Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo took a sip of the water on the table, Xuxu followed behind the crowd.

Zhao Qiran chased after him in three or two steps, his face was a little ugly: "Why didn't you increase the price?"

Xie Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "I said it all, the price without delay, you didn't understand?"

Zhao Qiran was at a loss for words, he understood, but he didn't understand!

"Don't you want to subdue him?" He gritted his teeth: "Well, how do you subdue him?"

This Xie Zhuo pissed him off.

"I persuaded him also on the bed," Xie Zhuo rolled his eyes: "What's the trouble in the business field? Let your Zhao family take advantage?"

Zhao Qiran: "..."

NMD.

Why haven't you been so sober before?

A dinner can be said to be a joy for both the host and the guest.

By the time everyone left Zhao's house, they could no longer see the tension of waiting on the auction table, as if it was just a trivial matter.

"Mr. Xie." The driver Shi Yan opened the car door for him, and he stood in front of the dark car, staring at Xie Zhuo in the distance with his deep eyes: "Want to talk?"

Xie Zhuo paused when he got into the car, and put his hand on the door: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Talk about this land." Shi Yan's cold voice came from far away in the night, causing the eyes of everyone who hadn't left to gather in an instant.

"Yes." Under the gaze of everyone, Xie Zhuo slammed the car door: "Let's talk."

The distance between the two was not far, but during the few steps Xie Zhuo took, everyone felt as if they were suffocated.

"Mr. Shi, the tie is crooked." Xie Zhuo stood still in front of Shi Yan, and raised his hand to straighten his tie, which was not at all wrong.

The corners of Zhao Qiran's eyes twitched when he saw this almost provocative action, these two people must not fight in his house!

"Thank you." Shi Yan nodded lightly, imitating the driver's appearance, and put his hand on Xie Zhuo's head: "Mr. Xie, please."

When both of them got into the car, Zhao Qiran and Father Zhao breathed a sigh of relief at the same time: "It's okay, it's okay."

Finally, if they didn't fight with them, if they fight again later, it's none of their business.

"Dad, it's my fault." After everyone left, Zhao Qiran immediately admitted his mistake.

If he hadn't invited Xie Zhuo, that shit-stirring stick, tonight would definitely not have ended like this.

This bastard first ruined his good business with Shi Yan, and then caused him to lose money, Zhao Qiran was so angry that his hands were itchy.

Want to hit someone.

"It's not your fault." Father Zhao rubbed the center of his brows, a little helpless: "Who would have thought that those two people didn't fight?"

"Why not fight?" In the car, Shi Yan asked Xie Zhuo the same question.

Xie Zhuo leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and cast a wink at Shi Yan in a non-serious way: "I feel sorry for Mr. Shi, is there anything wrong with not wanting to argue with you?"

"Really?" Shi Yan's expression didn't fluctuate at all, he just said lightly: "I didn't see it."

"How do you want to see it?" Xie Zhuo turned sideways suddenly, and the seat belt stuck to the last position, shackling him to the car seat.

Shi Yan put his hand on his chin, looked at Xie Zhuo lightly, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "What do you think?"

It was that momentary touch again, Xie Zhuo felt that his eyes should be red at this moment.

hold back.

There was something wrong with Time Delay from the moment he appeared today. He looked indifferent and distant, but his every move carried a faint temptation.

Xie Zhuo felt that he was catching him, using his preferences to catch him.