After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

On New York Avenue in the evening, the sunset is like gilding, and the streets of Brooklyn are reflected in this piece of gold.

Shen Mingshuo made a reservation for a steak restaurant two days in advance.

The dark red exterior wall bricks resemble the color of a medium-rare steak, and the golden signboard on a black background is stamped with a few elegant letters.

The waiter opened the door for the three of them, Shen Mingshuo said: "When you come to New York, you must eat the steak here, it is the best steak in New York."

The three of them found a seat by the window and sat down. There was a tung wood dining table and a few rough iron chairs.

Shen Mingshuo sat alone on one side, and called the waiter to order: "You don't have any taboos, I'll just order."

Shen Mingshuo took all the orders.

Luo Qisheng added: "Add a chocolate sundae."

Shen Mingshuo looked at him strangely: "Eating dessert on a whim? I haven't seen you order it before."

Luo Qisheng: "Ah Zhan likes desserts."

"Oh oh oh! I understand!" Shen Mingshuo immediately added a sundae.

Cheng Zhan was speechless: "I like making desserts."

Luo Qisheng said seriously: "Taste it."

The dishes were served one after another, including thick-cut bacon, Caesar salad, German fried potatoes, and the most famous red house steak in the store.

The three of them were not polite, and started to eat as soon as the dishes came.

Shen Mingshuo cut a small piece of steak and chewed happily: "Qisheng, I heard from Fan Lun that you asked for Ah Zhan's project this time?"

As soon as Shen Mingshuo finished speaking, the knife and fork held by Cheng Zhan paused.

The project he was assigned this time was the most difficult one in the group, the one he gave a five-pointed star.

"Yes." Luo Qisheng sipped the red wine, and said unhurriedly, "The project of Chateau De Lan was originally planned by Fan Lun, it just depends on which group it is assigned to."

Shen Mingshuo looked at Luo Qisheng, and then at Cheng Zhan: "Fan Lun went to this old man Ji Delan several times, but he couldn't take it down. I don't think Ah Zhan can take it down smoothly."

Cheng Zhan looked at Luo Qisheng, but said nothing.

He didn't think that Luo Qisheng would choose a difficult project for him for no reason. The progress of these projects would not only affect the results of this group of students in this training, but also be a competition for the various districts.

After drinking a glass of red wine, Luo Qisheng poured himself another, and said, "I know Gidelan, and besides..." He turned to look at Cheng Zhan, "If the senior can win this project, I will promote you after returning home Be the Director of the Investment Research Department.”

Cheng Zhan's eyes tightened. He has been in Naijia for less than a year. No matter how excellent his ability is and how many projects he has completed, it is impossible for him to become the chief executive of an important department in such a short period of time.

Shen Mingshuo let out a "huh": "Suddenly leapfrog promotion, it is easy to attract criticism. But if this achievement is recognized by Fan Lun, it can indeed stop those aggressive mouths." He laughed, "Did you want to Well, that's why I arranged for Ah Zhan to attend the training."

"Yes."

Knowing that the main lecturer this time is Fan Lun, when Luo Qisheng screened the list of trainees, he already had this idea, but he didn't say it all the time, for fear of putting too much pressure on Cheng Zhan.

Now that the training session is over, Luo Qisheng heard from Fan Lun that Cheng Zhan performed the best among the nine.

In the subsequent practice, I have to stand on my own. In addition, he knows Gideland, so the probability of winning the project of Château Deland will be higher.

If he wins, Cheng Zhan is sure to be the best in this training.

It doesn't matter if you can't win it. A project that Fan Lun can't finish is a big difficulty in itself.

The three of them ate a large table full of steaks, and Shen Mingshuo patted his stomach contentedly: "Every time I come to New York, I must have a meal. Next time I have a chance, I will bring Mumu with me."

Mentioning Lin Yan, Shen Mingshuo said sternly, "Ah Zhan, I'm quitting about the Lin family's consultant. Mu Mu can resist now, and my European side has been quite busy recently."

"Okay, Brother Shuo, please trouble me during this time." Cheng Zhan took a sip of the chocolate sundae.

This steak shop really only tastes good with steak, and the chocolate is too greasy.

Shen Mingshuo narrowed his eyes, was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "Mumu is a baby?"

Cheng Zhan swallowed a mouthful of ice cream and coughed twice: "Well, he is."

"No wonder you're so jerky on the bed." Shen Mingshuo unlocked the phone and locked it again.

After dinner, the sky was completely dark.

Shen Mingshuo and the two of them uttered a word, and walked away gracefully.

Standing on the side of the road, Cheng Zhan looked up at the tall street lamps, the orange light fascinated his sight.

"Luo Qisheng, do you want me to compete against Conghe?"

Luo Qisheng promoted Cheng Zhan by jumping over the ranks, not simply wanting to promote him, in a sense, Luo Qisheng was supporting his own power.

The investment research department and the investment banking department are the two important departments in Naijia. Conghe has already taken one, and the other, Luo Qisheng does not want to fall into the hands of opponents or people out of control.

The bigger the group, the more intense the factions will compete.

Luo Qisheng stared at Cheng Zhan absent-mindedly. This man looked calm and not unhappy.

Luo Qisheng said: "I'm sorry."

"?" Cheng Zhan turned around in surprise, and asked strangely, "Why do you have to apologize?"

Luo Qisheng's face was tense: "I'm engaged in a group struggle, I drag you in, I want to use you to check and balance Conghe, but I haven't told you yet."

"Primary boy, just because you didn't say it doesn't mean I can't guess."

Cheng Zhan saw the ashamed expression on Luo Qisheng's face, and the few strands of hair on his forehead fell down, limp, like a lazy meow that no one cares about, he could only shrink back in the corner aggrieved, yelling "Wow!" Twice.

Cheng Zhan said with a smile: "You are airborne. It is difficult to control the overall situation in such a large domestic market. You have done a good job."

"Besides, I'm an employee of Naijia. Isn't it good to be promoted? As for Conghe." Cheng Zhan lightly punched him on the shoulder, "I used to be the president of Sheng Zhe anyway, so why would I be afraid of office politics? Are you still What are you worried about? Take back the apology."

Luo Qisheng closed his eyes, took two steps forward, and hugged Cheng Zhan: "Senior, you are so kind to me."

"Yeah, the one in China was cancelled?" Cheng Zhan made an aggressive test.

Luo Qisheng: "No."

Cheng Zhan: "I won't give you a hug."

Luo Qisheng: "I'll hold you right now."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

-

After returning to the villa.

Cheng Zhan took a shower first, and when he was done, he made two cups of grapefruit tea and lay down on the couch in the study to read documents.

The project of Delan Winery is not difficult to say. The world-renowned red winery has taken a fancy to Delan and hopes that Nijia can make a mature financing and merger plan.

Delan Winery is a small private winery, which does not produce much red wine every year, and needless to say it is profitable. According to Niga's report, the winery has been losing money for more than seven years in a row.

It's a pity that the winery is such a mess, and the owner of the manor, Gideran, has always refused to agree to Niga's conditions.

Fan Lun also thought about it.

Cheng Zhan was drinking grapefruit tea, the light in front of him dimmed, and a light fragrance of elegant shower gel wafted over.

Luo Qisheng sat down beside Cheng Zhan, and took a sip of a cup of grapefruit tea in Cheng Zhan's hand.

Cheng Zhan frowned: "I've already poured you a glass."

Luo Qisheng put down the glass, turning a blind eye to the other glass next to it: "I didn't see it."

Cheng Zhan turned over and went to read the documents facing the back of the sofa, not wanting to talk to this shameless president.

The white bathrobe just outlined an undulating curve on his side, clear shoulders, slender waist, faintly revealing the shape of the temple, and further down, a pair of half-exposed calves.

Luo Qisheng knew very well that under the bathrobe, this person's skin was very fair and delicate, and there were beautiful mermaid lines on the waist and abdomen, but it didn't look very muscular.

Every time she does it, Luo Qisheng will linger on this kind of skin for a long time, and the palms will cling to this delicate skin, and then it will become hotter and hotter.This is a pleasure that no one else can give him.

Luo Qisheng knew that all his impulsive desires could only come from this person.

Luo Qisheng put his hand on Cheng Zhan's waist, and Cheng Zhan tensed up sensitively.

Like a cat, Luo Qisheng stroked his waist with his palm, and said solemnly: "Chateau De Lan belongs to Gideland and his wife. Seven years ago, when his wife passed away, the winery began to decline. However Gideland has been reluctant to sell, and is filling money into it every year, preferring to lose money."

"How did you know him?" Cheng Zhan turned around and grabbed Luo Qisheng's hand.

Luo Qisheng's hand was caught by him, and he simply didn't move: "He used to be an alcoholic, and we met in a bar." Luo Qisheng paused for a while, "I used to like drinking for a while."

Cheng Zhan wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into: "Then this time, it's up to Mr. Luo to sell more favors."

Cheng Zhan got up, stretched his waist, and walked towards the door leisurely, muttering: "I also like to drink for a while."

Luo Qisheng didn't catch up, looked down at the two cups of grapefruit tea, picked up the missing one, and drank it down in one gulp.

-

DeLand Winery is in the outskirts of New York.

Early in the morning, a commercial vehicle set off from the villa.

The straight road can't be seen at a glance, and the blue-black asphalt road seems to be going straight into the clouds.On both sides are empty mountains, endless red and yellow rocks, ancient precipitation, as if isolated from the city.

After more than three hours, the outline of a manor gradually appeared in front of him.

The car stopped at the gate of the manor, just as Luo Qisheng turned off the engine, a series of barking dogs suddenly came from inside the gate.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Two black backs and a black Labrador rushed to the black iron door. Three heads scrambled to get into the hollow gap on the door, bared their teeth, roared at the car, and let out "grunt" from time to time. Lu" growled.

"Fan Lun was scared away by these?"

Cheng Zhan opened the door and got out of the car, took out a few ham sausages from his backpack, peeled off the outer packaging, and threw them in.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Woooooooo..."

The three dogs barked tirelessly for a long time, but in the end they still couldn't resist the temptation of the ham sausage.

Luo Qisheng pressed the electronic doorbell: "Gideran, it's me, Luo."

After a while, the iron door opened slowly, and an old man with gray hair, leaning on a cane in one hand and carrying a red wine bottle in the other, slowly walked out of the room.

Luo Qisheng went forward to meet her: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Heh, you know it's been a long time, kid." Ji Delan patted Luo Qisheng with the wine bottle, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes squeezed together, "It's just in time, I opened a new bottle of old wine, let's drink together."

Ji Delan took Luo Qisheng and walked two steps into the Zhuangzi, then stopped suddenly, and then noticed Cheng Zhan beside him.

Ji Delan widened his eyes, and asked Luo Qisheng, "Hey, is that the one in your photo?"