200. Falling flowers are intentional

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To the surprise of Dong Qiangqiang and the others, Mueller agreed to his proposal without even thinking about it this time.

"I have no problem with three equal parts." Mueller said with a gloomy face, but there was something in his words, "But you won't change your mind, will you?"

His attitude caused the three of them to murmur, especially Lei Lanting, who did not believe that Mueller would be so kind. He kept reminding Dong Qiangqiang: "Be careful, this old fox didn't hold in his fart well."

What the three of them didn't know was that Mueller's lawyer charged by the hour. If he asked the lawyer to stay with him until Sergei sobered up, he would probably have to spend a lot of money. So after discussing with the lawyer, Mueller has made up his mind: to reach an agreement with the other two parties as soon as possible, and it is best to get the money today. So he quickly asked his lawyer to leave too.

Dong Qiangqiang pondered for a moment: "As long as it is what we promised, it will not change, and what is written down in black and white will not change."

Hearing this, Mueller's face turned red and white with embarrassment. His lips moved, as if he wanted to refute, but in the end he said nothing and wandered to the corner of the hall to rest.

Because the lawsuit has been completed, the court hearing hall has also been closed, and the people in the auditorium have also left, leaving only a few of them in the huge hall.

Tong Lele saw Dong Qiangqiang writing furiously in a notebook, and curiously asked in a low voice: "What are you writing?"

"Oh, let me sort out the conversation between everyone in the court just now." Dong Qiangqiang said without raising his head.

"Do you still have this habit?" Tong Lele was shocked, "Why are you sorting it out? You don't litigate every day."

"Ahem, it's okay now anyway. I'll just write it down as a memory. Maybe I'll need it in the future."

Tong Lele looked around and saw no one around, then blushed and said, "Um, are you busy tomorrow? I have something I want to ask you to help me with."

"Tomorrow? Saturday?" Dong Qiangqiang tilted his head and thought for a second, pointing to Lei Lanting in the distance who was about to enter the men's bathroom and said, "Lao Lei said there will be a big gathering to celebrate Children's Day in the city center tomorrow. Let me Go over and help him. He wants to set up a stall to sell food tomorrow."

Hearing the words "meeting in the city center", Tong Lele's eyes suddenly lit up, but when he heard the words later, they couldn't help but darken again.

"Hey, tell me, why is he, a boy, always asking you to help?" Tong Lele teased, "Are you... what?"

Dong Qiangqiang didn't react for a moment. He saw Tong Lele's eyes rolling around and a smirk on her face. He suddenly woke up, rubbed his hands and stamped his feet and said, "Don't make random guesses, we are not who you think."

"But I didn't say anything." Tong Lele smiled brightly, "What do you think I was thinking?"

Dong Qiangqiang pretended to be helpless and sighed: "What help do you want from me?"

Tong Lele put away her smile and said carefully: "I want to ask you to pretend to be a person for me."

"Pretending to be someone?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand, "Who is it?"

"That's right, there's an Austrian guy in our class who always wants to ask me out..." Tong Lele's fair face turned rosy, as if covered with a piece of red gauze.

"Exotic love. It's a good thing." Dong Qiangqiang seized the opportunity and immediately counterattacked, "Are you afraid that Lei Lanting won't be able to bear it if he finds out? It's okay. I'll help you comfort him."

Tong Lele shook her head and played with the ends of her hair.

Dong Qiangqiang was confused: "What did you mean when you said pretending to be someone?"

"I don't like this Austrian guy. I told him that I already have a boyfriend, so I don't have to reject him directly. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to see him every day at school without looking up."

"Ah? You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?" Although Dong Qiangqiang was slow to respond, he still understood the meaning of Tong Lele's words. He shouted so loudly that Tong Lele was frightened and told him to be silent.

"That's it. Please." Tong Lele clasped her palms together, bent down and lowered her head, "Cover me up, just let him see it at the rally tomorrow."

"Isn't this bad?" Dong Qiangqiang felt something was wrong, but he didn't know how to refuse Tong Lele's request.

"What's wrong?"

"What if he still doesn't give up after seeing you have a boyfriend? Do you have to pretend every day?" Dong Qiangqiang joked, "I'm going to make a lot of money soon, and I'm very busy." After saying that, he deliberately dusted himself off. own clothes.

"Bah, you keep pretending every day, you are so beautiful." Tong Lele pretended to spit, "Just once tomorrow. If he comes to me again in the future, I won't come to you."

"But I have promised to help Lei Lanting at the rally tomorrow." Dong Qiangqiang couldn't think of any excuse, so he had to sacrifice Lei Lanting. "What if you say that I am your boyfriend and Lei Lanting hears it?"

"You're so stupid, you couldn't sneak out for a few minutes to go to the toilet?" Tong Lele said angrily.

"Then why don't you just ask Lei Lanting to play the role? He must be very motivated, and he is guaranteed to be able to act vividly." Dong Qiangqiang always wanted to lead the two of them.

"Hey," Tong Lele looked down at the smooth brown marble floor and kept rubbing the toes of her shoes back and forth on it. After a while, she hesitated and said, "I don't dare to look for him. I'm afraid he will misunderstand."

Dong Qiangqiang understood what Tong Lele was worried about. It was really inconvenient to find a guest of the opposite sex who had confessed to him and been rejected by him before.

While the two were talking, Lei Lanting came out of the bathroom. As he walked towards the two of them, he shouted: "Where should we go to eat soon?"

Tong Lele glanced at Lei Lanting in the distance, then at Dong Qiangqiang, and said sadly: "If you really don't want to, forget it, I will..."

"What time will it be tomorrow?" Dong Qiangqiang suddenly asked.

When Zhang Yingfei walked into the company, he caught up with Zhang Quanfu who was about to enter the conference room. Zhang Quanfu was startled by the sudden sight of him.

"What have you been doing these past few days?" Zhang Quanfu stopped and asked loudly, "We called you and you didn't answer."

Zhang Yingfei said nothing and mysteriously pulled Zhang Quanfu into the small reception room next to him, locked the door and lowered the blinds. The light in the small reception room suddenly dimmed.

"What are you doing?" Upon seeing this, Zhang Quanfu knew that Zhang Yingfei must be in trouble, so he urged, "If you have anything to say, hurry up. There are people waiting for me in the conference room."

"Do you know where I've been these days?" Zhang Yingfei pretended to be secretive, "I'll show you something." After that, he took out a stack of photos from his bag and handed them to Zhang Quanfu.

Zhang Quanfu took the photo and glanced at Zhang Yingfei: "What is this?"

"Take a look." Zhang Yingfei opened a bottle of soda water and drank it.

The pile of photos was quickly finished. Zhang Quanfu still didn't know why. He threw the photos on the table: "Tell me what it is about. I don't have time to talk nonsense to you. The French still..."

"This is Lewis's company." Zhang Yingfei looked at Zhang Quanfu and said expressionlessly.

"What did you say?" Zhang Quanfu felt as if he had just heard this name somewhere, "Can you say it again?"

"I said this is Louise's company, the company that my sister would rather break the contract and lose money than deliver goods to others. By the way, this matter was even published in the newspapers. Take a good look at what your good daughter and my good sister have done. What is it?" Zhang Yingfei said while gently throwing the "Frankfurt Entertainment News" on the table.

Zhang Yingfang in the newspaper was covering her face with her hands, looking embarrassed.

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