The domineering president goes on a blind date

"An Xiangbei, you bastard."

Shang Xuanxuan kicked the wet pillow and doll all over the place.

"Ouch," Shang Xuanxuan forgot that she was wearing a skirt today. Before she knew it, the skirt got caught on the edge of the coffee table and almost came into close contact with the floor.

Shang Xuanxuan let out a long sigh, went back to the room and changed her skirt.

Ding Dong, the doorbell rang.

Shang Xuanxuan rubbed her hair irritably and walked to the door.

"Who is it?"

"I."

An Xiangbei raised the takeaway box in his hand, and a barbecue smell wafted out of it.

"Why are you back again?"

"You've cleaned up such a big room, you probably haven't eaten yet, I ordered some barbecue, let's eat."

An Xiangbei looked Shang Xuanxuan up and down and still liked her better in sportswear.

Shang Xuanxuan took the barbecue from An Xiangbei.

"You eat first, I'll clean up."

Shang Xuanxuan opened the takeaway box and a smile appeared on her face.

When other people eat barbecue, they basically choose beef or mutton, but Shang Xuanxuan prefers soy products. She likes to eat bean cubes, bean skins, and anything related to beans.

An Xiangbei ordered a lot of things, all of which were soy products, and it was obvious that they were specially ordered for Shang Xuanxuan.

Shang Xuanxuan picked up a bean skewer and took a bite. It was crispy and spicy, just the taste she liked.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered what I liked to eat.

The sun is setting. An Xiangbei has been cleaning the house either at Jin Xiaomin's or at Shang Xuanxuan's house all day. He has to go back to work overtime tonight.

"I've packed it up. I asked the dry cleaner to take away your pillow and doll. They'll deliver them to you in a few days."

"Thank you, uncle."

An Xiangbei sat next to Shang Xuanxuan with a confused look on his face.

"Can you still say thank you?"

"Why, can't I? I also want to be like Xiaomin, a little more gentle and kind, isn't that okay?"

"Xiaomin has her strengths, and you have your strengths. Why do you have to imitate others?"

An Xiangbei took a look at the sportswear on Shang Xuanxuan. For the first time, Shang Xuanxuan felt that the clothes were so inappropriate.

"Where's your skirt? This is the first time I've seen you wear a skirt."

Shang Xuanxuan coughed lightly and tidied the hair around her ears.

"Do I look good in a skirt?"

"nice."

"No sincerity."

"I'm ten years older than you. If I spend the whole day admiring what you're wearing, your sister will kill me."

"Isn't Jin Xiaomin ten years younger than you?"

"Ah, what's wrong? Isn't she your best friend? Isn't she the same age?"

"Didn't you see what she was wearing?"

"I just said I'm ten years older than you. Can I see what you're wearing?"

An Xiangbei let down the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his bulging muscles, which made Shang Xuanxuan's throat roll.

"Everything is packed. I'm going back now. Call me if anything happens."

"What are you going back for?"

"I worked overtime and spent the whole day with you guys fixing the water pipes. I haven't even finished my work."

Shang Xuanxuan sent An Xiangbei out the door. She didn't look away until An Xiangbei drove away and even his shadow was out of sight.

I like An Xiangbei.

Shang Xuanxuan was frightened by her own thoughts and shook her head violently to shake out her ridiculous thoughts.

After An Xiangbei returned to Li Group, it was already dark. The road was filled with people rushing home from get off work, and most of the employees of Li Group had already left work.

The huge Li's Mansion now only had a few lights on. An Xiangbei breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to take a long vacation when Li Anhe came back.

Ding-ling-ling, the cell phone rings.

"Xiangbei, the model you told me about last time is no longer available in China or abroad. It will take at least three months for the manufacturer to produce it. I found a customer who bought one and said he can sell it to you. However, if he specifically requests it, I need to go in person."

"I understand. Send me the person's information."

An Xiangbei stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. In his mind was Shang Xuanxuan's happy expression after she got the model.

With a ding sound, the information was sent over, and An Xiangbei showed a sneer.

Mr. Zhang, you were blacklisted by him last time because your products were unqualified. It seems that you are well prepared this time.

An Xiangbei did not contact them immediately. In the business world, patience is everything. Whoever is impatient will lose.

The next morning, as An Xiangbei just walked into the lounge, Secretary Li came over and said that General Manager Zhang had been waiting in the conference room for a long time.

An Xiangbei adjusted his tie, stood up and walked towards the meeting room.

"Assistant, long time no see."

An Xiangbei ignored Mr. Zhang's hand raised in the air, and sat directly in the main seat in the conference room.

"Mr. Zhang, let's be frank. How can you sell that model?"

Mr. Zhang's cunning eyes rolled around, and he almost wrote on his face that the model was not easy to buy.

"Assistant Ante, we are all businessmen. If the price is right, we will definitely do business."

"Mr. Zhang, as far as I know, you have a son who has been studying abroad for many years. He is a well-behaved student and has no interest in things like motorcycles. It seems that this model is specially prepared for me."

Mr. Zhang picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of water as a disguise. His intention was exposed by a junior, and Mr. Zhang was embarrassed.

Last time, Mr. Zhang was blacklisted by the Li Group because of unqualified products. However, he did not intend to give up the cash cow of the Li Group and tried every means to climb up the Li Group again.

After asking around, I learned that An Xiangbei was looking for a motorcycle model. I contacted his friends abroad, and after several transfers, I finally bought the model.

He released the news as soon as possible and made sure that An Xiangbei would know it immediately. However, after waiting all night, he did not receive a call from An Xiangbei. Mr. Zhang could not wait any longer. After all, the model was just out of stock, not out of print. He was worried that An Xiangbei would find it somewhere else, so he had to rush over early in the morning.

"Assistant Ante, I'm just a businessman, and businessmen are here to make money."

"So how much do you plan to sell your model for?"

Mr. Zhang grinned, took out a contract from his briefcase, took out a pen and placed it in front of An Xiangbei.

"Assistant Ante, I was negligent about the product issue last time. I've kept a close eye on the production line this time, and there won't be any problems. Please don't end our cooperation because of one mistake. A small factory like ours can only get the dregs that fall from the Li Group."

"A set of models, in exchange for renewed cooperation with the Li Group, you have quite an appetite."

"Assistant Ante, whether my appetite is small or not depends on the position of this model in your heart, doesn't it?"

Mr. Zhang pushed the contract and pen in front of An Xiangbei.

"Assistant Ante, I promise that there will be no problem with the product this time. If the last incident happens again, I believe it will be easy for the Li Group to defeat me."

An Xiangbei's gaze fell on the contract, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes.