Rong's top floor.
Jiang Xing was still wearing a pair of black slender high heels with her long hair pulled up, making her look more capable and decent.
"Sister Jiang Xing, you are finally here."
Jiang Xing glanced at Dong Wei and put down what he was holding, "What's going on over there with Li Chengjiang?"
Dong Wei started to speak but stopped, Jiang Xing frowned slightly, "Say."
Li Chengjiang is a foreign-invested enterprise partner and Rongshi just reached a cooperation not long ago.
Seeing that it was time to sign the contract, he asked Dana to hold off on signing the contract.
If it weren't for their company's technology, Rong wouldn't have endured it.
Dong Wei handed over a room card. She looked embarrassed and said, "Li Chengjiang asked someone to send this over. I'll call you by name."
"The deadline is tonight."
Jiang Xing held the thin card and slightly curved her red lips.
She threw it into her bag and looked at Dong Wei with raised eyebrows, "Where are the things I asked you to investigate two days ago?"
"It's all here."
Dong Wei handed over an envelope, which was quite thick.
The two people's eyes met, and Dong Wei opened his mouth and smiled bitterly, "This Mr. Li has a good reputation and is a famous libertine."
Dong Wei admired Jiang Xing and gave a thumbs up carefully, "Sister, you are really good at predicting things."
Jiang Xing curled his lips slightly, looked at the time, and said, "Go and get busy."
7 p.m.
Jiang Xing showed up at Tan Palace Hotel on time.
As soon as the crimson door opened, the aroma of wine wafted into the room.
Before Jiang Xingren entered, Li Chengjiang stood up to greet her, "Miss Jiang, welcome."
With a table full of delicious dishes, Jiang Xing pulled out a chair near the door and sat down, followed by Li Chengjiang.
He was over forty years old, physically stout, and the top of his head had long been bald and turned into a Mediterranean sea.
Others sat down next to Jiang Xing, and a greasy smell hit their faces.
Jiang Xing calmly moved his chair to distance himself.
Li Chengjiang didn't hide his gaze and looked Jiang Xing up and down.
Jiang Xing's black pinch-waist suit doesn't reveal any skin, but the graceful curves of his hands arouse people's endless reverie.
Jiang Xing was like a flower on a high mountain, with an indifference that would repel people from thousands of miles away.
But those eyes were full of charm, and the look in their eyes made the man eagerly come over to her.
On weekdays, Jiang Xing plays the role of an old antique next to Huo Beihuai, which really wrongs her.
Li Chengjiang is eager to try.
"I heard that Mr. Li never signed the contract. He must be dissatisfied somewhere."
Jiang Xing held the wine and poured it for him. Li Chengjiang's eyes were glued to Jiang Xing's face.
He followed Jiang Xing with his eyes, his hand fell on her shoulder again, and he smiled meaningfully, "It depends on Miss Jiang's performance tonight."
"Not urgent."
Jiang Xing had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were extremely cold and calm.
"That's right, there's no rush. Naturally, we have to taste the wine during our long night."
Li Chengjiang didn't take his hand back, his eyes wrinkled with laughter, "Ms. Jiang, would you like a drink?"
Jiang Xing's white fingers were in sharp contrast to the dark red liquid. She took the wine handed over by Li Chengjiang but was not in a hurry to drink it.
Li Chengjiang watched her put down the wine and was about to get upset, but the next second he saw Jiang Xing handing him an envelope.
"This is......"
Jiang Xing smiled, putting the cup close to her red lips, "A gift."
"Miss Jiang is just being polite and prepared a gift for me."
Li Chengjiang opened the envelope excitedly, and his expression changed drastically in the next second!
"This, this is..."
Li Chengjiang shook off the photos in the envelope, and the large-scale nude photos came straight into his eyes.
He quickly swiped through the photos, and the hero in each photo was himself.
Li Chengjiang stood up suddenly and asked, "Where did you come from?"
Jiang Xing looked at him calmly, leaving a strange red color on the corners of his lips.
She swung her red wine to meet Li Chengjiang's gaze, "Of course I have my own abilities."
Jiang Xing has followed Rong Jingxu for so many years and has long since become a sharp blade.
To deal with people like Li Chengjiang, one must naturally treat him in his own way.
Li Chengjiang's face turned red, and he suddenly knelt down in front of Jiang Xing, "Miss Jiang, we must not let our family know about this!"
Li Chengjiang achieved his current achievements only after joining the Jiang family, and the eldest lady of the Jiang family was also a famous tigress.
If word of his playing with women reaches Miss Jiang's ears, Li Chengjiang may return to before liberation overnight.
Jiang Xing looked at Li Chengjiang kneeling in front of him, and suddenly remembered her first business trip with Rong Jingxu many years ago.
The first lesson he taught her was to hit a snake within seven inches.
From that day on, Jiang Xing never fought an unprepared battle.
Jiang Xing took out the contract from his bag and placed it on the table.
After a twist of events, it was Li Chengjiang's turn to look at Jiang Xing's expression in embarrassment.
He signed in embarrassment, with cold sweat on his forehead, "Ms. Jiang, what happened today..."
Jiang Xing confirmed that the contract was correct, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, I won't say a word more."
Jiang Xing walked away with his bag.
The hotel staff suddenly stopped her and said, "Ms. Jiang, Mr. Rong is waiting for you upstairs."
Mr. Rong? Is Rong Jingxu also in Tan Palace?
Although Jiang Xing was confused, he still followed the staff upstairs.
The top floor of Tan Palace is magnificently decorated, and the carvings on the door frames are even more luxurious.
"Please."
When the door was opened and the lights were not turned on, Jiang Xing smelled the smell of alcohol.
Rong Jingxu sat back on the sofa, with a few buttons of his shirt casually unbuttoned and his tie hanging loosely to one side.
She subconsciously clenched the bag in her hand, bent down and asked him, "Mr. Rong, let me help you rest."
Rong Jingxu put his arms casually on his legs and slowly raised his head to look at her.
Under the dim light, Jiang Xing's eyes were unusually bright, and their moist eyes seemed to be full of water.
Also very much like someone.
He held Jiang Xing's chin with his big hand, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Where did he touch you?"
Jiang Xing was stunned and didn't react for a while.
Rong Jingxu held her chin and pushed it forward, placing his thin lips against Jiang Xing's ear, "Throw away the clothes and go wash them."
A cold sweat ran from Jiang Xing's back to her neck. She looked shocked, lowered her head and whispered yes.
When Jiang Xing got up, he accidentally saw the computer screen, which was Li Chengjiang's room.
So Rong Jingxu knew everything that happened just now.
Jiang Xing took a quick shower, and as soon as she came out of the bathroom, his big hand quickly held her wrist.
The next second Jiang Xing was pressed against the wall.
"Rong, sir."
"Call me Jingxu."
Jiang Xing knew that he was drunk, and he also knew that there was a woman in Rong Jingxu's heart, a woman who he had once deeply loved.
"Jing, Jingxu."
She listened to his words and hugged Rong Jingxu's neck tightly, enduring his overbearing and turbulent kiss.
The two people entangled from the ground to the bed.
Rong Jingxu had never let Jiang Xing down when it came to bed.
The next morning.
Jiang Xing forgot to set the alarm clock and almost slept past the time.
When she woke up, Rong Jingxu had long disappeared.
The mess in the room reminded Jiang Xing of what happened last night. Jiang Xing touched his cell phone, and the bank transfer message stood out.
Jiang Xing has been following Rong Jingxu for many years, and he has never treated her badly. He has always treated her "one knot at a time."
There are new clothes on the sofa, which are Jiang Xing's usual black work clothes.
Jiang Xing changed into clothes and went to work with a pair of black-framed glasses on her face.
In the solemn and quiet office, Jiang Xing handed over the contract in his hand, "Mr. Rong, I need your signature."
