camouflage amnesia

After He Jinhuai came home from the golf course, a man who claimed to be BA's technology strategist came to his door.

Zhao Bing was led into the study by the servant, "Second Young Master He." He smiled and nodded.

"You are from BA Technology? Why haven't I seen you before?" He Jinhuai was suspicious.

"Although I advise Chen Yi behind his back, he doesn't completely trust me." Zhao Bing paused, "No, I didn't know until your funds came in."

Zhao Bingneng was sent by Yue Yanxi to Chen Yi's side, so he has his own advantages.

After discovering that Chen Yi's BA Technology has He Jinhuai's funds, he wanted to take the opportunity to gain He Jinhuai's trust.

Sometimes, disintegrating from within can be more damaging than striking from without.

"Your boss doesn't trust you. It's his business. What does Mr. Zhao mean by coming to me?" He Jinhuai was very cautious.

"I don't want to fight with He Ershao. Who do you think has worked hard all his life not for money? I not only want money, but also fame. I have always been a brat's military adviser behind my back. In my heart, Tsk, there are always so many..."

Zhao Bing rubbed his heart with greedy eyes, "I think He Ershao is more worthy of following."

He Jinhuai enjoyed it a lot, but didn't show it on the surface, "I will become the heir of the He Group in the future, and there are many capable people around me. How can I believe that Mr. Zhao can help me?"

"More importantly, how can I believe that Mr. Zhao is really helping me?"

Zhao Bing curled his lips, "Did He Ershao sign an agreement with Chen Yi when he became a shareholder of BA Technology?"

He Jinhuai leaned forward slightly, apparently paying attention to what the other party said.

"I believe Second Young Master He also knows what this agreement means. Chen Yi's kid clearly wants Second Young Master's money, but he doesn't want Second Young Master to interfere in the company's affairs." Zhao Bing shook his head, "This kid is not authentic."

Because he was in a hurry to invest in BA Technology, He Jinhuai didn't think much about it when he signed the agreement, and it was only afterward that he realized that Chen Yi was indeed an empty-handed white wolf.

However, how credible this Zhao Bing is, it is not yet possible to jump to conclusions.

"Actually, they are all talents dug out by He's Group, so I will give some money to encourage young people." He Jinhuai did not follow Zhao Bing's words.

"Maybe it's presumptuous of me to say such a thing. If the Second Young Master doesn't want to listen, I'll shut up at any time."

Zhao Bingdao, "I know Er Shao already owns Hefeng Technology, but this technology company has not made much achievements after all, and its strength is mediocre. Two days ago, Ms. He San's hot search made many people know that He Feng still has such a company. A young daughter. The two technology companies in her hands are real gold."

Having said this, He Jinhuai naturally understood.

Just owning a company of Hefeng Technology can't compete with Xiaomei at all.

What does this man mean, is to help him swallow BA technology?

"What do you want?" He Jinhuai asked.

There is no free lunch in the world, this man must have a plan to come to him.

"What I want is very simple. After it is done, give me half of the shares of BA Technology."

Zhao Bing's eyes shone with desire, "I also want to try the feeling of being a boss."

He Jinhuai weighed it in his heart, when he took over He's Group, a mere BA technology would not be a big deal.

Promise BA technology to this man, even if the other party is not sincere, driven by profit, at least he will not wear a pair of pants with that kid Chen Yi.

"Let me consider this matter." He Jinhuai said to Qiao.

"Then I'll wait for the second young master's news." Zhao Bing bowed respectfully and withdrew.

He Jinhuai put his finger on the ring of his ring finger, stroked it, and turned it; he leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, thinking about something.

Mu Qingran was going to attend a seminar in the city in the morning, so she couldn't go to Ran Mingjun's company meeting with He Mu.

"Does the meeting with Ran's head office have to be held this morning?" Mu Qingran asked.

"This is the time you set, ask me now?" He Mu grabbed the fried dough sticks in his hand and threw them into the soybean milk.

When Mu Qingran set the time, she didn't expect to be called to attend the seminar suddenly.

She also followed He Mu's example, soaking fried dough sticks in soy milk, and remained silent for a long time before she spoke again: "I won't go, Mr. Ran may think that our company is anticlimactic, in fact, another time——"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Mu interrupted, "It's just a planning meeting, it doesn't matter if you're here or not."

She became more and more suspicious that Mu Qingran had some unusual plans for Ran Mingjun. She was just having an ordinary meeting and was so nervous.

Mu Qingran also knew that it was impossible to temporarily change the time, but she was blocked and wanted to say a few words.

After speaking, it was even more blocked.

Seeing the fried dough sticks in Mu Qingran's bowl, He Mu frowned, "Why are you imitating me?" His tone was very dissatisfied.

Mu Qingran: "It looks delicious."

She didn't like mixing two unrelated things together before.

The oil of the fried dough sticks will remain in the soy milk, destroying the original light taste; the soy milk will make the original crispy fried dough sticks moist and soft.

But trying it out for myself, it seems to be pretty good.

"You are also a technical person, shouldn't you respect other people's patents?" He Mu said.

"This should not be your patent." Mu Qingran said lightly, "And why do you and I divide each other?"

Excuse Me?

He Mu had a question mark on his face.

"Have you been possessed by the 'shameless star' again?"

Mu Qingran changed the subject: "After the seminar, I'll pick you up at the OP Building."

OP Building is the office building of Opeach Mobile, not far from the venue of the seminar.

Her meeting will be open for a day, but we can have lunch together.

"Why?" He Mu thought for a while, and it seemed that he didn't make an appointment with Mu Qingran to meet other clients.

"I treated you to lunch, but you haven't invited me back yet." Mu Qingran said.

He Mu rolled his eyes: "Why did you become a hairless iron rooster, can you give me back that fairy sister?"

When Mu Qingran heard He Mu's attributive before "sister", her ears burned a little.

Sister Tianxian...

Should I try to get closer?

He Mu really wanted to bite off his tongue, why did he start talking nonsense!

"Cough cough." Mu Qingran cleared his throat, "It's not good for me to be late for the seminar. I have to take a step ahead after breakfast. Eat slowly, don't worry."

His tone was much gentler than before, just looking at this scene, he looked a bit like a fairy.

He Mu hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but said: "Don't do this, I'm quite scared."

"What are you afraid of?" Mu Qingran was puzzled.

"On WeChat, a person who usually doesn't care about you suddenly says something dear to you, what do you think it will be?" He Mu suddenly asked a question.

Mu Qingran frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"It's not that you want to borrow money from me, or you want to change your career to a wechat business, and you want to trick me into buying things." He Mu replied by himself.

"Are you saying that I look like a wechat merchant trying to trick you into buying something?" Mu Qingran asked.

"You're so smart, you little brain!" He Mu didn't hesitate to "praise".

Mu Qingran didn't think such a compliment was very gratifying.

But it's not as alienated and indifferent as it was a few days ago.

Things seem to be heading in the right direction.

It's just that I saw the milky white soy milk residue on the opposite lip...

Mu Qingran's throat rolled slightly.

Still want to go further.

He Mu drank the last sip of soy milk in the bowl, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, feeling satisfied.

Sure enough, Chinese breakfast is the best in the world.

Can't watch it anymore.

Mu Qingran's eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her head, took a deep breath, and finished eating quickly.

Wipe your mouth, get up, get dressed, and go out, all in one go, swiftly and resolutely.

He Mu opened his mouth when he heard the sudden closing of the door.

Ordinary roommates, who just sat together for breakfast, should say hello when they go out!

Excessive!

After the meeting.

The other employees took a taxi back to the company as before.

He Mu stayed for a few more words, and after the end, Ran Mingjun took the elevator downstairs with her.

"Where is Mr. He going? I can see you off." Ran Mingjun asked.

She's going to the factory, but there's no rush.

"Thank you Mr. Ran, don't bother." He Mu declined.

The two walked out of the glass door of the building together.

Ran Mingjun said: "Hasn't He always had a good rest? No matter how busy you are, you have to take care of yourself."

"Could it be that the dark circles under the eyes were discovered by Mr. Ran? I think it's well covered." He Mu replied jokingly, she knew that the other party's question was originally polite.

At this time, a white hair flew from nowhere and landed on He Mu's shoulder, probably from someone's down jacket.

Ran Mingjun reached out to pick up the fluff, shook it in front of He Mu's eyes, and blew it off with a smile.

Mu Qingran got out of the car, her eyes ached from the scene.

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