flying planet

Ye Xiwu actually didn't want to be like a middle-aged and elderly lonely man who had nothing to say and talked to Jian Xing non-stop, but he couldn't control himself, and unconsciously talked more when facing the other party, sometimes thinking about it Liking and caring may be such a simple thing. You can't hide your smile, your words, your eyes or your heart.

If you don't know Jian Xing too well, according to the other party's many practices and attitudes, it is very easy to misunderstand whoever is there. In college, Ye Xiwu had the illusion for a while that she and the other party were in love with each other. Not to mention the truth, if it wasn't for the circumstances, he didn't rush to confess his feelings, and the follow-up might be more troublesome and embarrassing.

After washing the dishes, Ye Xiwu went up to the second floor, but he was not in a hurry to go back to his room. As soon as he looked up, he saw the ceiling lights near the corridor turned on.

Jian Xinglai was swimming in the swimming pool on the third floor.

The man's body was like a lean fish, gliding across the transparent ceiling on the second floor, the water reflected by the ripples under the light fell onto the wall mottledly, Ye Xiwu had the illusion that a mermaid was playing in the water above her head.

He looked up at Jian Xinglai's abdominal muscles for a while, then scratched his hair in annoyance.

Jian Xing came back from swimming at this time, he seemed to see Ye Xiwu downstairs, plunged into the bottom of the swimming pool, and circled against the glass.

Ye Xiwu waved his hand at him, he showed a polite smirk, and said in a choked voice without moving his lips, "You're so handsome... This is simply a foul..."

The swimming pool on the third floor occupies half of the area, and the edge is connected with the floor-to-ceiling windows. The roof is also designed as a semicircle that opens automatically. Because there is no sense of boundary, people seem to be swimming in the night sky.

Jian Xinglai's stargazing equipment took up the other half of the place, and those high-end refractors looked like museum art exhibits, neatly placed.

Ye Xiwu knew the general price range, so he didn't dare to touch it. He was playing with a Celestron CG1400 when he suddenly heard Jian Xing's voice: "You have to recalibrate."

Ye Xiwu turned back to look at him, Jian Xinglai leaned on the edge of the pool and jumped lightly, he took a towel and draped it over his shoulders, his whole body was dripping with water.

"What do you want to see?" He asked Ye Xiwu while debugging the machine.

Ye Xiwu thought for a while: "Look at the moon."

Jian Xinglai moved quickly, he stepped aside: "Come here."

Ye Xiwu bent down, suddenly the back of her neck felt hot, and Jian Xinglai's palm pressed against it.

"This direction." Jian Xinglai exerted a little force, and Ye Xiwu felt as if the muscles in her neck were being strangled.

Jian Xinglai's hand never retracted: "Did you see it?"

Ye Xiwu felt a little awkward, her ears turned red: "I see."

Jian Xinglai didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and when she stopped, she rubbed the back of Ye Xiwu's neck twice.

"Would you like to swim?" he asked.

Ye Xiwu clutched the back of her neck and muttered, "I didn't bring swimming trunks..."

Jian Xinglai didn't seem to think this was a problem: "You can wear mine."

Ye Xiwu muttered, "Forget it... I've already bought it from Taobao, so I can wait a few days."

Jian Xinglai didn't push any further, he dried himself off and put on a bathrobe.

"Go to the hotel with me tomorrow." Jian Xinglai looked at Ye Xiwu and said, "I mentioned the boarding house project with the board."

The first batch of people who worked in the hotel industry are now mostly chain monopoly bosses, and the strong invasion of foreign capital has occupied most of the domestic high-end hotel market. If they want to survive such fierce competition, they must Living well, Jian Xinglai can be said to be under tremendous pressure.

Xinglai Hotel was originally managed by his father Jian Zhong. Jian Xinglai took the top spot at the age of 30 with some skill. Clearly, but did not interfere from the beginning to the end, allowing Jian Xing to control most of Jian Shi's equity.

"It's hard to be a master." Jian Boxiu said with emotion when drinking tea with her grandson, "Jian Zhongkai is your father anyway, so don't go too far."

Jian Xinglai's face was calm: "It's a good place for me to arrange for him to retire. As long as he doesn't mess around, he can still live a long life."

Jian Boxiu sighed, smiled and shook her head: "You..."

Of course Jian Xinglai knew that his seat was not easy to sit in. Jian Boxiu cared about him so much that he didn't want him to take over too early. Want to control, so foolproof, sit back and relax.

The plan to operate a high-end chain hotel chain is not a day or two, and Jian Xinglai and the board of directors have more and more disagreements. What those stubborn old people think, Jian Xinglai has always been very clear about it, nothing more than being able to improve in the process of the project. It's not that he can't tolerate these thieves, it's just that people's greed is ugly, the more he retreats, the more shameless the other party becomes.

"In terms of engineering, the FA of the United States has confirmed that our initial investment is completely sufficient. How much does the land and housing cost? Do you think I don't know anything?" Jian Xing came up and leaned on the back of the chair. After I got well, I went to shave my head. Although I have a beautiful appearance, there is always a sense of compound oppression with this hairstyle. "You want to make money in it, I won't cut off your money, but you have to know how much you make." , the dog knows to wag its tail after being given food, what do you guys do?"

Many of the people present here are older than him. Naturally, their faces are not much better when they are pointed at their noses and scolded. The CTO can't sit still: "It's not just about land and buildings." He explained, "Marketing and publicity, including the indoor and outdoor decoration design of the big head, we specially invited the top domestic gardening and decoration team, and you have seen the drawings they produced..."

"I saw it." Jian Xinglai's eyes swept over him indifferently. He smiled contemptuously, and said lightly, "The top domestic team? What did they design? Shit?"

CTO: "..."

Jian Xinglai: "I haven't calculated how much money you have lost on this, why don't we calculate it first?"

The CTO wiped his sweat, and said stiffly: "This is really the best we can find, what else do you have to say?"

Jian Xinglai didn't speak, he patted his hands twice, Zhang Weinian had been waiting outside the door, he pushed open the door handle, made a gesture of invitation, Ye Xiwu in formal attire walked in.

He was dragged to a famous barber shop in S City by Jian Xinglai early this morning. Tony, the highest-level guy in the shop, had his hair tied up elegantly, and his bangs were all combed and styled, revealing Ye Xiwu. Full and beautiful forehead.

Jian Xing came to signal him to sit on the right hand side closest to her, and introduced in a steady voice: "Ye Xiwu, Charles Ye, the world's top gardening designer, flower arrangement artist, and plant expert, is Huang Duoduo, the daughter of Huang Sanye. The wedding flower arrangement designed by the lady herself is currently the director representative of the 'Love Flower' studio, and I invited him to be in charge of the project progress of the gardening design of the hotel."

Everyone: "..."

Ye Xiwu pretended to be calm and gave a slightly disdainful smile. In order to show the aura of "everyone here are hot chickens", he even lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

It was probably the first time I saw Jian Xing blowing such a gorgeous rainbow fart, and the other people in the entire meeting room were stunned into silence.

I don't know how long it took, but Jian Xinglai's cell phone rang suddenly. He lowered his head, and Ye Xiwu sent a sentence in the WeChat dialog box that popped up on the screen.

"Are you talking too much? They think it's too expensive, and they're afraid they won't be able to hire me?"

Jane Xinglai: "..."