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"They...how could he do that?" Ye'er said anxiously, seeing that Song Zhongren had bad intentions.
"We can't interfere." Zhu Tong stopped Ye'er; "Miss Jin Zhizhu is an adult, maybe she and Mr. Song are really in love?"
"I don't believe it! They have only known each other for two days." Ye'er wanted to break away.
The ancient city wall is several meters higher than the inn. From here, you can see the narrow alleys and stilted buildings of Phoenix City. People below cannot see the people on the city wall unless they pay special attention.
"Why don't you believe it?" Zhu Tong smiled slyly and continued to hold Ye'er's hand; "Phoenix City is the easiest place to hypnotize reason and breed love. You forget, we also fell in love at first sight here, and then..."
"Don't say it, don't say it." Ye'er blushed and her body became weak.
Song Zhongren walked out of another inn with Jin Zhizhu on his arm. This was the last inn in the alley. He didn't seem to give up and looked around.
Zhu Tong knew Ye'er's endurance, and this kind of thing was a bit too much in her eyes. He dialed Song Zhongren's cell phone and said: "Stop wandering around in the street in the middle of the night. Send Miss Jin back quickly. We'll return tomorrow."
There is a job."
Song Zhongren finally saw Zhu Tong and Ye'er on the ancient city wall, and said with a playful smile: "Director, don't blame me, it's Miss Song..."
"Go back. She is drunk. She will be fine when she wakes up tomorrow. Mr. Song, you are a smart man."
Ye'er had already run down the city wall. When he saw her, Song Zhongren knew that there was nothing to do tonight, so he said helplessly: "It's so lonely."
Zhu Tong hung up the phone and went down the city wall. Is there a time when the dignified Mr. Song is lonely?
Jin Zhizhu was in a trance, speaking in Korean that no one could understand. She collapsed in Song Zhongren's arms. She didn't know how much wine she drank. The only items provided at the appreciation party were champagne and low-alcohol red wine.
No beer and no hard liquor of any kind.
"Mr. Song, how could you do this?" Zhu Tong scolded with a straight face, although he didn't agree with it in his heart.
The reason why Song Zhongren became acquainted with Jin Zhizhu was arranged by him, but he still had to do what he should do; he was the top leader of the Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office, and he had many issues to consider. For example, Ye'er's feelings; her current
The expression on his face made the little liar uneasy, even a little worried.
"I am a victim." Song Zhongren shouted that he was wronged and looked very sincere.
Of course, no one believed this explanation. Although Miss Song was drunk, she still looked very attractive. Under her long windbreaker and noble evening dress, she outlined a slim and alluring figure. Because of her posture, half of her figure was
The white shoulders and a smooth and tender breast are strikingly visible.
Ye'er glanced at Song Zhongren and said nothing, but Zhu Tong believed it a little. No other, because of Jin Zhizhu's outfit, the diamond necklace on her chest, valuable earrings, rings, and limited edition watches. This
Everything proves that after the thank you party, Miss Jin Zhizhu did not go back to the villa at all, but went to a bar in Phoenix with Song Zhongren to drink and get drunk; at least she was still sober at that time.
Everyone is an adult and knows what they are doing; Miss Kim Chi-joo may have been stimulated by something at the party and really wanted to seek some kind of catharsis.
The Audi car in the preparation office was parked 200 meters away from Hongqiao. The three people finally helped Miss Jin Zhizhu to the car, and they were all panting from exhaustion.
Zhu Tong and Ye'er originally stayed at Chen's Inn, but Ye'er was worried about Song Zhongren and insisted on sending Jin Zhizhu back; Zhu Tong had no choice but to get in the car.
At this moment, a tall figure appeared next to the Audi car.
"Mr. Li, can I talk to you?" It was Silea. She must have been waiting nearby for a long time, her cheeks were red from the cold.
Zhu Tong thought for a moment and said to Ye'er: "You and Mr. Song will send Miss Jin back. I will go to the inn in a while."
Ye'er nodded and got into the driving seat. She was not at ease with Song Zhongren driving who smelled of alcohol.
A few minutes later, Zhu Tong and Silea sat in a bar by the Tuojiang River. On New Year's Eve, many bars were open all night, and there were a large number of drinkers partying inside.
Zhu Tong ordered a cup of Coke for Sirea, while he held a cup of hot tea; wine is sometimes a tool, and sometimes it is a scourge. Having just seen Jin Zhizhu's performance, the little liar should beware of this blond Westerner
**Use wine to go crazy.
Fortunately, there are many foreigners who come to Phoenix to experience the Chinese New Year, and the appearance of the two of them did not attract much attention. Although Siraya is a rare beauty, she did not wear heavy makeup. Chinese people are not familiar with unfamiliar things.
Everyone will be on guard, that is, a sense of distance.
"Doctor Li, I want to drink." Silaya was really dissatisfied, raised her hand and shouted: "waiter!"
Zhu Tong stopped the waiter with his eyes and said, "Miss Siraya, your illness has been cured and you should try to drink as little as possible from now on."
The little liar was smiling, it was he who had cultivated Sirea's alcohol addiction; at one stage, Director Li prescribed a vegetarian diet + alcohol to Sirea.
Silea muttered something dissatisfied, but still respected the doctor's words and got to the point: "Mr. Li, I need an agreement. My boss hopes to meet with you as soon as possible."
"It's a holiday in China, look! They're all having a carnival. Miss Sirea, do you want to be disturbed during your Christmas?"
"That's different. There is no God in China?"
Silea spoke seriously, and the little liar opened his mouth, unable to find the right words to refute.
There is no God in China, what is the logic of this?
"We have our own beliefs. Almighty God is worthless in my opinion. We believe in morality."
Zhu Tong thought for a while before organizing his words.
Siraya obviously didn't understand what "morality" meant, especially when it was expressed in English: "Oh God!" she exclaimed.
"Tao and de have two different meanings. God and Buddha both belong to Tao...forget it, I can't explain it clearly to you." The little liar had a headache, but fortunately he quickly got rid of his thoughts; such things are very important to a culture.
People with different backgrounds and no understanding of Chinese can't explain it clearly.
Silea didn't seem to understand. Her mission was not to discuss faith issues with Director Li. She waited until Zhu Tong stopped talking before she put away her unfinished expression: "It's so mysterious. I like your faith very much. Mr. Smith asked
Let me tell you that we have more common ground than differences, and we should be in a relationship where cooperation will benefit both sides and division will hurt both sides. He hopes to resume dialogue between the two parties as soon as possible while making reasonable concessions."
"Appropriate concessions are too general. How should we understand them? Mr. Smith should understand that I am a very principled person."
"Of course I understand." Silea smiled with peach blossoms on her face, which made the little liar's mind shake; "Mr. Smith promised to unconditionally reduce the shareholding ratio by three percentage points based on the previous contract, and not to seek the chairman of the board of directors.
and the position of president.”
Beauty is indeed a big weapon in shopping malls, especially when negotiations are at a deadlock and some level of communication is needed, a woman like Siraya has an irreplaceable advantage. Zhu Tong couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and made a helpless move
Looks like:
"Miss Sirea, tell Mr. Smith that our negotiations should not have any preconditions. Mr. Tian Xuyang has withdrawn. If I return to Shanghai in five days, I will meet with Mr. Smith soon. It is impossible here."
I thought that I might never see Shanghai again in this life!
Zhu Tong felt inexplicable sadness in his heart. There was always too much helplessness in the world. He had long been accustomed to wandering. He finally met Ye Er and decided to integrate into Shanghai. Who knew that there would be more and more troubles. He would face it the day after tomorrow.
Suowanda, maybe it would be a relief, if...he no longer had to work so hard to get involved in the whirlpool of interests.
But, maybe, I will never see Ye'er again, their love is so strong...
"You're crying." Siraya reached out her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhu Tong's eyes.
"You should go back first, I still have guests." Zhu Tongshuran woke up and wiped her tears.
No matter what, a master like Suowunda would not kill easily. Maybe the old liar and his uncle Zhu Huang had a better arrangement; although the possibility is very small.
Regrets are always inevitable. Zhu Tong can only minimize the regrets and do what he should do. Suddenly he feels that his interest is waning and he can no longer keep up his energy. All he can think about is returning to Chen's Inn as soon as possible. Ye'er should
Have you gone back?
Silea reluctantly left. Zhu Tong knew that with just a little hint, he could have her tonight and explore whatever he wanted on this hot and white body. Silea seemed to be looking forward to such hints, and she could still tell the difference.
What is the difference between love and sex?
Liu Yilan appeared at the right time. She received Zhu Tong's call and had been waiting for a few minutes.
"Your tears have broken her heart. It seems very bad."
"Sister, am I stupid? I know that many people are watching my jokes."
"You look like a fool now." A warm hand attached to the little liar's hand, stroking it gently; "Poor, you have done so much and paid so many prices. Which daughter's family doesn't want to meet such a fool?
What? Zhu Tong, please find an opportunity to clarify the matter. I believe Miss Su will be moved by you."
"You don't understand my affairs." Zhu Tong enjoyed it for a while, and his thoughts gradually gathered together. Sister Lanhua is really powerful, and she has great magical powers with just a small movement; "I want to know how involved Lanhua and Silver Spear are. Sister,
Don't blame me for being presumptuous, Xie Jing is in trouble, and I'm considering whether to help her."
Liu Yilan took the water from the waiter and drank half the glass.
It's a big mouthful. It seems like the trouble is really big.
"You have seen the senior members of Nanhai Gonglan. Some of them have received Yinqiang's services. At that time, we had just arrived in Shanghai to work hard. In order to win over members, we acquiesced to Yinqiang to do business with them. However, those
It has nothing to do with Nanhai Gonglan. Silver Gun’s agent is also our member. It’s just that I was in a coma.
During that time, Xilan and Manxiang were in charge of Orchid. They were still young and thought things were too simple. At that time, we were working on two major projects, Manjiang Flower Rain and Shanshui Taoist Temple, and there were some financial problems. Brother Lan's side
It didn't go well either, so Manxiang used some of Xie Jing's money. Yinqiang holds 20% of Manjiang Huayu's shares."
Zhu Tong sighed in his heart and had already made up his mind to become a lobbyist for Xie Jing no matter what. He just doubted whether his face was big enough?
"If the danger is too great, don't worry about it. At worst, you can shut down Manjiang Huayu." Liu Yilan's smile was still peaceful, but Zhu Tong could see the regret and reluctance in her heart.
"Let me think of a way. If possible... eldest sister went to Xie Jing and told her that after this matter is over, she must give up her shares in Manjiang Huayu." Then she smiled self-deprecatingly: "eldest sister, I turned out to be such a fool."
With that said, Zhu Tong took out the phone and dialed Wang Xiangjie's mobile phone. It would be a risk for anyone to do this, and he needed to reach a tacit understanding with Wang Xiangjie.
Only Wang Xiangjie understands what is involved and what Zhu Tong wants to protect, can he control the depth and breadth of the investigation. Presumably, Wang Xiangjie also needs first-hand money laundering information from Xie Jing; something like that...well, it is a bomb in itself.