurd night at the summer resort did not exist between them.
After Chen Zongci reported his address, he closed his eyes the whole time and did not speak to her.
Fenglin Green City is a high-end real estate located in a prime location in Haijing City.
Zhou Zhijing parked the car in the designated garage, and Chen Zongci sat motionless, seemingly asleep.
She shouted: "Mr. Chen, we're here."
Chen Zongci had no reaction, his head tilted slightly to one side, and half of his face fell into shadow.
Zhou Zhijing waved his hand in front of his eyes again. After hesitating for a few seconds, he pinched his right hand and locked the position of his ring finger.
But before she could see clearly, her hand was wrapped, and the fingers with clear joints passed through her fingers forcefully.
"What are you looking for?" The man's voice was slightly hoarse, penetrating into Zhou Zhijing's ears and making her heart tingle.
She swallowed, immediately took out her hand, and said calmly: "I want to wake you up."
Chen Zongci unbuckled his seat belt, glanced at her face coldly, and said, "I didn't sleep."
