This Damned Sweetness

When Xu Qiao heard the name, her scalp was numb as if being pulled by someone. The tingling sensation that had just subsided came back again, and she couldn't help taking a breath.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Lang's tone was contaminated with a slight nervousness.

"Don't mention that drunkard to me, my scalp hurts!" Xu Qiao replied bitterly.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, wondering if it was because he was always in a debt position on this matter. When he spoke again, Cheng Lang lost some of the high yin and yang strangeness and gave a soft "Oh".

"Didn't the accidents have been dealt with? What else to talk about?" When the incident was mentioned, the little flame in Xu Qiao's heart jumped again.

"It's over with the police, but it's not over with me. Your brother is a little lighter."

Xu Qiao raised her eyebrows happily.

Although Cheng Lang's extremely responsible attitude towards women made her very suspicious, he was a giant central air conditioner in the relationship between men and women, but now the air conditioning wind is blowing on him, I have to say that he is still so refreshing.

Thinking about it this way, Zhu Li's conjecture may be correct.

Counting it down, from running away after teasing, to verbalizing at her, to angering Li Nianda who was drunk, Cheng Lang was sorry for her too much. It is estimated that it was discovered by conscience that she slapped the Zhao family for her.

The compensation was pretty pretty, barely enough to relieve her anger.

So she also gave a soft "Oh", but after "Oh", she seemed to feel that she was too docile and too good to coax, and she said with the kind of thorny edge that she would hum his forcefully in the next second: "All right, Then you come to the hotel to find me."

In the office, after Cheng Lang hung up the phone, he saw the touch of "old father" on the opposite side of Gao Rui.

Facing the questioning glances from Cheng Lang, Gao Rui waved his hand haha: "It's okay, it's just that you are smiling."-So he felt that he hadn't spent the whole night in vain.

"..." Cheng Lang's expression was slightly restrained, "Why don't you laugh on a day worth celebrating?"

Gao Ruixin said that he didn't emphasize who he opened his eyes and eyebrows for. How could he avoid suspicion? But on second thought, today is indeed a happy day for Cheng Lang.

If you want to talk about the grievances between the parents' room and the second room in detail, the visits between Zhao Baoxing and Xu Qiao are really pediatrics.

Back then, because of the malicious competition provoked by the second room, the entire Cheng family and even Lan Chen faltered for a long time. As a loser, Cheng Lang's family claimed to accompany their father to recuperate and moved to the UK to set up a new door. In fact, half of them fled and half of them retreated.

After the long house retired, the momentum of the second house in the country is booming. Until three years ago, Cheng Lang’s second uncle fought back and forth at Guimenguan due to overworked heart disease. After that, although he was still the nominal vice chairman, he had to retreat behind the scenes and hand over the actual operating rights of the group. In the hands of his son Cheng Jun.

It's just that Cheng Jun was too young and energetic, and tried to make a big career plan when he first took office. Considering that department stores and real estate are already sunset industries, and they have reached the peak of prosperity in the hands of his father, he can no longer be used for him. Therefore, he changed his sights to the thriving cultural market and planned the dream in one hand. Island theme park project.

In fact, Cheng Jun's thoughts were good, but unfortunately he was too high-handed and low-handed, and the two eyes in the pot were shining brightly without taking care of the bowl. According to his method of demolishing the east wall to build the west wall, Lan Chen will suffer severe damage within five years.

Although Mrs. Cheng, who is far away in London, doesn't care much anymore, after all, he still sits as the chairman of the board, so naturally he can't stand by. It just so happened that Cheng Lang had a unique eye for business and was in line with the old man's ideas, so the grandfather and grandson hit it off, and this is where Cheng Lang airborne Lan Chen as a vice president.

However, if, as the outside rumors say, this incident is understood as the shame of Cheng’s parents after years of courage. It’s not a bad idea-it took less than a month to kill the cousin’s two-year dream project. , No one in the group was shocked by Cheng Lang's brutal methods.

If it weren't for the sound insulation of the office on the 62nd floor, Gao Rui felt that standing here at the moment, he could probably hear people screaming and jumping frantically on every floor.

Gao Rui smiled and said, "It is indeed gratifying. Are you not going to the Xifu Club tonight? Mr. Shen and Mr. Jiang should prepare a celebration banquet for you."

Commercial competition is not Lei Feng's act of doing good things without leaving a name. Now that we have done something, we must initiate enough public opinion to expand the influence of the incident to build momentum. So as soon as the Lanchen meeting ended, Cheng Lang asked people to spread the news of today's seminar.

Just now, Shen Dang and Jiang Fang called congratulations and invited him to speak tonight, but he hasn't responded yet.

Cheng Lang glanced at the lively canary by the window as if intentionally or unintentionally, and shook his head: "Trouble, Jiang Fang, that kid is going to send a woman over again."

Gao Rui nodded, thinking so. Shen Dang and Cheng Lang went to the university in London. They knew his hidden illness from the beginning, but Jiang Fang didn't understand the situation.

Cheng Lang is a good face, and on the other hand, Jiang Fang has no doorknob at his mouth, and he has not been willing to say that he has to be tortured when he gets to the kind of place full of fragrant temples.

Cheng Lang glanced at his watch: "We will leave for Odelaide in a quarter of an hour and prepare for the car."

Gao Rui nodded and responded, before he left, his heart moved—then Audleydon also has women?

But if you ask this out, you will definitely get Cheng Lang's answer: "Is a woman's threatening power comparable to a group of women", or "Isn't this Li Nianda's problem is not completely resolved and I have to go?", so he decided Without disturbing the party, silently knocked down this sweet candy.

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In room 2108 in Audleyden, Xu Qiao is applying a brush to blush in front of the makeup mirror.

To be honest, that stinky man is really not worth her time and effort to put on a beautiful makeup, and she is also very unwilling to be mistaken for him to think about him physically.

But the recent fate has been too bleak, and the un-faced state is almost like a dish. After rounding up, Cheng Lang can count her as half... Oh, maybe less than half, and one third as "ex-boyfriend".

How can a woman lose a share in front of her ex-boyfriend? Not even one-third!

She had to let him see with her own eyes, she rejected a peerless little cutie who was as beautiful as a fairy!

Xu Qiao put down the blush brush resentfully, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, pinched a finger, got up and put on high heels to go out-staying in the hotel and putting on makeup, the motive was too obvious, she had to pretend to have just returned from the outside .

Xu Qiaofeng went downstairs violently and wandered around the hotel, pinching time around to the main entrance.

Probably business elites have the habit of punctuality, and Zeppelin just arrived at the punctuality "an hour later" and stopped under the porch.

Xu Qiao deliberately turned a blind eye, and leisurely walked towards the lobby with her handbag until Gao Rui called out "Miss Xu".

She stopped and looked at him and Cheng Lang with a calm expression of "Oh, you are here".

Cheng Lang buttoned his suit buttons and stepped forward. He caught a glimpse of Gao Rui's motionlessness and glanced back at him.

Gao Rui clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "Mr. Cheng, if there is nothing wrong, I won't go up. I didn't sleep for a minute last night. Can you let me get some sleep in the car?"

Cheng Lang's eyes sank: You dare.

Gao Rui's eyebrows drooped: I don't need me to **** you, Miss Xu won't eat you again, the last time I hugged you was completely an accident!

Cheng Lang's expression turned cold: Then come over to me as the door god.

Gao Rui kept up.

Xu Qiao stared at the two big men with eyebrows for a long time. The originally planned line was forgotten. When Cheng Lang walked up to her and asked her where she was coming from, she froze before blurting out an illogical answer. : "Ah, shopping."

Cheng Lang really looked at her empty hands, revealing a little distrust in her eyes.

"The clothes of the season are so ugly, I haven't liked anything after shopping for a long time!" She was guilty, pretending to be angry on her face, and turned to the elevator.

As a result, when she passed the front desk, a lady at the front desk noticed her and asked with a smile, "Did Miss Xu come back so soon? Did you leave something? From now on you..."

The lady at the front desk hadn't finished expressing the kindness of "you can call the hotel to send it to you in the future." Xu Qiao stared back.

Cheng Lang paused and looked down at her: "Wandering for a long time?"

Xu Qiao bit her back molar biting bitterly: "Yes, you haven't learned imaginary numbers, and you don't know how to live like years?"

Cheng Lang looked at the delicate makeup on her face for a moment, nodded, keeping her demeanor untouched.

Xu Qiao led him upstairs with the grievances of being unfavorable from the teacher. He always felt that the man was suspiciously accusing her of seduce, so after entering the door, Cheng Lang didn't have to behave and pointed to the door: "Open the door."

Gao Rui immediately followed suit and stood at the door shouldering the responsibilities of the NPC.

Xu Qiao threw the phone in the hallway, kicked off her high heels, walked to the seat of the sofa in the living room and sat down. Seeing Cheng Lang standing still, she glanced at him: "Why? ?"

After speaking, I remembered that he was a gentleman who was polite-at least on the surface, he probably wouldn't be able to sit without the word "please". He raised his chin in disgust, "Sit down, please."

Cheng Lang sat down on the sofa on her left and said straightforwardly: "Although the accident has been satisfactorily resolved, I think the compensation that should be provided cannot be less than you. I came to ask, how do you want to deal with..."

He said this for a while, remembering that she didn't like hearing the name "Li Nianda", and said instead: "The person who makes you unhappy."

The Chinese culture is extensive and profound. After such a change, the original business affairs immediately become ambiguous. And Cheng Lang didn't know if he was talking too much at the company today, his voice was a little dumb, and when the ending sound fell, he still had the taste of "the domineering president fell in love with you, murder and arson are up to you".

With these words, even his light brown pupils were in a trance, as if they were filled with genuine affection.

Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, the original willful sitting posture slightly converged, a pair of feet shrank back, and her mouth pondered: "I know that you are so capable and can make him have a bad life for the rest of his life, but this is also good for me. It's no good."

Li Nianda is different from Zhao Baoxing.

Seeing Zhao Baoxing's own evil results will give her spiritual comfort. But Li Nianda and her are not relatives, not so much that she is mad at the drunk himself, it is better to be mistaken for Cheng Lang's girlfriend.

A woman who can handle it clearly is always appreciated.

Cheng Lang's expression became looser, and he nodded: "Then do what is good for you."

"For example, let him give me more..." Xu Qiao blinked and threw out a very spiritual "wink", rubbing her thumb and index finger, and making a heart-warming gesture.

"..."

Seeing him suffocated, Xu Qiao said with a stern look: "Have you ever heard of losing money and eliminating disasters? You see, if he doesn't give me money, you will make him want to die. If you give me money, he won't have to suffer. Yeah."

For the first time, Cheng Lang heard people explain "ripping off" so fresh and refined.

Of course, if money can make her happy, it would be easier to handle.

He said, "Yes, how much do you need?"

Xu Qiao pointed to the scalp: "How much can I pay for my injury according to the law?"

Cheng Lang couldn't bear to say vaguely: "Maybe not much."-I don't know if it will be enough for a full meal of a country bun.

"Will I sit on the floor and raise the price a bit too much?"

"No, you just ask."

The only thing Xu Qiao needs now is money, but it's not easy for the lion to open his mouth, and it seems that Xu's family is in ruins, looking at the ceiling embarrassingly.

Fortunately, Cheng Lang said in a considerate and timely way: "Or I look at the claim, then if you feel that it is not enough, you can add more."

According to Cheng Lang's concept of money, I am afraid that there will be more and no less. Xu Qiao's face is "whatever", and she is already smiling in her heart: "Okay, let's do it."

"Then I will go back first."

"Wait." Xu Qiao called to him when he got up, tentatively said, "I heard someone say...You offended the Zhao family today?"

He nodded: "Yes."

This firm "yes" seems to be full of "yes, I am just for you".

Thinking of him as if Lei Feng did not take the initiative to ask her for credit, Xu Qiao spent three seconds persuading his delicate hand and decided to give him a little humanitarian care: "You have a dumb voice. You beat people for this matter. How long will I be able to talk about it, let me pour you a glass of water."

Cheng Lang was about to say that he didn't need to talk about it, but saw that she had run to the kitchen with broken steps and had to sit back.

Xu Qiao filled the kettle with water and plugged in, then turned her head back to check the time on the phone on the bright hallway.

As a result, I saw the WeChat message sent by Zhu Li half an hour ago: "No wonder you are not excited at all. It turns out that he is really not mad at the crown."

Xu Qiao was taken aback and picked up the phone to reply: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Li: "It has been spread all over the circle that Cheng Lang took the Zhao family's operation and used the topic at the project seminar this afternoon to expose his cousin's old bottom. It was blasted! Oh, think about it, this How can a man who is engaged in a business love his brain?"

"..."

Xu Qiao looked at the boiling kettle in front of him, and began to think whether the water could pour.