Yu Weiwei pushed open the box door and walked around an exquisite Chinese screen. His high heels made a "click-click" sound on the wooden floor.
"Mr. Yu is here."
The person who spoke immediately looked over with a smile.
"Mr. Yu, sit here."
Someone very gentlemanly got up and helped her pull out her seat.
"Thanks."
Yu Weiwei took off his coat, handed it to the waiter beside him, and sat down.
Today was a simple dinner party. Although we had said in advance that we would not discuss business, it was so difficult to get together such a few people. How could we really not discuss business.
After a few pleasantries, someone took the initiative to mention the piece of land in the east of the city.
"Mr. Dong, I am bound to get that piece of land. But in terms of the transfer price, as our old partner for so many years, please give me another 20%."
"No, wait, Mr. Dong, you agreed to give me that piece of land. I've already got the approval, and I'm just waiting for the development and use rights of that piece of land."
Several people started arguing.
Yu Weiwei lowered his head and ate the minced meat custard quietly.
The minced meat custard in this shop is excellent. She has had a bad appetite recently, so this is the only dish she can take two bites of.
"Hey, what's the rush?"
Mr. Dong rubbed his temples and said awkwardly: "Things have changed. That piece of land..."
"That land already belongs to Jiahe."
A cold voice sounded.
Yu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and the spoon in his hand fell down, making a crisp sound when it hit the edge of the porcelain bowl.
She turned her head stiffly.
Through a screen, I watched that tall and tall figure slowly walking towards me.
As he got closer, he stood still, his eyes falling on her face first, and then looking at everyone, "This is a mature piece of land, and it is indeed popular. But there are still some thorny historical issues that Mr. Dong has not told you. Otherwise, How could he sell this piece of land so easily?"
Mr. Dong frowned and looked a little embarrassed, "Mr. Lin, what are you talking about?"
Everyone was confused.
The development rights of this land were indeed sold very early, and it had been developed before. However, something happened and the project was stopped later.
Now it's because the city planning has reached that point, and the surrounding land prices have increased sharply, so they came up with the idea of that land, trying to please Mr. Dong first, trying to get it from him.
"Anyway, it belongs to Jiahe now."
His thoughts were confused the moment he saw that face. Without saying anything else, he pulled out his chair and sat down next to Yu Weiwei.
As soon as he sat down, Yu Weiwei felt as if the air had been taken away from him and he couldn't breathe.
She took a deep breath, which brought oxygen and also smelled the familiar cool smell of the man.
The words spoken by everyone on the table were getting farther and farther away in her head, and she seemed unable to hear a word clearly. All her attention was on maintaining a natural expression and body.
Lin Jianshen was a new face to some people in the wine shop, so Mr. Dong took the initiative to introduce him: "Mr. Lin from Jiahe Real Estate, Lin Jianshen."
"Isn't Jiahe Real Estate owned by the old Xu family?"
"It's his now."
Mr. Dong looked at this young youngster with unconcealed admiration, "Mr. Lin's business is not limited to both young and old."
The investor who has gained the most momentum in recent years was mentioned in a financial forum and joked that this person must have traveled through time.
Otherwise, how come he gets gains when he invests, and gains when he invests?
Not yet thirty years old, he is already at the top of Jiangcheng's wealth list.
Recently, he has set his sights on the Imperial Capital again, and his first business deal is the sought-after piece of land in the east of the city.
"He is Lin Jianshen. I know him. He is a genius investor. I just didn't expect Mr. Lin to be so young?"
"Is Mr. Lin married?"
There are young people in their twenties and thirties here, and naturally more of them are middle-aged people in their forties, fifties, fifties and sixties.
Now that the land business is gone, let's go back to the original simple wine shop and chat a few words.
In case, he can still connect his daughter to build a bridge, etc., then this land is not a matter of left hand and right hand.
"No."
Yu Weiwei heard the cold voice of the man beside him, "I'm single."
Her eyelids moved slightly.
Did he break up with Yao Linger?
Before Chinese Valentine's Day, Yao Ling'er was on the hot search list because of her ambiguous copywriting, causing netizens to speculate whether she was in love.
Of course, the studio refuted the rumors later, and it became a hot search again, earning a lot of traffic over and over again.
Yu Weiwei didn't want to stay any longer, so he picked up the phone without interest and sent a message to Zhou Yi, asking him to come pick her up.
Zhou Yi quickly replied to her, [I asked Xiao Ji to pick you up. I have a game that I can't leave. 】
Xiao Ji is his driver.
Yu Weiwei thought for a moment, [Forget it. 】
Of course she also has a driver.
After two minutes, Zhou Yi replied: [Are you angry? 】
He also sent two emoticons of touching her head and hugging her to comfort her.
[No, please drink less. 】
【good. 】
The conversation ends.
Yu Weiyi scrolled through the previous chat between the two, which was actually quite boring.
Either asking for dinner, asking where they are, whether they have eaten or slept, and occasionally greeting each other about their health.
They are both too busy and have little time to see each other. Either she is on a business trip or he is in a meeting.
It's not easy to get together, but we can only eat and watch movies together.
Qiao Qian once sharply pointed out: Don't you two have the desire to share?
Looking at it this way, it seems that there is really nothing to share about their respective lives.
It was already after nine o'clock when the banquet ended.
Yu Weiwei called the driver Xiao Zhang, but there was a traffic jam on the elevated highway and he would arrive late.
Xiao Zhang kept apologizing on the phone, and Yu Weiwei smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, just drive slowly."
It happened that she was blowing some air to relax her mood.
With this thought in mind, she walked down the steps step by step, and a black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front of her.
The car window was half open, and the man in the driver's seat turned his head to look at her.
Between their eyes, there was a wind blowing, which made Yu Weiyi narrow his eyes.
She hadn't seen Lin Jianshen just now, but now she realized that he had changed a lot.
He should have a new haircut, his black sideburns are very neat, the length of his hair is much longer than it was a few years ago, and the roots of his long back are clearly combed back. Such elaborate dressing coupled with an already outstanding face makes him a little too handsome.
His deep brows looked at her calmly, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes that Yu Weiyi couldn't understand.
"boarding."
The cold wind carried his voice to Yu Weiwei's ears.
She tightened her coat and opened her lips slightly: "My driver will be here soon, Mr. Lin, please leave first."
As soon as she finished speaking, a big raindrop hit the bridge of her nose, making Yu Weiyi blink in shock.
Immediately afterwards, an autumn rain that had been foreshadowed for a long time fell.
The man in the car still maintained the same action and looked at her silently.
Yu Weiwei closed his eyes helplessly, opened the car door and got in.
"Xiao Zhang, please go back. I'm getting in the car."
Yu Weiwei put down his phone and saw that the car was not moving, so he took the initiative to report his address.
