Xingnan Cafe.
"How is Secretary Jiang thinking about it?"
Zhang Cheng put one arm on the back of the chair, lit a cigarette and bit his lip.
Jiang Gardenia lowered her head and chuckled: "I will convey it to Mr. Jing for you."
His expression suddenly became complicated and he fell into silence for a short time.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Just when Jiang Gardenia was about to stand up, a low and cold voice came out of the man's thin lips.
"How about I give you 3% of the shares after everything is done?"
She remained silent.
"Ten percent."
Zhang Cheng was a little anxious and couldn't help but glance around, as if for a signal.
"Don't be ignorant, Secretary Jiang!"
Seeing that she didn't express her stance, he began to attack her personally.
Fumbling for the phone in his pocket, he clicked on the recording function.
"Mr. Zhang, I accept your wishes."
"As for whether it's possible or not, it all depends on our boss Jing's arrangement."
Zhang Cheng put out his cigarette butt and laughed.
enough.
"I can give you what Mr. Jing can give you."
His fingertips touched Jiang Gardenia's hand that was naturally hanging on the table, and he rubbed it a few times.
Behind him, the woman held up her mobile phone and took a picture of what just happened.
Jiang Gardenia didn't withdraw her hand in a hurry. Instead, she raised her head and stared at him with a smile, her charming eyes seemed to seduce him.
"I'm always afraid that I can't afford Xiaozhang what I want."
The light tone made the man opposite him angry.
He slapped her hand effortlessly: "Are you looking down on me?"
"After all, I am also the future heir of Ladbrokes Group. Ladbrokes will only be better than Qisi in the future!"
Zhang Cheng clapped his hands casually, and those people hiding in the dark immediately gathered together.
"Secretary Jiang, you said that if I send the photos of your private meeting with me to Mr. Jing..."
"Will there still be a place for you in Qisi Group?"
Ladbrokes and Qisi have always been competitors. No matter what the purpose is, they will inevitably be labeled the same if they meet in private.
If something unexpected happens again at this time, then this person will undoubtedly take the blame.
"So you are Mr. Zhang from Ladbrokes Group?"
A slender and delicate woman stood in front of him, her soft voice drawling slightly.
Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at this strange woman, and said in a solemn tone, "Who are you?"
Although it was a question, it didn't mean I wanted to know the answer at all.
Zhuli's eyebrows curved downward, and her eyes were instantly filled with smiles.
"My name is not worthy of your memory, but this..."
She held the phone screen in front of Zhang Cheng.
Immediately, the truth came to light.
Zhang Cheng laughed, and his face became visibly serious.
"Aren't you just providing me with evidence?"
He stared at her with a sarcastic smile.
Zhuli was not surprised by his words, but Jiang Gardenia was not as calm as usual.
"Sorry, I just clicked on the recording button because of my hand."
She shrugged indifferently, and suddenly, the conversation between the two of them not long ago was played completely in the receiver.
When did she come?
Why should she help me?
The two people in the seats looked very surprised, but the problems hidden in their hearts were very clear.
"You!" Zhang Cheng stood up suddenly and reached out to grab the phone in Zhuli's hand, but she nimbly dodged it.
He was furious and picked up the coffee on the table to throw it over.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Jiang Gardenia quickly picked up the hot water on the table and poured it on him.
It's hard to control his emotions anymore. Zhang Cheng can't control his emotions.
"What are you still doing? Take these two women away!"
He took out a handkerchief from his inner pocket and wiped his face, feeling dissatisfied.
The reporter standing next to him put down his camera, and the chill was approaching the two of them.
To take people away so blatantly in public?
Just when Zhuli was confused, a lazy and magnetic voice came through the air.
"I was late, I almost didn't see the show."
At the door, Jing Huaizhi let go of the door handle and walked in with long legs.
Zhang Cheng was surprised to see him but immediately suppressed his panic.
Changed to a more irritable tone: "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die?"
But these people were nailed to the spot after seeing Jing Huai.
"Stop making things difficult for these reporters, Su, Gui!"
Jing Huaizhi consciously sat opposite him and spoke almost word for word.
"What are you talking about? I am Zhang Cheng, the future heir of Ladbrokes Group!"
Zhang Cheng looked ferocious and tried his best to explain his identity.
The corner of the man's mouth curled up as he leaned on the back of the chair.
"You know it in your heart."
His lack of urgency only reflected the abnormal attitude of the person opposite him.
"you!"
Zhang Cheng was so angry that he blushed and had a thick neck. He didn't want to continue to quarrel with him and left.
Before he even took half a step, the man stopped smiling and spoke in a serious tone.
"Apologise to her."
The commanding tone did not allow for any discussion.
He turned around and looked at Zhuli carefully, his eyes almost stripping her naked.
"Apologise to her? She also..."
The cup of coffee that had not been spilled on Zhuli was now poured from head to toe.
Zhang Cheng became even more angry and overturned the table: "Jing Huaizhi! Do you think I am still the poor boy with nothing four years ago?"
"I'm telling you, if it weren't for you we would have gone far away!"
"You think she will give up if you force her back..."
boom!
A punch hit his chin. Zhang Cheng staggered a few steps back and bumped into the back of the chair. He held the table with his palms before barely standing upright.
"You are the least qualified person to mention her!"
Jing Huai's eyes were so deep that he couldn't even see the bottom at a glance.
Zhuli could deeply feel the hostility gradually revealed in him.
A small hand without any remaining warmth held his wrist.
"Do not be angry."
The little voice was afraid that he would lose his temper.
From the conversation between the two of them, she could probably analyze that they were talking about a woman.
As for who this woman is, Zhuli guessed that she might be Youyou's mother.
There was no smile on Jing Huaizhi's face, and his low and hoarse voice sounded a little sick: "Apologise to her."
Although Zhang Cheng was dissatisfied, he still said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."
Although these three words came out of his mouth without any sincerity, he said them anyway.
He just barely passed the test.
His hands were placed on Zhuli's shoulders, and his grip on her changed from shallow to deep.
"Sooner or later I will get her back!"
Seeing the two of them about to leave the coffee shop, Zhang Cheng subconsciously shouted.
His words were so incomprehensible that no one present except Jing Huaizhi understood them.
Hearing this, Jiang Gardenia picked up the bag on the seat and walked out slowly.
He didn't care about what had just happened.
Outside the coffee shop.
Zhuli gently pulled off a corner of his suit and said in a muffled voice, "Are you still angry?"
Jing Huaizhi no longer looked like he was just now, he raised his hand to tuck her wind-blown hair behind her ears.
"I'm sorry for scaring you."
