When the 596th chapter heard the voice of the man who came down, the season was silent...

Sure enough, when I entered the door, I saw the partner who had contacted me. I was laughing like a grandson next to Rongcheng. I didn’t know what I was talking about.

The last time I saw it once or twice, the look of Rongcheng, which had no good impression on each other, stood there faintly, and the eyes had already looked directly in the direction of the warm season.

When I saw this person, the warmth of the season reminded me of the Missy. Her eyes looked at the partner who had come to her. She smiled and said: "I said how Zhao Zong would have this Yaxing invite me today. Once the cooperation case was finalized, what was the reason?"

"Don't be too hearty, but Rong always has a good personal relationship with me. I have always mentioned you in recent times. I feel that Rong always has some meaning for the season. I just want to be a good person and help me." There was always a smile on his face, and when he looked at the warm season, his eyes were a little awkward.

The season's warm-mouthed corner is hooked, and the look of the faint look at that place is a pocket of all the sons of the city: "Is Rong always interested in me? This is not impossible, Zhao’s jokes are too big to open. ""

Zhao did not expect the warmth of the usual speech in the mall. When he spoke so suddenly, he immediately stunned and then seemed to be awkward.

Rongcheng opened his mouth: "How is it impossible? The season is so ugly, and it is a rare woman in the business world who has achieved such success. The man you admire is definitely not a minority. It is only natural that you have some love."

Mr. Zhao attached it to the side: "Is it right, right? It’s still a good time to talk. This is like it. The man and the woman are the same thing. If you look at the right eye, you can get a pair. complex."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

Mr. Zhao is a fool.

The ice **** in the eyes of Rongcheng is falling out. Which eye can see that he is interesting to her?

The warm season is just a smile and not a talk. After all, it is a banquet, then the soldiers will block the water to cover the earth.

"Zhao Zong, a few friends who are still waiting for today are still waiting upstairs. Would you rather go to the meeting first? After I finished talking with Ji, I went up to talk to you." Rongcheng looked at Zhao Zong. .

Zhao always immediately said that he would: "Well, that is the total and the total season is slow to talk."

The size of this restaurant is not small. At first glance, you can eat a Western food at a price that can be used for over 10,000. The seasonal warmth sees the samples of the ingredients in front of the air are also shipped back from abroad. Very expensive.

"June always, sit." No one else is disturbing nearby. The unspeakable smile on Rongcheng's face has become calm and cold, directly indicating that the season is warm, but the expression is obviously not very polite.

The warmth of the season has not been pushed. After sitting down, I said: "Yong always called me here by Zhao’s reason. It’s impossible to just eat a meal. I have nothing to talk to people who are not familiar with it. It is better to say the purpose directly, so as not to waste each other's time."

"Please come over the season, the purpose is naturally to invite you to dinner, the second thing, talk when you eat, what?" Rongcheng sat opposite her.

"With the power and financial resources of Rongjia, and the restaurant invested by the catering company under the name of the Group, this one is one of the best western restaurants in the city. Please come to this place to eat, and Rong is indeed It is very sincere." The warmth of the season is like laughing.

Rongcheng called the waiter and ordered a few dishes. Most of them were the most expensive in this restaurant. The warm season just saw it. What is the direct supply of steak in the West, the price is 18,000, and there are several other Very expensive things, the season is not eaten, but people who are so arrogant are also seeing their heads.

Finally, Rongcheng ordered another bottle of Lafite for 82 years.

Until the waiter took the menu and left, Rongcheng played the glass on the table with one hand and looked at the warmth sitting on the opposite side, but could not see any emotions: "Although the investigation of the ink scene is really tricky, But I also learned some things from some friends in Haicheng. You once had a marriage with Mo Jingshen and divorced three years ago, right?"

The season warm eyebrows slightly pick: "You continue to say that you know, do not need to ask me, if it is not the confirmed news, Rong will not be so rash, please come here to eat and drink Lafite is not?"

Rongcheng smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of my eyes: "Since the season does not intend to talk to me for too long, then Rong can say it straight. As far as I know, the relationship between Ji and Jijia is not so clear. It seems that Ji Hongwen has no blood relationship with you, and after you marry into Moh, you have divorced with Mo Jingshen in less than a year. You have been in London for the next three years, and you just returned home a few months ago. In general, you are very talented in the business circle. As long as you have more power, whether you are a daughter of Jijia, as long as you are getting better and better in the future, no one will mention you anymore. As for the life experience, as long as the MN Group is booming in the country, it is not difficult to find another suitable man to marry."

"As for the depth of the ink..." His voice turned pale: "My sister has not insisted on finding him in the past few days, but I see that she is really sad for him. You and President Mo have not seen you for many years. After returning, I am afraid that it is just some embarrassment caused by the relationship between the past. After the divorce, it is estimated that the relationship between you will not be deep. If so, as long as you let go of Mo Jingshen, Rong Jia can be on the MN Group... ”

The words of Rongcheng have not been finished yet. Not far away, on the spiral staircase of the restaurant, suddenly a figure came down: "When did Rong always do this kind of threatening work? This is not what I understand. Prince of the family."

When I heard the voice of the person who came down, the season was silent...

When did Xiao Luye’s grandson come to Beijing? Was he upstairs? I don’t always have those people who are just upstairs in Rongcheng today, including him?

It is not surprising that there are only a few families in the country that can afford to name them, Haicheng Mojia, and the Xiao family next door. Together with the Rongjia of this city, the heirs between the major families know each other. Nothing fuss.

Understanding is understanding, but it is not known about the relationship.

Rongcheng turned because of the sound, and the warm season turned away. I saw Xiao Lu’s downstairs, and a smile that looked like a cold and cold smile came over.

The approaching man is almost one-eighth, and the suit is supposed to be very formal, but he seems to wear it very casually, revealing the looseness from the bones, one-handedly inserted in the trouser pocket, the eyebrows are light and slow. Passing over Rongcheng’s face.

(End of this chapter)