President, talk to you

Zhao Qian hurriedly followed, and Gao Fang who was beside him grabbed him and took out a camera from his bag.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's quite well prepared."

Gao Fang chuckled: "That's right."

The two followed behind and hid in the corner of the roadside.

The woman in the hotel was opening a room with a man, and she couldn't help but start kissing in the lobby, and even moved her hands and feet, without caring about the eyes of others.

High-definition photos were taken with different angles.

"Hey, all right."

He touched his baby happily, and planned to take Zhao Qian away.

It's just that he found that Zhao Qian's complexion was not very good-looking. Knowing that he was worried that Zhao Xun would be cheated, he couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't think about it, I haven't seen Brother Zhao suffer from anyone's hands yet."

Zhao Qian glanced at him, and couldn't help but curse in his heart. Of course, no one can make more money than his brother, but emotionally, his brother is just like a blank sheet of paper.

"Okay, remember to develop the photos for me then."

After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he left, and Gao Fang was so angry that he jumped behind him.

"Fuck, I checked the people, I found the place, I took the photos, and now I even need to edit the photos!"

Regardless of his cursing behind him, Zhao Qian had already disappeared.

……

An unexpected visitor came to the company today, and the atmosphere in the office was a little stiff.

Zhao Xun looked at the man on the sofa coldly, and the other party looked at him with a half-smile, and said in a faint tone, "Mr. Zhao is a good drinker, but I was lying in the hospital for three days."

It's a bit embarrassing to say.

Originally, he wanted to get the other party drunk, but in the end he was drunk and sent to the hospital.

"polite."

Zhao Xun's appearance didn't look polite at all.

"I heard that Mr. Zhao's project has already started preparations."

He still remembers signing a document in a daze that day.

"Ah."

Zhao Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The man was agitated by Zhao Xun's lukewarm response, but looking at his indifferent and alienated face, the fire in his heart turned into another kind of fire.

He didn't come here for trouble because of the project, but he just lay down in the hospital for a few days, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

"That's a good relationship. Since you're all here today, why don't you have a few more drinks later, and treat it as a celebration for Mr. Zhao's project."

Zhao Sacrifice replied indifferently: "Busy."

The man gritted his teeth: "I thought Mr. Zhao had a lot of talents, so Mr. Zhao would not have to handle everything."

"As for."

The man suppressed the anger in his heart, pulled out a stiff smile and asked, "Then when will Mr. Zhao be free?"

"get off work."

"When will Mr. Zhao leave work?"

Zhao Xun looked at his watch seriously: "Ten o'clock."

Usually nine o'clock, ten o'clock today.

Liu Chengan who was standing aside couldn't help but smiled, looking at Zhao Sacrifice's innocent face, the tips of his ears were blushing quietly.

"There should be an exception today, if Mr. Zhao doesn't want to spend the night outside."

The man's words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Everyone knows that Zhao Xun never stays outside, no matter how big the business is, he will weigh whether it is worth his sacrifice for such a long time.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhai frowned and thought about it.

"Eight o'clock."

can not be less anymore.

"Six o'clock."

Zhao Zhai glanced at the other party expressionlessly, and simply replied: "No time."

The man was almost unable to maintain his expression. He didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, eight o'clock."

After speaking, he stood up.

"I'll ask the driver to pick it up later, I hope Mr. Zhao can give me this face and don't refuse."

The man strode out.

Zhao Zhai's eyes darkened slightly, he lowered his head and began to deal with official duties.

Annoyance, lost an hour of work time.

Liu Chengan looked down at Zhao Xun, and suddenly said: "I heard that Zheng Shao is also a famous person."

Zhao Ji paused at the tip of his pen.

Of course it is famous, the Zheng family is not completely engaged in business, but also involved in other aspects, no one can compare in terms of social status alone, and Zheng Cong, as the eldest son of the Zheng family, was pampered and grew up and developed a lawless personality. Temperament, almost what stimulates what to play.

It was even said that the young masters of several families had crawled over his bed.

Zhao Xun didn't answer, but Liu Cheng'an continued: "As Mr. Zhao's assistant, if Mr. Zhao has any social gatherings outside, I should go with him."

"of course."

He answered very simply.

His assistant naturally wanted to go with him.

Liu Chengan didn't say anything anymore, and bent his lower lip very lightly.

……

Zhao Yi stepped on the computer at the last second of eight o'clock, and at the same time, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Mr. Zhao, the car is already waiting downstairs."

He walked out expressionlessly, and glanced at the little driver who dared not look up at him.

Originally thought that Zheng Cong would book in a place like No. [-] Street, but he didn't expect the car to drive into a community.

No matter how dull Zhao Xun was, he understood that the wine might not be so good, not to mention that he was always sober when he was serious.

The person who brought him in rang the doorbell, and the door opened from the inside. Zheng Cong, who was wearing a bathrobe, was covered in moisture. He was smiling, but he froze when he saw Liu Chengan.

"It's a good thing that Mr. Zhao puts work first all the time. Even when he goes out to drink, he has to take his assistant with him. It's just that today he only talks about private affairs and not business affairs. Mr. Zhao is a bit too disappointing."

Only talk about private affairs and not official business?

Zhao Xun raised his eyelids, turned around and left without saying a word.

Zheng Cong was stunned for a moment, and quickly came over anyway: "Mr. Zhao just walks away as soon as he said it, it's too embarrassing for me!"

Zhao Xun kept walking, his indifferent face didn't move at all.

"Alright, alright, since you are here, I can also make it easier for future cooperation!"

Zheng Cong almost gritted his teeth.

He had never met such a recalcitrant person as Zhao Sacrifice.

But it's this look of not being able to get it that makes him itchy the most.

Zhao Xun paused, turned around and walked back.

Liu Chengan followed behind him, almost unable to hold back the smile on his lips.

He also thought that Zhao Xun didn't quite understand the other party's dirty mind, but now it seems that he not only understands it very well, but also handles it well.

……

No matter what, at least he got someone in, even though the other party had an assistant and looked businesslike.

But Zheng Cong knew in his heart that this was not easy.

After all, the other party was Zhao Sacrifice.

He took two deep breaths, resumed his relaxed posture, and took out a bottle of red wine from his collection.

The last time he was drunk and taken to the hospital, he deeply realized that he was blocked to death on the road of getting drunk.

So I plan to move it with emotion and reason, and impress the other party with the sense of atmosphere.

I have to say that Zheng Cong was still a little distracted.

The bright but not too dazzling lights in the room, the small transparent glass table, and even the flowers on the table can be seen to have changed to the brightest one.

However, all this did not stir up any fluctuations in Zhao Xun's eyes.

"This bottle of wine was sent back by a friend of mine who lives abroad. He owns a winery and likes to study these things the most. He gave me a bottle. Mr. Zhao has a fresh taste."

The dark red liquid slid into the glass like satin.

Zhao Sacrifice is usually low-key, but his taste is not bad at all.

Zheng Cong said so, but the look of complacency was obvious. Zhao Xun only took a sip, and he knew that this wine could not be bought at a high price.

So, he handed another cup on the table to the young man, and let him sit beside him.

Looking back, Zheng Cong saw that his place was replaced by another young man who was still drinking the wine that should have been his, and smiled and said to Zhao Xun, "Mr. Zhao, this wine is very good."

Then he saw that the person who was always as cold as ice softened his expression, and nodded slightly.

Zheng Cong felt that his patience with Zhao Xun was being challenged every moment.

But thinking about finally getting the other party in, he couldn't be too stingy.

So, he took another cup, moved a chair himself, and squeezed between Zhao Xun and the young man.

The young man stood up politely and gave him his seat.

"Young Master Zheng, please sit down."

The resentment in Zheng Cong's heart dissipated a little, and he felt that the young man was not bad.

He sat in the young man's seat, which is now opposite to Zhao Xun, and then the young man sat on the chair he moved, which is next to Zhao Xun.

Zheng Cong froze for a moment, he felt something was wrong.

Let him think about it in this weird atmosphere, Zhao Xun and Liu Cheng'an have already tasted the wine.

Zhao Xun never liked wasting time. He said he was drinking, and he drank the wine. He took out a document.

Only then did Zheng Cong come to his senses, and his mind cleared up a lot.

"Mr. Zhao is too impatient."

He didn't even look at it, but put his eyes on Zhao Xun's face.

The cool-toned light was turned on, giving Zhao Xun's fair face an ethereal atmosphere, making his cold face restrained and hazy.

When he opened his mouth to speak, there was a bit of heart-wrenching truth.

"Very busy."

This is really like pouring Zheng Cong completely with a basin of cold water.

He lost his patience, stared at Zhao Xun and asked, "Don't Mr. Zhao know why I invited you over?"

Zhao Xun gave him a lukewarm look, but didn't speak.

He patted the table, leaned over his upper body, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to develop a lover relationship with Mr. Zhao, and I hope Mr. Zhao can sleep with me."

Liu Chengan's pupils shrunk slightly, he glanced at Zheng Cong from the corner of his eye, and a very shallow sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for Zhao's big company behind Zhao's back, Zheng Cong would never have used such a gentle method.

Ordinary people, if you give them some benefits, money or power, they can be abducted into bed even if they are really difficult to drink a glass of wine.

But Zhao Xun is not short of anything, and he can't fight for a drink, otherwise he wouldn't waste all this time.

But when he said it, he felt at ease. He didn't want to be a gentleman at all, and stared at Zhao Xun's face, Zhao Xun's neck, and Zhao Xai's neckline with burning eyes.

"Young Master Zheng."

This was the first time that Zhao Xun called each other seriously, the cold tone was like a bell ringing, a bit heavy but clear.

Zheng Cong's eyes became hotter.

"signature."

Zhao Xun pushed the document to the other party, his calm eyes did not fluctuate at all.

He only talks about business and not personal.

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I turned off the one-click thank you Bawang ticket, it's too noisy