"Mr. Jiang, the elevator is here."
He Zhu felt happy when he heard Xu Qing scolding her like this. She really didn't want the old man to take advantage of Xu Qing, so when the elevator came, he half-pushed her in.
Let the old man hold back his anger and leave.
The moment the elevator door closed, He Zhu turned around and gave Xu Qing a thumbs up: "Mr. Xu, that's awesome."
"You can't beat him to death."
"A person who is so ignorant at his age wastes air while living and wastes land when dead."
When Huanong saw the person leaving, he turned his chair and came over. He looked at Lu Jingan with a smile, and touched his chin with his slender fingertips: "You can't tell, Boss Lu is very powerful when he criticizes people."
"If you practice more and more, you will be able to defeat me in a quarrel."
Lu Jing'an reached out and put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and took out the last puff of cigarette in his mouth: "No."
"Won't you ever fuck me?"
"Um!"
"Why?"
"Because love can make people surrender willingly."
The man bent down slightly and locked Huanong in the boss's chair. He bent over and looked at her: "Huanong, I never hide my love for you."
"Boss Lu, do you know? The more you act like this, the more I will crave your body and want to drain you until there is not a drop left."
Huanong said, pushing Lu Jingan away and wanting to stand up and take some practical action.
But she saw the man take a step back, put his hand on her shoulders, and asked her to sit back on the chair.
"I have a meeting at half past ten to do some personnel matters."
Huanong pursed his lips: "I told you earlier! Then I won't come to find you."
"If you don't find me, who are you going to find?"
"Go find Bo Lian. People have sent me wedding invitations. I have to ask them what gifts they want!"
"You are also going to the capital?" Lu Jingan frowned, as if in disbelief.
Huanong tilted his head and smiled: "What? Boss Lu doesn't want me to go?"
"Are you afraid that if our relationship becomes public, it will affect your search for a beautiful woman in the capital?"
Lu Jing'an glanced at her: "Should you get out or should I throw you out?"
Huanong spread his hands and said, "I'll get out of here."
Huanong walked to the door and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and opened the door to look at Lu Jing'an: "Do you think I will run into Mr. Jiang when I go down?"
"Go down and try."
When Huanong said this, he just wanted to tease Lu Jing'an, but he didn't expect that she really hit the mark.
Mr. Jiang was sitting in the car and had not yet left.
When he saw Huanong through the car window, his eyes tightened.
As if remembering something, he immediately opened the car door and got out. When Huanong saw the person appearing in front of him, a curse word exploded in his heart.
It’s just talk and it comes true?
"Why is Miss Hua here?"
Huanong held up his bag and shrugged: "Do I need to tell you?"
"I'm just curious, who allowed Miss Hua to frequent Shengmao International?" He waited and waited every time he went up to the building in front of him, and Lu Jing'an had to send someone down to pick her up.
How come Huanong can come and go freely?
Huanong seemed to have heard some joke: "Mr. Lu! Otherwise, who else would be there?"
"What is the relationship between Miss Hua and Lu Jing'an?"
"What kind of relationship do you want us to have? Husband and wife? Friends? Lovers? Or a rumored couple?"
"In other words, your relationship shouldn't be special to you, right?"
"Miss Hua, our old man just thinks that Mr. Lu is very special to you," Hengqing saw that the relationship between the two was tense, so he opened his mouth to ease the relationship at the right time.
I have to say that in Huanong's eyes, Hengqing, the butler, is much more knowledgeable than the old man, the master.
Probably because my position is low enough to lower my face.
Huanong is a person who has always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded.
"Of course, after all, I am sending money to Mr. Lu, and Mr. Jiang..." Huanong said, tactically pausing: "Everyone in Beijing and Hong Kong knows that Lu Jing'an, the upstart shopping mall, has been raped for eight hundred years. My grandpa whom I haven’t met has been pestered.”
"Waiting for him to save a family that is about to be ruined."
"Since ancient times, those who give money and those who collect debts have been treated differently. Butler Heng, am I right?"
Hengqing didn't dare to say anything. After all, the old man was here and it was not his turn to answer this question.
Huanong was silent when he saw no one. He glanced at the old man before leaving: "By the way, Mr. Jiang may not know, right? The butler next to you can talk more than you. He is the only one in the entire Jiang family. , I think the most pleasing to the eye, if you really can’t find an heir, you might as well consider someone else.”
Hengqing:..........How vicious! ! ! 1
As soon as Huanong got into the car, Chen Shi looked away from the old man: "How come this old guy is like a ghost who died unjustly?"
Huanong did not follow his words, but asked: "Where is Bo Lian? Have you found it?"
"On the golf course."
"Go find him."
........
At the Beijing-Hong Kong Golf Course, Bo Lian is trying out a new club in his hand.
People outside the court came to tell Huanong that Huanong was coming, coming towards him.
Bo Lian laughed, guessing that Huanong would come to find him.
"Take the drinks away and replace them with tea."
Female celebrities are very particular and are afraid of gaining weight when drinking.
Huanong didn't even change her clothes. She was wearing high heels, a blue skirt, and a khaki coat, which was suitable for autumn.
"Young Master Bo is quite leisurely and elegant, isn't he? Ordinary people should be extremely busy preparing for their wedding during this time, right?"
"Is Miss Hua so experienced?"
Huanong watched the waiter bring the tea tray and sat down wisely, leaning on the chair with his legs crossed and watching Bo Lian waving the pole.
Bo Lian had a sense of restraint, like a sword that had been owned by Chen Feng for decades and was covered in dust.
“You’ve never eaten pork and haven’t seen a pig running?”
Seeing the waiter squatting down to make tea for her, Huanong waved his hand to signal the waiter to leave and do it himself.
"I heard that Nan Wan prepared a large dowry for Nan Qingqing. Are you sure you want to make a deal with me, Master Bo?"
"I'm not worthless enough to touch a woman's dowry."
Although he is now under the control of the Bo family, he is not willing to plot against Nan Qingqing. It is pitiful that an innocent person is involved, and he cannot let her lose her life and money.
Huanong shook the tea cup in his hand, and smiled with a hint of teasing: "No wonder Nan Qingqing is devoted to you. I have to say that there are still some redeeming features in Mr. Bo."
He didn't even eat the soft rice served in front of him, which is indeed a bit of a backbone.
"So...Princess Hua has thought about it and is here to give me the answer?"
