Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Mi Jian understood what he meant, and said with a half-smile: "If the Zhang family's son and daughter all belong to me, what will you do in Shanghai?"

The old man smacked his lips fiercely, stood up and pulled her towards the house.

Mi Jian looked at him with a smile, and finally followed him into the room.

Oh. Bah! It should be to review the past and learn the new.

Not to mention, Mi Jian is different from other women, her reserved look that still wants to talk is really unique.

After 10 a.m. the next day, it started pouring rain in Beijing.

Soybean raindrops ravaged the skyline, the sky was gray, and the streets seemed to be filled with countless small rivers.

Zhang Xuan stood in front of the office window of Yintai Mall in Beijing and stared quietly at the rainy day outside, but his thoughts couldn't stop recalling the time when he first met Wen Hui five years ago.

It could be 5 years if you are not careful

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, time flies really fast.

I don’t know what Wen Hui is doing now?

If it is true as Mi Jian said, the Zhang family's son and eldest daughter do not have her share, I wonder what will happen to the Wen family?

Old man Na Wen is very stubborn. Even if he kills Rhubarb, he still wants to kill himself twice in his dream. I don’t know if the cancer is under control?

In fact, he was very reassured about Wen Hui, but not confident about the Wen family.

After all, the Wen family’s family fortune and status are there, how could they be careless?

Did he remember Wen Hui's condition?

He was in a complicated mood at the moment. He hoped that Wen Huiti's conditions would be more extreme, but at the same time he would like them to be simpler.

This conflicting mood is mixed with the emotional entanglement between him and Wen Hui, and so on.

"Dong dong dong!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in!"

His thoughts were far away, and Zhang Xuan did not turn around.

Peng Zhiyong, the person in charge of Beijing, opened the door and came in, followed by a financial officer and a female secretary.

"Mr. Zhang, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Knowing his boss's temper, Peng Zhiyong handed over this year's financial statements and plans for the Beijing branch after he came in.

"You guys find a seat and pour your own water." Zhang Xuan ordered without looking back, his eyes still focused on the window.

Seeing this, Peng Zhiyong did not go to pour water or sit down. After placing a stack of folders on the boss's desk, he stood beside it like a wood sculpture.

Seeing that his boss didn't move, the finance and secretary behind him also didn't dare to move and stood there waiting quietly.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, the visibility in the sky is getting lower and lower, and the number of pedestrians and vehicles on the road is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At a certain moment, the old man who slowly came to his senses suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his mind, turned around and went back to his desk, picked up a folder and opened it, which contained the sales situation of Beijing Yintai Mall last quarter.

After a while, he changed a folder. This was a report, a detailed report on the progress of the Grade A office buildings, five-star hotels, and garden plazas that were being built.

Half an hour later, he changed another folder and this time turned to the detailed financial expenditure report of the Beijing branch for the previous quarter.

There were a total of five folders, and Zhang Xuan looked at them for a long time before he could finish them. During this period, Peng Zhiyong and the other three looked at him without saying a word, waiting for instructions.

At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, he put down the "Work Summary Report for the First Half of the Year" and said to Peng Zhiyong: "My eyes are tired from looking at it and I don't want to move anymore. Ask someone to go to the canteen to bring me a meal."

Seeing that his boss didn't mention anything about work, Peng Zhiyong felt relieved. He knew that not mentioning it would be equivalent to passing the test, which was a good thing. He quickly poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him and walked out quietly.

After leaving the door, the secretary reminded: "Manager, it's past lunch time in the cafeteria. Do you want to go to a big restaurant outside and order food from the boss?"

Peng Zhiyong immediately understood what his subordinates meant, but rejected it: "Xiaojuan, I have been in the company for less than half a year, I have not had much contact with the boss, and I don't understand the boss's temper. He said he wants to eat from the canteen, so he can only go to the canteen. You can’t play tricks on your meals, they have to be served according to the standard of our usual work meals.”

The secretary looked at the manager in surprise and then at the finance department.

The female accountant smiled and said, "The manager is an old man in the company, so he must be right."

After waiting for a while, I didn’t receive my meal, but I did receive a text message.

Clicking on it, Xiao Shiyi sent a text message: Guess where I am?

Zhang Xuan didn't even think about it: Deep City.

Little Eleven: Wrong.

Zhang Xuan: Isn’t this day in Shencheng? So where are you?

Xiao Eleven still sent: What do you think?

Zhang Xuan hesitated for two seconds and typed: Changshi?

Xiao Shiyi, who was staring at the phone screen, had a smile on his face: Changshi, tell me the truth, do you miss me? Want me to come to you?

Too lazy to play hide and seek with her, Zhang Xuan, who was a little tired, asked directly: Tell me quickly, where are you?

Little Eleven: You are a typical ungrateful person. You forgot about me when you were with Mi Jian.

Zhang Xuan was speechless.

When he didn't reply, Xiao Shiyi told him: I went to Shanghai two days ago.

Are you looking for Wenhui in Shanghai?

Zhang Xuan was shocked and asked sensitively: What are you doing in Shanghai?

Little Eleven: I said I came here on a business trip, do you believe it?

Zhang Xuan: I don’t believe it.

Little Eleven: You don’t trust me so much?

Then Xiao Shiyi sent another text message: Even if you don’t trust me, you still have to trust the body you have touched.

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched: I'm sorry, I've touched so many women that I can't even remember how your body felt.

Xiao Eleven puffed up his cheeks in anger, put the phone aside, wrapped up his hair, and started taking a bath in the bathtub.

A few minutes later, Zhang Xuan called directly.

Xiao Eleven picked up the phone, stared at the screen for a while, and pressed the connect button, "I am taking a bath naked, what do you want to do with me now?"

Zhang Xuan: "."

Seeing his silence, Xiao Eleven asked with a smile: "What were you thinking about just now?"

Zhang Xuan asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Eleven reached out and touched her long legs: "Delicate and tight, my legs are really the best in the world."

Looking at the sky through the window, Zhang Xuan was convinced: "What's so good about legs? I like the place next to them."

Xiao Eleven was stunned for a moment, looked down, and then blushed. After a while, he smiled coquettishly and said, "Come if you like me. I'll wait for you."

Zhang Xuan yawned, stretched out his legs on the desk, and said, "I'm in the capital and can't come."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shiyi said at this time: "I am also in the capital, I can come."

Now it was Zhang Xuanfa's turn to be startled, and his voice could not help but rise a little higher: "Are you in the capital? When did you come? Where are you?"

Su Jinyu said slowly with a worried look: "You ask so many questions at once, how can I answer you? Which one should I answer you first?"

Zhang Xuan asked again: "Where are you?"

Su Jinyu said: "The capital."

Zhang Xuan was dizzy: "Where are you now?"

Su Jinyu said: "The hotel bathtub is not only taking a bath, but also waiting for the destined one."

Zhang Xuan hung up the phone, he couldn't tolerate her faults.

Su Jinyu was not angry and called back happily: "I'm here in Sanlitun."

Zhang Xuan asked seriously: "Have you really come to the capital?"

Su Jinyu said: "I don't know where to go when I come to the capital. I thought your mall is here in Sanlitun, so I came here."

Zhang Xuan asked worriedly: "Did you come alone?"

Su Jinyu smiled and asked, "Are you caring about me?"

Zhang Xuan said angrily: "I want to know what you are doing in Shanghai?"

"Want to know...?"

Su Jinyu trailed off in a long tone: "If you want to know, just come to me. If you serve me well and feel comfortable, I might tell you."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan ignored these and immediately put down his legs and stood up: "Give me the hotel address."

Su Jinyu asked sourly: "You are coming over after hearing about Wenhui?"

Zhang Xuan lost patience: "Speed!"

Su Jinyu reported her address and room number, and specifically asked: "Call me when you get to the door. I know you will take off your clothes later, so I won't put on any clothes and wait for you."

Hearing such provocative words, the old man sighed and really wanted to slap her to death for daring to come to the capital alone and come to Sanlitun.

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