Obviously, it cannot.

She wiped her face irritably, explained some things to Xin Ran and discussed the opening time before leaving Xiao Zhu.

She is planning to go to the western suburbs to determine the address of the winery as soon as possible, and then design the winery and build the winery for a while. During this period, the wine shipped from London needs to be stored here.

After drinking a bottle of ice water, Zhao Jian forced herself to get busy and drove straight to the western suburbs.

When I returned from the western suburbs, at dusk, Zhao Jian was so hungry that he felt a little stomachache, so he remembered that he didn’t eat breakfast or lunch.

I hurriedly stopped the car and found a small noodle shop and went in. After years of work, her stomach was not good. Every time I rebelled, she felt so painful. While it was not too serious, Zhao Jian felt much more comfortable after a bowl of hot noodle soup.

After paying, she walked out of the noodle shop and suddenly saw the sign opposite her and felt a little familiar, but after thinking about it for a while, she didn't remember it.

When Zhao Jian walked up, he saw a front desk lady saying to a young girl: "Miss, please come back, we don't need nude models here."

Naked model?

Zhao Jian was stunned for a moment, took another step back, looked up at the huge brand, "Shangri-La"!

She suddenly remembered that this was what Ji Rufeng told her yesterday, his gallery name.

Suddenly, a feeling of firecrackers being blown up in her body made her feel uncomfortable.

She turned around and left, but unexpectedly she turned around and saw Ji Rufeng. He was standing there with a bag in his hand. It seemed that he had just arrived, and the surprise in his eyes had not been able to be taken away.

Her eyes met, and her heart was beating violently.

"Go in and sit?" he asked.

"No!" She refused without thinking, and then passed by him and walked towards the car.

Ji Rufeng immediately turned around and followed her. Zhao Jian took a few steps, and his eyebrows were leaping wildly, "Why are you following me?"

"What a simple thing for men to follow their women."

"I'm not your woman, I have nothing to do with you!"

"Then tell me, who did you give your body?"

"You..." Zhao Jian was so angry that she was so hungry that she stopped here and met someone who was even more crazier than her.

The man patted her face lightly and continued, "Where do you want to go? You look very tired. Do you want me to give you it?"

"don't want!"

She refused again and returned to the car with great determination, "Don't follow me!"

"Okay, then you drive slowly." Ji Rufeng also knew that he couldn't force her too much, not to mention that her emotional rebound was expected.

He took a few steps back and watched her car go away.

Zhao Jian drove away so far before she remembered that she wanted to find Ji Shaoguang to design the winery pattern for herself. But when she thought of Ji Rufeng's storm-like love, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong to meet Ji Shaoguang frequently now.

Zhao Jian didn't think of it, and in the end he went home like an ostrich.

In the next few days, the wine on the order arrived one after another, and Zhao Jian became busy again, contacting people, handing over, inspecting goods, and was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. Zhao Weizheng's phone call came at the fastest frequency in history, but Zhao Jian never answered it from beginning to end.
Chapter completed!