Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

From the initiation to the establishment of the South Gate project, the speed was so fast that Xu Qingcheng dared not blink, and the smoothness was unexpected.

Xu Qingcheng knew that Ye Chengnian had also put a lot of energy into this, trying to steal food from Shengshi.

But the smooth start of her side means that all the Ye family's investment in it has been in vain.

The moment Tang Jinchao and Xu Qingcheng signed the tripartite agreement with the construction party, Xu Qingcheng also heaved a sigh of relief, as if he could finally breathe out of the water.

"Shengshi invested too much in the early stage of this project. We don't know how many times we have simulated and discussed. The progress of the project construction must be fast. Don't worry, I will not let you lose this investment. I will tell us The project team communicated with us that we have reserved room for the current planning and delivery date. If everything goes well, our project progress can be at least six months ahead of schedule, and it can be conservatively estimated to be four months, which will effectively increase the capital turnover rate. "Xu Qingcheng smiled brightly, and made a vow, she reached out to shake hands with him, "Mr. Tang, we have a happy cooperation."

Tang Jinchao shook hands with her calmly, looked at the smile in her eyes and clicked his tongue softly.

Compared with her high-spiritedness, Fu Jingting's side looked a bit bleak. He was officially separated from the Fu family, and he completely lost the halo that the Fu family gave him.

But without Fu Jingting's help, Xu Qingcheng knew very well that it would not be so easy.

She pulled away from work and called him, "Today the project was signed, and we booked a hotel for dinner tonight. Does Mr. Fu have time to accompany me?"

"Your project is signed, what am I going to do?" Fu Jingting smiled, and while answering the phone, he turned off several related industrial layout plans spread out on the computer.

It involved the Fu family, the Tang family, and then the Ye Xu family.

"You are my military advisor." Xu Qingcheng's eyes softened, "I want to drink at night, so let me socialize with so many men alone."

Her voice is very low, very soft, very delicate.

Fu Jingting only felt his scalp tense up, and he was reluctant to refuse, so he agreed, "Okay."

"It's scheduled to be in the Imperial City Club, and we'll go there together at night."

Xu Qingcheng wore a western dress for a small evening ceremony. The light blue sequins and small mermaid outlines the woman's figure to the extreme. The ear wires complement each other perfectly.

She chose him a light blue and dark blue tie, which matched her dress discreetly.

She stood beside him, beautiful as a blue mermaid, and he belonged to her.

Xu Qingcheng was very skillful when he tied his tie. Fu Jingting stared at her and raised his eyebrows suddenly, "That time you tied my tie, took it off, and took it off, what was going on in your mind at that time?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Mr. Fu, is he going to settle the old score?"

Fu Jingting was stunned, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, "No. If there is something to turn over, it's better to turn over you."

Talking about turning the other person over and pressing them on the mirror in front of her, Xu Qingcheng exclaimed, with her palm resting on the mirror, she said anxiously, "Don't, don't tear your clothes, and we are running out of time."

He unzipped the zipper on her back with his fingers, and he carefully pulled off the dress, tearing it off together with the nipple stickers. The light above his head was very bright, and the woman in the mirror was wearing lace and flesh-colored stockings. He stretched out his hand from her back Touching it, Xu Qingcheng trembled so much that he could hardly stand up.

He kissed her little by little, kissed every inch of skin, and asked her if there was anything hidden that he didn't know.

She has no resistance to him, this body has long been familiar, staggering on the branch waiting for someone to pick it up, and taking a bite is full of overflowing juice, she lightly closes her eyes and dare not look at the decadent woman in the mirror .

It's not like her, but it's her.

The reddened face spread all over her body, and her soft crooning was like the most moving music in the vinyl, "Don't you, where can I hide things, no..."

Jiao Didi's voice passed through the heart, filling it to the brim.

……

The two were late when they arrived.

After getting out of the car, the woman gave him a coquettish look, and then took his arm and walked in.

Tang Jinchao had arrived early to greet her, and the two of them fell silent as soon as they entered the scene, as if they were quite afraid of his arrival.

Xu Qingcheng was supposed to sit at the head of the banquet, but before she could sit down, Fu Jingting held her back. He looked at Tang Jinchao, "She can't drink."

"Then you drink." Tang Jinchao is the guest of honour, and he would grab the master's errand only if he was sick.

Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, "I can't drink either."

Tang Jinchao twitched his forehead, "You're lying to a ghost."

"There is a mission. For the next generation of the motherland." He spoke righteously without blinking an eye.

Xu Qingcheng's face suddenly turned red.

Tang Jinchao stood up with his palms on the table, and sat on the main seat, "You are amazing."

They say they don't drink alcohol, but the situation is too special. The success of Shengshi's project represents whether they can truly create another glories, and the start of the project represents hope.

Xu Qingcheng still drank some red wine.

She really didn't drink much, but her footsteps were a little wobbly. She said that everyone who is not drunk is drunk, and she was right.

Fu Jingting wrapped his arms around her waist and took her away, with a bad expression on his face, "You will drink if you are not allowed to drink, you will not be able to walk if you drink so much."

"Because you're here." She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him, and buried her face in his arms, all at ease, with a flickering smile in her eyes, "I didn't dare before, I had to go to the bathroom to pick it up if I drank a little." It hurts to spit it out of the throat."

Because of him, she dared to be so presumptuous.

"Actually, I don't really expect you to help me. Just like you said before, Shengshi is a hole that can't be filled. If you really want to help, it will take a long, long time... I will accept if you don't help me. I just want to be able to help me a little bit." Just lean on me, just lean on." Xu Qingcheng squinted and smiled, "But I didn't expect that you would help me like this."

There was a smell of red wine in her mouth, and she sprayed it warmly on the skin of his neck, "Fu Jingting, I'm really, really happy."

Holding her arm with a little strength, he tied her in his arms. The man's eyes were deep, and he reached out to touch her eyes. There was a little moisture between his fingers, and his heart became heavier and heavier. , but at the end he only said one sentence, "It's fine if you're happy."

"Happy." She nodded heavily, her body swayed in his arms, but she stretched out her hands to pat his face, pouted, very unhappy, "Don't sway, it makes me dizzy."

This is really drunk.

Fu Jingting's forehead twitched, and he held her with one hand, "Let's go, go home."

"Okay."

She responded crisply.

Before getting into the car, he suddenly grabbed his arm, "They said you were expelled from the Fu family. Are you sad?"

Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, "Why do you ask that?"

Xu Qingcheng took a step forward, and put her palm on his heart, "Is it uncomfortable here? Does it hurt?"

The beating heart in her chest missed a beat because of her movements and the worry in her voice. The man reached out and grabbed her palm, "I'm fine."

"I don't want you to hurt." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes that were so beautiful soaked in the moonlight were full of tenderness, "I will work hard, the prosperity will be better, Qingyao will be better, and you will be better too. If you can't hold on, I can still rely on you."

Her drunken voice was very soft and soft, but extremely firm.

I don't know if she can say this kind of words when she is awake, but her heart is being cut open by a sharp knife while being gentle by her words, and even her breathing seems to have a shadow of pain.

Fu Jingting hugged her tightly in his arms, and he didn't want to let go, and he wouldn't let go.

Xu Qingcheng knew that she was drunk, but she didn't say a single word that was false.

Really, the kind of truth that can be taken out of your heart.

Xu Qingcheng held her bright red heart that could beat again and sent it to him.

She doesn't care if he accepts it or not, she just wants to treat him as well as he treats her.

Under the night, the commercial vehicle stopped, and the etiquette of the club opened the door. The thin high-heeled shoes with the woman's slender legs and skirt fell into sight first, and then the woman leaned out of the car.

She stood up straight, and the slim dress outlined the graceful figure of a woman.

She stared coldly at the couple not far in front of her.

The female assistant took down the suitcase, followed her eyes to look over it, was slightly taken aback, and asked her, "Mr. Fu Er, Ms. Tang, do you want to say hello?"