Eternal Love Marriage

The reputation of French EM Group among its peers is not small, but it only stops there.

It is for this reason that Andre will hand over the promotion opportunity to the Z country enterprise, hoping to get the response and effect corresponding to the cost and time spent.

After finishing speaking, Andre bowed to her gracefully to express his gratitude:

"Of course, Miss Guo, you can think about it slowly."

Almost as soon as the words were finished, an extremely oppressive and bleak figure quickly pressed over and slowly approached the two of them.

"Mr. Andre, the time has come."

Bo Qing glanced at the Rolex watch in his hand, and then quickly pulled Guo Chen to his side, reminding him seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Hearing this, even Guo Chen couldn't help being shocked.

Unexpectedly, Andre was so accurate in timing.

Is it a coincidence, or is this man really good at racing against time?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

It doesn't matter if he just wants to use the Guo Group's status in country Z to promote and reach cooperation, but he is afraid, his purpose is not just that.

"Mr. Bo is really punctual, so I won't waste your time. Please go slowly, both of you."

The corners of Andre's lips are slightly hooked, and on his sleek and sophisticated handsome face, there is a lot of maturity and sophistication and prudence in dealing with people and dealing with things that are hard to come by in the industry.

Watching the two of them walk down the stairs slowly, there was only a subtle ripple in his dark silver eyes that was inevitable.

He believes that Guo Chen is a smart person, and he must know how to make choices.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the corridor.

As soon as Bo Moyan came out of the men's bathroom, he bumped into an vulnerable wall of flesh.

He stretched out his slender right hand in extreme disgust and brushed off the almost non-existent dust on the dark blue suit, while the woman on the opposite side suddenly spoke:
"Yes...is it you?"

When he heard that familiar voice that could almost be said to be forgotten in the depths of his memory, Bo Moyan couldn't help but suddenly raised his head.

Immediately, the golden rose cufflinks on the arm fell onto the thick fiery red flannel carpet.

Before he could react, the woman who was knocked down stared blankly at the most conspicuous cuff button on the red carpet that looked like fire, picked it up without any hesitation, and slowly handed it over to him. In front of Bo Moyan.

But the latter just glanced at her dismissively, focused on her right hand with the yellow rubber glove for a moment, and then made a gesture to leave.

The woman felt a sense of loss that she couldn't hide.

Sure enough, a man as high and powerful as him would despise her for being dirty, right?

"Wait, your cufflinks!"

she cried desperately.

However, when Bo Moyan turned his head, a pair of black eyes as deep as the sea had a gleam of coldness, looked at the woman in cleaner clothes and sneered:

"No, it's your cufflinks.

Want to touch porcelain?Don't even weigh how much you weigh.

However, for the sake of your performance, the cufflinks are yours. "

As soon as the voice fell, without giving the woman a minute or a second to speak, she strode away from the second floor without looking back.

The woman stared deeply at Bo Moyan's receding back, then took off the rubber gloves silently, and carefully looked at the golden rose cufflink.

It is more appropriate to say that it is alms rather than ridicule.

What's even more ridiculous is that she really needs this money now.

A hot teardrop hit the cuff button with a "click", and was quickly wiped off by the woman. Putting on the rubber gloves, she stood up without hesitation and walked into the bathroom.

Because, at the bottom of society, she has no time to cry at all.

……

After the exhibition, Guo Chen followed Bo Qing and got into the Maybach that quietly blended into the night.

No, to be precise, he should have been forcibly pulled into the car.

Guo Chen: "..."

"In such a hurry, where are we going?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Bao Qing stepped on the accelerator almost without hesitation, his obsidian-like pupils were dotted with cunning, and he said with some malicious intent:
"What do you say?"

Hearing this, Guo Chen felt a shudder down his spine, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Immediately afterwards, he knocked on the car window vigorously:
"Put me down, this is not a car for kindergarten!"

After finishing speaking, the smile on the corners of her thin lips gradually deepened, and she was not moved at all even though she lashed out at her car window.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Moss Technology Building, Zhou Hong looked directly at the Maybach that was speeding away, with a handsome face as gentle as jade, as dark as the deep night.

Inside the car...

After a while, Guo Chen finally calmed down.

She stared at the fast-moving scene outside the window without saying a word, her lips pressed together tightly.

This is Zhao from the direction of Mochen Villa...

Immediately, he tentatively looked at the handsome face with picturesque profile and slowly opened his lips and said:

"Bo Qing, aren't you still jealous?"

Hearing this, Bo Qing's deep black eyes shrank suddenly, and the corners of his lips twitched visibly.

Why is this woman's brain always so strange?
He would indeed be a little unhappy when she was in contact with the opposite sex, but it wasn't to the point of being unreasonable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help parting his thin lips helplessly:

"I used to be jealous, but not tonight.

Don't think about it, let's go and relax. "

10 minutes later, in the night bar.

"Hey, how did you know I like to de-stress with a disco?!"

Guo Chen looked at the group of young people dancing on the dance floor with great pleasure, and his blood surged in an instant, and he was about to rush towards them!

However, she was pulled back mercilessly by Bo Qing, and after scanning the men on the dance floor, her eyes dimmed slightly:

"Have a few drinks with me first."

Hearing this, Guo Chen had no choice but to retract the steps he had already taken in resentment.

She finally knew how the "paternal boyfriend" Linda called came about...

Bai Chengmiao's cynical and handsome face was full of ambiguous smiles, and he handed a glass of red wine and a glass of red wine as clear as his blue eyes to the two people who were sitting in the private room staring at each other. Gretel.

Seeing that there was no awkwardness between the two, Bai Chengmiao finally relieved and said half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Aren't you going to drink milk tonight?"

That tone was like the head teacher treating the top student in the class who suddenly got a bad grade.

Bo Qing: "..."

Guo Chen: "..."

Even the reactions of the two were surprisingly consistent, Bai Chengmiao couldn't help being speechless, patted Bo Qing's shoulder earnestly, and winked at him:
"have fun!"

As soon as the words fell, he stopped making light bulbs, but retreated out very wisely.

At this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly, breaking the rare silence.

After seeing the caller ID, Guo Chen couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Immediately, he pressed the answer button in front of Bo Qing.

Ou Ziye's eager voice came from the other end:

"You guys at the bar?

Don't overdo it, Bo Dong is drunk..."

However, before he could say the most important sentence, Guo Chen's cell phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically.

"It's scary..."

Listening to the busy tone of "beep beep" from the other end, Ou Ziye added with embarrassment.