Ai Yige watched his mother's Bentley disappear completely, and thought to himself that Wu Qingyang was on a business trip in Thailand, and he thought she was really unhappy about the little rice cake.

After arriving at the parking lot, Ai Yige simply did not go upstairs, so he called Wu Qingyang and told her that he had arrived at the parking lot. Wu Qingyang was as straightforward as ever, saying that he would get out immediately, and Ai Yige sat in the car and waited for her.

After a while, Wu Qingyang got off. Although Ai Yige was still driving the MG Hu Xiaoshuai, she still found Ai Yige very quickly.

After getting on the bus, Ai Yige smiled and said, "So you went on a business trip in Thailand, I thought..."

Wu Qingyang also smiled charmingly and straightened the hair scattered on his forehead: "I thought I wasn't angry with you because of rice cakes? I was going to call you before leaving, but I forgot about it all at once. When I arrived in Thailand, I just didn't bother to call me, so I wanted to see if you would be petty. In your mind, I am such a person who doesn't matter how important it is?"

Ai Yige smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, I didn't say that, I just felt that I agreed before and confiscated them later, so I felt a little embarrassed."

Wu Qingyang leaned on the back of the chair, with a slightly tired smile on his face: "That girl came out of you and ran to me, and finally got scolded by me a few times, and even I got angry. It was her grandparents who spoiled her too much, which made her parents helpless sometimes. But why didn't you even want that little girl Wei Lan? I think that girl looks a little charming, but she seems to be a more pertinent person, so it should be okay. Don't be because of rice cakes..."

Ai Yige shook his head: "Wei Lan's acting ability is still a little poor. Even if she signs her, at her current level, she will probably be a supporting role for the rest of her life. It's better to let her learn more at school to see if there will be any chance in the future. In addition, I am really afraid that Rice Cake is annoying me, so it would be better if neither of them signed. If Wei Lan signed, the Rice Cake girl would not be fried? Then I wouldn't be able to stand it when I go to the company every day to call my brother-in-law."

After hearing this, Wu Qingyang's tender face turned red and gave Ai Yige a blank look. Perhaps because of fatigue, he was a little lazy. Coupled with the mature charm of a woman in her thirties, he was full of charm, and Ai Yige's heart was floating again.

"You also made fun of it. I got angry at the rice cake for this matter that day."

Ai Yige laughed: "Haha, I really want to see how you get angry, and I have never seen you get angry!"

Wu Qingyang glared at Ai Yigo, pretending to be angry: "I'm very angry now. I can overturn your broken car. You said you're fine and you're using your Maserati to change it with someone else's MG. It's been almost ten days since I changed it? Are you not afraid that others will say you're sick?"

"Oh, I'm really sick..." Ai Yige sighed, "Isn't it the same? The whole world has changed, so that's not called sick?" "If you don't talk about this, where should we go?"

"The other party ordered it at the Baolena Restaurant in Mount Wutai."

"No, is it? German pigman? I'm most afraid of this thing." Ai Yigo screamed exaggeratedly.

Wu Qingyang smiled and said, "There is no way. Today I am the host. Master Ai, please bear it. I'll tell you about his information. I'll save you a little while and I don't know what's going on when I see you."

Ai Yige nodded, started the car, and slowly drove out of the parking lot: "Well, just say it simply, what is your surname and what is the company doing, what should I call him more appropriately."

"Fang Wenjie, forty-one years old, male, 1.68 meters tall and 186 meters tall, CEO, chairman, general manager and CEO of Wuzhou Decoration Materials Co., Ltd., you should be right to call him Mr. Fang. The company's scale is about one billion yuan, which is quite acceptable. He is basically his sole proprietorship. The other shareholders are his relatives, of which he and his wife have more than 70% of the shares."

"Isn't that just a husband-and-wife shop? Oh my god, who did my mother introduce me to? If the height and weight data are reversed, it would be a good choice. The chairman and general manager are also a ceo? Why do you think he is a ceo for someone who buys decorative materials?" Ai Yige couldn't help laughing.

Wu Qingyang shook his head seriously: "I don't know this person either. It seems that he has business dealings with the group recently. I don't know which vice president introduced him. It seems that he was in the bidding position, so today Mr. Chen met him. Your investment plan for the movie was placed on the table. When he saw it, he asked, and then Mr. Chen asked him if he was interested. Then somehow he said he introduced you to the two of you. I guess Mr. Chen was just trying to find an excuse to be too lazy to have dinner with him. With your investment plan, he made a fuss and just fooled him."

"It turns out that I'm a shield for my mother? I've said I won't come, it's only a 100 million investment. My mother's fingers are leaking a little bit in the cracks. Otherwise, let's not go, call him and say that the investment has been implemented. To be honest, I feel a little nauseous when I hear the German Pig Hands." This is what Ai Yige dares to say now. No matter whether he really didn't like German Pig Hands, at least in the face of a high-end restaurant like Baolena, Ai Yige wouldn't say he was nauseous, as if he couldn't eat grapes.

"It's okay to go and have a look. You can't always rely on your mother's company, right? I remember you didn't like your mother to help you in the past? You always claimed that you had to do everything by yourself. Now why did you suddenly fall out? Instead, you don't want to contact other sources of funds by yourself?" Wu Qingyang looked at the little man in front of him, and always felt that he had changed a lot recently.

Ai Yige opened his mouth, looking to say something but didn't say it out. Wu Qingyang smiled and said, "Okay, I understand, it must be related to that epiphany. He suddenly understood that his identity was here. No matter how hard he tried, he could not avoid the influence of your parents, so he might as well accept it calmly, right?"

"Sister Qingyang always knows me best. I'm considering whether to kiss you to show me the reward?" Ai Yige couldn't answer, so he could only cover it up with a hippie smile.

Wu Qingyang's face turned slightly red again. He didn't think anything before. Since he almost got a bargain at home that day, Wu Qingyang has been particularly sensitive to such teasing. He felt extremely uneasy when he was moved.

In this regard, Wu Qingyang is far less mature than her helping Chen Fengying handle company affairs, and she is even worse than a girl in her twenties and doesn't know how to deal with it. For her, not speaking is the best solution.

Turning his head over and looking out the window, Wu Qingyang's heart had already rippled.

Seeing that Wu Qingyang didn't speak for a long time, Ai Yige couldn't help feeling nervous: "Sister Qingyang, have I been joking too much?"

"Ah, no..." After being interrupted, Wu Qingyang seemed to be knocked out of his mind, and seemed a little panicked. With a youthful affliction that was extremely inconsistent with his age and experience, Ai Yige felt even more excited when he saw it.

Now, the two of them had their own thoughts. There was no other movement in the car except for the sound of the car itself. They came to the Baolena Restaurant next to Mount Wutai in silence.

The parking lot was facing the restaurant. Ai Yige and Wu Qingyang both saw a white short and fat man standing at the door. Although they had never seen Fang Wenjie before, they all knew that more than 80% of this person were Fang Wenjie himself.

After parked the car, the two walked towards the restaurant gate together. Fang Wenjie ignored the two of them, which was normal. According to his idea, Chen Fengying should appear. If he didn't see Chen Fengying, how could he think that Ai Yige would appear alone?

Walking to Fang Wenjie, Ai Yige asked politely with a smile: "Is it Mr. Fang?"

Fang Wenjie was stunned, obviously caught off guard, and looked at Ai Yige blankly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

"I am Ai Yige, the person in charge of the film and television company introduced by Mr. Chen." Since Chen Fengying had not told this person about her relationship with Ai Yige, Ai Yige himself would not take the initiative to mention it. Chen Fengying has been in the mall for so many years. Except for some top figures, others know at best that this woman has a deep military background and can speak to some officials in the central government. What is the specific relationship is not something that ordinary people can know. When the plate stall was not big enough, no one was willing to investigate these things. When Chen Fengying's plate was big enough, it was also important in the business world, and no one dared to investigate it. Therefore, in the whole of China, there are many people who know what Chen Fengying's background is, but it is definitely not something that a company boss with a total asset of only one billion yuan can know.

Although Fang Wenjie took Ai Yige's hand, shook it with him, and there was a smile on his face, anyone could tell that his smile was a bit forced. Perhaps he also guessed that Chen Fengying would not appear today.

"Where is Mr. Chen? Didn't come with you?" Fang Wenjie thought about what car he had just entered. When he thought of only one MG, he couldn't help but feel a little upset. After all, he was a company boss and he only drove a MG car of the grade. The strength of his company is probably worth discussing. No wonder when he asked Chen Fengying that he was interested in investing in a movie, Chen Fengying would agree so readily to help introduce it.

"Haha, Mr. Chen has something to do temporarily. Let us apologize to you on her behalf. I hope Mr. Fang will understand more." Ai Yige's answer was very appropriate, so Wu Qingyang saved the trouble and stood aside without saying a word.

Fang Wenjie suddenly felt very upset. He was so honest that he was so obedient that he was unable to invite Chen Fengying in the end. Although he knew that the two sides had too different levels, he was still quite unhappy.
Chapter completed!