When I opened my eyes again, it was still gray outside the window, and light raindrops flowed in through the open window, bringing in a humid atmosphere; in this season, Chongqing has this kind of weather almost every day.
Zhu Tong took out his arm from under Mei Lanting and took a look at the CK watch on his wrist. The hands pointed to two o'clock.
Oops, the plane has already taken off, Ye'er is going to be anxious! She knows that Zhu Tong will take the twelve o'clock flight back to Shanghai.
Where is the phone? Zhu Tong jumped out of bed and looked around for the black Samsung phone. Finally, he found this black elf in the shadow under the bed.
Fortunately, Ye'er didn't call, but just sent a few text messages. There was also one from Civil Aviation, informing the passengers of this flight that due to heavy fog, the departure of this flight was postponed. The two missed calls were two
Senior fellow students, they are not very familiar with tricks like sending text messages.
Zhu Tong smiled bitterly and replied to Ye'er's text message. It was all because of money. In this period, in order to save money and pay off debts as soon as possible, Ye'er made a spending plan. The first one was to make as few phone calls as possible and send more text messages; according to Ye'er
It is estimated that the phone bill can be saved at least 500 yuan per month. In the past, although the two of them were both in Shanghai, they often held long conversations on the phone. Because of money, such sweetness was temporarily terminated.
Mei Lanting was still sleeping, her body... Zhu Tong picked up the blanket to cover the temptation. Strangely, he didn't feel as deeply guilty as last time. There was some self-blame, but it wasn't as bad as last time.
strong.
Last night and this morning, the two of them rolled over on this big bed countless times. Mei Lanting was a very good student. He could understand almost every hint of the little liar and accept any difficult movements. The butterfly god was satisfied, and now he is in
He was sleeping peacefully in Yintang Point, his body completely hidden in the black mist.
After Zhu Tong called his two senior brothers to report that he was safe, he called Liu Xilan: "Second Sister Liu, I'm sorry, but could you please ask someone to bring up two sets of clothes and a bottle of wine."
In fact, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Just after taking a shower, Liu Xilan personally delivered a set of high-end casual clothes, including the underwear from the inside to the outside. They were all brand-name. In the living room, she watched Zhu Tong put them on piece by piece and commented:
"Congratulations, Master, you have a great figure, no wonder you can charm so many women."
There were women all over the Orchid Building, and Zhu Tong snorted with an old face: "Miss Liu is saying that I am very suitable for being a duck?"
"I didn't say that." Liu Xilan also brought Mei Lanting's clothes. After Zhu Tong finished dressing, he pointed in the direction of the next door: "Brother Lan is over there. Everyone hasn't eaten. Wait a moment. I'll call Miss Mei."
stand up."
"She woke up early." Zhu Tong grabbed the wine Liu Xilan brought and drank half of the bottle, immediately feeling refreshed.
"Damn thief, how did you know I was awake?" Mei Lanting poked out a haggard face from under the blanket. Although she was not the charming and pretty type, she still had a somewhat lazy style at the moment.
"I've seen a lot of sleeping women, but I've never seen one that couldn't move. You..." After Zhu Tong said this, he ducked out the door; Mei Lanting threw a throwing knife over and nailed it to the door frame.
As expected, Lan Zhanjiang was waiting, and sitting with him was Qin Keqiang.
Qin Keqiang was not seen in the scene yesterday, and Zhu Tong originally thought that he had not come to Chongqing. Now it seems that Qin Keqiang has been secretly arranging it; as for what he arranged, it is not the little liar's business to worry about.
The six strong young men standing in front of the Orchid Tower are probably masters of Shiqimen; the protrusions on their fists are proof of this.
"I have to catch a flight. I won't eat anymore. I'll leave after saying a few words." Zhu Tong said hello to Qin Keqiang and said to Lan Zhanjiang.
"Such a space plane will not take off, Zhu Tong, what happened to you last night?"
"It's nothing, it hurts a little here." Zhu Tong nodded his forehead, and there was indeed a place there. Whenever he thought about something, he felt pain like acupuncture.
"Pay more attention. Everything else is easy to say. If you feel unwell, you should see a doctor early." Lan Zhanjiang stood up, pulled out the chair, and sat down for him; "How is it, have you thought about it? When will you take over Donghai Investment? Miss Mei
We can’t put off the matter.”
"Brother Lan is really not optimistic about her plan?" After a night of madness, Zhu Tong consciously or unconsciously wanted to pay attention to Mei Lanting's gallery. Apparently, both Lan Zhanjiang and Liu Xilan thought it was a risk; he had no experience and wanted to hear about it.
What these rich people really think.
"Ms. Mei's plan itself is valuable, but it has an insurmountable weakness: time. She invested such a large amount of money and may be able to get a return in the short term; however, there are so many galleries in China and tens of thousands of painters. It will happen soon.
A group of people followed the trend. Fashion is a short-lived trend; we have calculated that the time left for it will not exceed one year; if there is any accident during this short profit period and a slight delay, the investment may fail. Painter
They are all weirdos, arrogant, and impossible to treat with common sense. Anyone facing such an investment project will be very careful."
"What happens if she fails?"
"What else? Venture capital itself is a risk, the money invested was wasted, and Lanting Gallery collapsed. But for Mei Lao's sake, Blue Stone will help her maintain Lanting Gallery. For a gallery, long-term stability
Collaborating with painters is the way to go.”
"That's it," Zhu Tong grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down two strings of numbers: LH75423168, LH75243168.
"The account password of Donghai Investment should be one of them. Sister Yilan gave me a hint. Once it was counterfeit banknotes, and the other time it was Nanhai Gonglan's membership card. The counterfeit banknotes were lost and the membership card is in the office. If time allows, I can go back and try again.
Check." Out of instinct, Zhu Tong did not show Nanhai Gonglan's VIP membership card in front of Ye'er, and indeed left it in the office.
Lan Zhanjiang picked it up and took a look at it: "There should be a password."
"If both of these are wrong, I really can't help. As for the password, let me think about it." Zhu Tong recalled carefully, and there was also a business card with...
"Selina. This seems to be a personal name. Is this the English name of Sister Yilan?"
"No, her other name is Helena."
"Then it can't be wrong." Zhu Tong wrote this string of letters and pushed it over. He noticed that there was a faint flash of disappointment in Lan Zhanjiang's eyes, and he couldn't help but be extra cautious: He knows the password?!
If this inference is correct, there are some problems with Donghai Investment; everything last night was a scam for him to take over the directorship of Donghai Investment? It is certain that Mei Lanting does not know the role he plays, and Liu Xilan does not necessarily
Yes; she seems to know something.
Things started in a small town in Shandong. At that time, if it weren't for Ye'er, they would have accepted Donghai's investment. Could it be that for them, Ye'er's appearance was an accident?......
Mei Lanting had a cheerful temperament, and it didn't take much time to wash and dress up. She and Liu Xilan walked in, blushed and sat next to Zhu Tong, and the dinner started.
It can be seen that the only one who really has the appetite is Qin Keqiang; Zhu Tong has been remembering and thinking.
"Miss Xilan, is Sister Liu's condition getting better?" He asked pretending to be casual, looking at Liu Xilan and focusing entirely on Lan Zhanjiang.
"The eldest sister's condition can only be said to be stable. She sings, bask in the sun, and has to be taken care of every day while eating. The doctor said that as long as she doesn't want to come out, outsiders can't wake her up." Liu Xilan's expression was solemn and it didn't look like she was faking it, Lan Zhanjiang also said
Sighing slightly; Zhu Tong was unsure of his own judgment again.
After all, Lan Zhanjiang and Liu Yilan have always taken good care of him; Qin Keqiang even fought for himself. Although the little liar thinks he is not a kind and good person, he can't regard everyone as having ulterior motives.
of bad guys.
There is no banquet that lasts forever. When it was time to say goodbye, Mei Lanting followed Zhu Tong, telling the little liar that it was not true even if he said it was not true.
"Zhu Tong, Keqiang has to take care of Orchid House in Chongqing during this period, and be more careful about everything. I will be in Shanghai on the first week of every month; we are friends. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me."
Lan Zhanjiang held Zhu Tong's hand and led them to the elevator.
It was Mei Lanting who had a headache. When he got into the taxi heading to the airport, Mei Lanting held Zhu Tong's hand and pretended to be a little bird. The little liar was not in the mood to appreciate the Chongqing beauties all over the street. He remembered Liu Xilan's weirdness just now.
He smiled, knowing that it was not easy to get rid of this trouble, nor could he withdraw his hand abruptly.
When they arrived at the airport, they went to check the flight. The plane couldn't take off until the fog cleared in the middle of the night.
So, they had no choice but to sit down in a corner of the airport cafe. Across the table, Mei Lanting held Zhu Tong's hand again.
"Miss Mei, why didn't you see Mr. Mei?"
"Grandpa accompanied me to the countryside to look at a place to live. Mr. Lan is going to buy a villa in Zhong, and he asked grandpa and Master Yu Xuan to check out the feng shui. Don't you know?"
"How do I know?" Zhu Tong withdrew his hand as an excuse, touched his nose and began to use the art of sowing discord; "If you have money to buy a villa, but no money to help you, Mr. Lan is really a weirdo."
Helpless, Mei Lanting's thoughts were not as gloomy as Zhu Tong's, and he said nonchalantly: "I didn't hear Mr. Lan say that except for Donghai Investment, he has no right to take risks with me. I heard that I bought this villa to prepare for Qing Qing.
Yang Family. Yesterday, Brother Qin led people to guard the gate of Jiangjia Village until midnight. When Senior Banweng was away, Brother Qin would treat the villa as the headquarters of the company. Hey, what kind of business does Brother Qin do? "
"Taxi company, logistics company, it's car-related business anyway." Lan Zhanjiang said that Qin Keqiang was going to help Bapin Lanhua in Chongqing. Only now did Zhu Tong put everything together during the meal. The relationship between Qin Keqiang and Liu Xilan
There seems to be something; no wonder; then Jiang Xiaoyu should have little chance.
But, what is the purpose of Lan Zhanjiang's trick? Is it to warn Jiang Xiaoyu, or does he really want to deal with the fifth-rank Qingyang? What role will the whistle play in this? Will the monks of the first-rank Golden Buddha just sit back and watch?
ignore?
"What are you thinking about?" Mei Lanting sat next to Zhu Tong and tried to grab his hand again.
"Miss Mei, we are going to Shanghai soon. I don't want there to be any misunderstanding between you and me." Zhu Tong made his words clear.
"Coward." Mei Lanting seemed to be awakened and lowered his head.
"You know my relationship with Ye'er, Miss Mei. We are all understanding people. I will not say no if I can help you. I hope that the relationship between us can be restored to the previous state."
"Is it possible?" Mei Lanting smiled sadly; "Sister Liu once said: Time will dilute everything, and unforgettable passion cannot last long. But look at her, isn't she living in a dream now? But don't worry
, I don’t have time to pester you. Meiyuan is not Zhumen, and Lanting Gallery is responsible for all expenses. My father wants to put on a big show, which requires a lot of money. Grandpa supports him, so I can only grit my teeth and carry it. Zhu Tong, don’t hide.
I, you have time to drink a glass of wine with me; this isn’t too much to ask, right?”
"As long as you don't go to bed, I'll accompany you everywhere."
Zhu Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Mei Lanting stretched out his hand again.
"Holding hands doesn't mean going to bed. I'll do whatever you say."