Chapter 67, Hidden Rules Dinner In a secluded corner of the lobby of the Bay Hotel, Qian Puyi and Fu Jingjing were behind a rockery and flowing water. The green green trees blocked the prying eyes of outsiders, and the sound of gurgling water obscured the prosperity outside.

And noisy.┗26nbsp;23┛

Here, it was so quiet that it gave people an illusion. Fu Jingjing did not dare but guessed the real purpose of Qian Puyi coming to the hotel to deliver documents on behalf of Lily. Holding the document in her hand, she looked down at the toes of her shoes and remained silent...

Qian Puyi glanced at her thoughtfully and said in a soft voice, "Did you cry just now?"

A hint of guilt flashed across the corner of Fu Jingjing's eyes, "No, you saw it wrong."

After she finished speaking, she knew that this excuse was untenable. God knows, what happened to her? This was not the first time that her boss had hinted that she had to unspoken rules for customers. Why did it come out of Cheng Jiahao's mouth that it was so special?

Is it easy to make her cry?

The moment Qian Puyi came in to look for her, she really heard the fragility in her heart. Although she had quickly turned her face away, Qian Puyi probably still saw her wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

Bar?

"Jingjing," Qian Puyi reached out to take her hand, his fingertips touched her slightly cold ones, and he rubbed it gently, "I've heard all about it, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you.

,Believe me?"

Fu Jingjing looked up at him in surprise, only to see his dark eyes filled with tenderness and affection. Her fingertips jumped and she threw his hand away, "You must have heard wrong. What can happen to me?"

"Jingjing!" was Qian Puyi's forbearing voice, with a hint of his usual severity.

Fu Jingjing, who was familiar with this fact, felt a little sore in her eyes inexplicably. She sniffed, turned around, brushed her bangs from her forehead, and said coldly in response to colleagues' greetings, "I'm very busy, you can leave first.

See you."

The moment her toes slipped away, her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and her body was uncontrollably pushed back by him. After spinning her toes on the ground twice, she fell into a long-lost place.

In her arms, she heard the beating of a familiar heart, and above her head, there was a sullenness that was rare in her memory.

"Jingjing, how long do you think you can still be brave? Be obedient and I will make arrangements. Just follow me. Do you understand?"

Fu Jingjing's tears flowed down freely this time. She didn't speak, but she didn't refuse his hand to press her face to his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure walking away silently, and a faint and meager smile appeared on the corner of Qian Puyi's mouth...

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But Zhao Jiu did not. Qian Puyi told Cheng Jiahao that he was also one of the persons in charge of "Summer Love", so he applied to participate in this revision meeting.

Cheng Jiahao's thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes glanced at Fu Jingjing behind him, who was clearly avoiding his sight. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just said softly, "Hmm."

In the small conference room in the hotel, in the middle of the dark red carpet is a square high-end conference table with six chairs on both sides of the table. Mr. Zhao and Manager Fang, representatives of Party A Dongyu Company, sit

On the right side of the table, Cheng Jiahao and Qian Puyi, representatives of Party B’s Dingyi Company, sit opposite each other.

As the planner, Fu Jingjing sat at the seat closest to the projector, waiting for the leader's instructions to preside over the meeting.

Fu Jingjing heard from Manager Fang at the golf course that Mr. Zhao made an exception and signed a contract with Dingyi Company, which always has a luxurious style, because of his acquaintance with Qian Puyi.

However, Fu Jingjing discovered during the meeting that when Mr. Zhao saw Qian Puyi, he did not show any special familiarity. He only nodded politely, but turned his face sideways, as if jokingly talking to Cheng Jiahao.

smile and say,

"Xiao Cheng, you are so meticulous in your work. How long will it take to prepare for today's meeting? Don't break my old bones. I will never work overtime. How can I compete with young people like you?"

"

Cheng Jiahao only twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "Of course you can't ask Uncle Zhao to work overtime."

How could she miss such a good opportunity to compliment her client? Fu Jingjing glanced at Cheng Jiahao from a distance, and her eyes met his gaze on her. Her face turned red, she pretended that her throat was uncomfortable, she turned away and coughed lightly.

.

Cheng Jiahao quickly averted his gaze and asked Mr. Zhao in a questioning tone, "Uncle Zhao, do we want to start?"

Mr. Zhao responded cheerfully, "Okay, let's get started."

So, Fu Jingjing opened the notebook that Qian Puyi brought to her, opened the materials for the meeting, and explained the pros and cons of her two plans in detail. Cheng Jiahao and Qian Puyi sat next to each other, not saying anything.

Have more conversations.

Mr. Zhao and Manager Fang exchanged words with each other from time to time. Questions and concerns were also raised through Manager Fang's mouth. They must have been asked under Mr. Zhao's instructions. Fu Jingjing gave her own answers very objectively.

The meeting lasted until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Zhao seemed to feel good about Fu Jingjing's revised plan, but he did not give his approval on the spot. He just asked Fu Jingjing with interest,

"Xiao Fu, you are quite looking forward to the combination of the two plans. The freshness is reflected in the retro gorgeous palace. It really makes me feel that a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is facing her own beauty.

And when faced with the dazzling love, that feeling of being confused but moving forward firmly with hope, well, your courage is commendable, Xiao Fu, is this also your view of love?"

Fu Jingjing didn't expect that Mr. Zhao would ask about her personal feelings. She was confused for a moment and intuitively looked in the direction of Cheng Jiahao——

Qian Puyi's eyes suddenly darkened, and he greeted Mr. Zhao warmly, "Mr. Zhao, Manager Fang, are you all tired after having such a long meeting? I know there is a very good restaurant nearby, and I have already ordered you at noon.

The secretary has made a reservation, so why don’t you all show your respect?"

From the company's standpoint, Cheng Jiahao had no choice but to echo, "Uncle Zhao, please!"

The group of five people then moved to the Grand Jiangnan Hotel...

Dajiangnan is a local Tujia cuisine restaurant with local characteristics. For big customers like Mr. Zhao who are accustomed to eating abalone and sea cucumber, this authentic Tujia cuisine is a good choice.

Fu Jingjing could tell that Qian Puyi must have had a detailed understanding of Mr. Zhao's taste before this.

At the wine table, Mr. Zhao's attitude towards Qian Puyi was clearly more friendly than in the conference room, and he would chat with him for a word or two from time to time.

Qian Puyi had seen many entertainment scenes, and within a few moments, he got drunk with Manager Fang. The two of them were noisy, which actually made the atmosphere in the banquet lively.

Mr. Zhao smiled and said to Cheng Jiahao, "Xiao Cheng, you are a very capable subordinate. Don't just try to drink us down and just agree to something you shouldn't do in a daze, right?"

When Qian Puyi heard this, before Cheng Jiahao could express his position, he immediately stood up, picked up the tea cup in front of Mr. Zhao, handed it to him, and said, "Mr. Zhao, this is easy to say, you can use tea instead of wine, and I will drink it.

Just don’t dislike it!”

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp. In just a blink of an eye, he turned the glass down with his backhand, and there was not a drop left in it!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao put down his tea cup and picked up his own wine glass, "That's so embarrassing, you don't have anything like this on the wine table."

He raised his head and drank it in one mouthful.

Everyone laughed and applauded, "Mr. Zhao has a good drinker..."

Qian Puyi filled another glass for him, but Mr. Zhao turned to look at Fu Jingjing, "Xiao Fu, you have worked hard today, let me toast you too!".

Fu Jingjing fainted when she heard this. She was almost a model student who did not drink anything. She could barely survive after drinking one or two glasses of red wine, but what they drank was 55-degree Japanese sake. She didn't even need a glass, I'm afraid she would...

collapsed!

She blushed anxiously and said nonchalantly that she didn't know how to drink. Manager Fang came over to persuade her to drink, "Miss Fu, are you trying not to give our Mr. Zhao face? After all, Mr. Zhao refused today.

I’ve been on a one-day trip and came here specifically to listen to your plan. Why can’t you have a drink with Mr. Zhao?”

Manager Fang was probably a little drunk, and when he finished speaking, he actually felt a little choked. Qian Puyi winked at Fu Jingjing, and reassured Mr. Zhao, saying,

"Mr. Zhao, look, what Manager Fang said is meaningless! Our Director Fu is just not good at drinking. However, because it was Mr. Zhao who condescended to drink today, she must have drank the glass! Don't be unhappy...

"

As soon as she said this, everyone at the table looked at her.

Fu Jingjing also knew that she couldn't justify not drinking this glass, but she really didn't know how to drink. She held the wine glass hesitantly and looked at it again and again, but she didn't have the courage to drink it. Manager Fang yelled again,

"What a disappointment."

Fu Jingjing closed her eyes and raised her glass——

His hand was suddenly empty. Cheng Jiahao turned around and said humbly to Mr. Zhao, "I'll drink this glass of wine. Does Uncle Zhao have any objection?"

I touched Mr. Zhao's cup and drank it all in one sip.

Everyone was stunned at this time. They did not expect that Cheng Jiahao would blatantly favor his subordinates. They all looked at Fu Jingjing in surprise and then at Cheng Jiahao, speculating on the relationship between the two.

Manager Fang blushed in embarrassment at the loss of words, "This, this, this -"

Mr. Zhao was still calm and soon returned to his normal expression, "Of course, of course."...

Whether it was to cover up his gaffe or because of something else, Cheng Jiahao put down his cup and said, "Excuse me."

Fu Jingjing felt a little uneasy when she saw that he hadn't come back after being out for a long time, so she found an excuse to go find him.

As soon as he stepped out of the private room door, he was pulled into a corner!

On the top of the walls on both sides of the corridor, red lanterns of Wuliangye wine hung all the way. She saw Cheng Jiahao's deep black eyes, under the red light, unexpectedly blurred and unbridled——

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