Jiang! Han followed Feng Chengen's eyes and saw an ugly slim girl named, about 1.67 meters tall, wearing a light snow-green sweater, holding a plate with a wine glass in her hand. She was walking into the room. The woman's facial features naturally had to be upright, but there seemed to be nothing special when separated. But the eyes, nose, eyebrows, mouth, and ears were placed just right on the plump face. When they were put together, they had an indescribable smell.

The sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass on her face, bringing out a strong three-dimensional feeling between light and dark contrast. She pursed her lips slightly, her chin slightly raised, and her black eyes looked like a talking elf. She looked smart and cute. Jiang Zhihan tasted it carefully for a moment and felt that there was a strange mixture on this woman: three parts mature, three parts pure, and three parts bookish.

At the time, Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but think of Teacher Che, who was far away from the ocean. In contrast, Che Wenyun's figure is more curved and her body has a more mature charm. Although the woman in front of her also outlines an attractive curve under her light snow-green sweater, the overall feeling is still a quiet and delicate path.

She walked a few steps forward, and the sunlight was just refracting from a piece of glass, shaking brightly. She squinted her eyes in a conditioned manner, wrinkled her small nose, and turned her face sixty degrees to avoid the sunlight. At that moment, Jiang Zhihan seemed to be able to capture a charming bloom of one percent second. Even though he was used to seeing the beauty, he couldn't help but beat his heart and shook his head slightly.

Feng Chengen patted Jiang Zhihan on the shoulder and came over and whispered: "It's really good, right? Have you been shocked?"

Jiang Zhihan grinned, "Your new goal?"

Feng Chengen pinched his nose, looked at the lamp with his head tilted for a long time, and commented: "This girl looks hard to get started. According to my years of experience, she is probably still a young boy."

Jiang Zhihan glanced at him, "Oh. This legendary skill is really good.

See?”

Feng Chengen smiled proudly, "To be honest, it's not that accurate. But there is one thing I can guarantee, even if it's not absolute. Ah, it's the kind with very little experience and hasn't opened yet."

Jiang Zhihan pursed his lips, "I believe you, you are a doctoral supervisor in this regard."

Feng Chengen laughed, "I don't rely on theoretical knowledge, it's purely practical experience, practical experience."

Jiang Zhihan withdrew his gaze and said to Feng Chengen: "I almost forgot something. Xiao Gu mentioned it the night before yesterday when he called, saying that Zhongzhou now seems to be planning to build a new cable-stayed bridge in Shijiaba, which is a joint venture with Lihe Group. He asked if you have any channels to inquire in advance. Where might the specific location be? Has he mentioned it to you?"

Feng Chengen said ah, and after a long time he seemed to come back to his senses, saying, "Zhihan, you can do it. You can stop it if you say it! Daoyi is good. What did you say just now?"

Jiang Zhihan said: "The incident of Lihe Group investing in the bridge repair

Feng Chengen said, "Wangshan mentioned to me, I'm looking for someone. Does he want to make a big fuss?"

Jiang Zhihan said: "As long as there is a clear message, it will be in the interest of Mr. Gu."

Feng Chengen nodded absent-mindedly, and suddenly tsk twice, "This old pervert."

Jiang Zhihan turned his head and saw that the old Mr. Guo was holding the woman's wrist with one hand, and his face was very wrinkly smiling. The sun shone on his bright forehead, and it was shiny. Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but frown.

Feng Chengen shook his head and said disdainfully: "This old pervert has no preparation and no interest. He can grab it when he reaches out and wants to go with saliva. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really untasteful."

While speaking, the woman somehow had already struggled out of Guo Bald's palm. She still squeezed out a smile and seemed to say something. Before Guo could react, she turned around and walked back. She thrust her chest, raised her chin slightly, and her steps were a little quick, but she did not make an escape gesture.

She walked to the door, put the tray on the counter, and continued to walk towards the door. She walked two steps in the net, but was stopped by a person. The person Jiang Zhihanji is also from the Shen family, and it seems to be named Shen Yongqian. He heard that his name is probably from Shen Bingcheng, but he seems to be much older, at least in his early forties.

The woman and Shen Yongqian were talking quietly at the door, with some bright red color remaining on their faces.

Feng Chengen suddenly said, "Do you want to make a bet? Will she leave?"

Jiang Zhihan looked at it for a while and said in his nose, "I bet she won't leave."

Feng Chengen raised his eyebrows, "Oh. Are you so sure?"

Jiang Zhihan smiled a little sarcastically, "Beauties also have to eat. It is a last resort to bowing their backs for five dou of rice."

Feng Chengen sneered, "I like girls who bow their waists for five dou of rice."

Jiang Zhihan looked at him, "Wait a minute, you can save her from Mr. Guo's claws. Maybe you can have both physical and mentality."

Feng Chengen smiled meaningfully, "I only like to be a conqueror. Savior?. I heard from Wangshan that that is your hobby."

After the words came, the girl turned around and walked back from the door. She turned her back to Shen Yongqian, lowered her head and looked at her toes, took a deep breath, exhaled, raised her head, with a little stubbornness and a little self-pity in her expression. The next moment, she saw a very young man looking at her with a smile, and there seemed to be a bit ridiculous in her eyes."

The buffet was dispersed, and a group of people moved to a big house next to it.”

Shen Yongqian asked with a smile: "Dr. Guo, after eating, do you want to dance and digest it later?"

The surname Guo shook his head. "I can't dance anymore. That's the entertainment for young people like them. I prefer singing."

Shen Yongqian smiled and said, "It happened that we just entered a Japanese Kara Hung system, and the sound was pretty good. Wait a moment, Mr. Guo will come to check it out for us."

Feng Chengen held a cocktail and stood in a corner behind the sand with Jiang Zhihan. Looking at Guo Dong and Chen Yongqian leaning against their heads and saying private words, he smiled and said to Jiang Zhihan: "Haha. The old pervert seems to be really moved today."

Jiang Zhihan asked with the flow: "You are very familiar with him?"

Feng Chengen said: "Don't look at him sometimes being vulgar and lustful when he starts a business. He used to be an assistant to my uncle, but later he went out to do it himself, from scratch to something, and made a big stall. My uncle said that he has a good eye for following the trend, and he does a good job in the sales network, and doing business is a rare talent."

As he was talking, he heard that Guo Dong was greeting everyone and surrounded him.

Mr. Guo probably drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and even his bare forehead was red. He pointed at Feng Chengen and said in Hong Kong-style Mandarin: "Jishan, I just talked to Mr. Shen about your father and uncle, and you know about your uncle's famous romantic and elegant thing back then?"

Feng Chengen smiled and said, "What you said is probably the matter of Miss Hong Kong?"

Mr. Guo laughed, "I heard that you have a lot of legacy in your uncle, but you don't look like your father. Sure enough

Feng Chengen said with a slight interest: "I have heard of it probably. Unlike Mr. Guo who was a person who came here in person, he knew everything clearly."

Mr. Guo nodded proudly. Although he was just a sales manager back then, he was not qualified to visit him in person. After hearing this, he still felt relieved. He looked around and felt a little waving. He asked, "You don't know, right?"

Several people laughed intriguedly, "We all pricked up our ears and were listening."

Mr. Guo said: "I remember back then, Mr. Feng celebrated his birthday for Mr. Wan, the chairman of the board of directors of Wantuo Group. He was at the most famous Qiansha Road Club in the mountains. Anyone who attended the audience picked up any one. "Everyone stomped his feet, Hang Seng would shake a few trembling characters, Li Zhongsheng of Li Huansheng, Phuket Zhang Huangsheng, and Mao Yiqing of Xingdu. Ah, no one is a common person on the wealth list. That day, not many people were invited, and only more than twenty seats were served. When the big banquet ended, there was a table left and I continued to drink tea and talk. The characters at this table were either Long Zi and Long Sun, or Commercial giants, and any person was a regular visitor seen in the newspaper." Mr. Guo probably drank a little high, and his mouth was sprayed out when he spoke, but he didn't notice it. Immersed in the memories, for a moment. He even believed that he was one of the table.

Guo said: "After talking about the important things, we naturally have to talk about some romance. Since ancient times, heroes must have a match for beauty. The three women invited that day were all famous leaders. The first one is the famous social flower in Hong Kong, the second one is the famous singer in the local area and even Taiwan and Southeast Asia. This third one is even more amazing.

Jiang Zhihan lowered his head and laughed in his heart. It was really a big loss to the storytelling industry.

Mr. Guo said again: "Who is it? It was the third place in the selection of Miss Hong Kong the year before, the most photogenic lady. Back then, she did not choose Miss Shanghai SIPG, how many people spoke for her? How many newspapers said that the judges took the black money and praised the other Miss Zhou."

The thin black man who was pimping in Feng Chengen opened his mouth and said a name, "You are not talking about her, are you?"

Guo Dong shook his head, "Why isn't it? She is a famous pure jade girl in the market. That night, the other two women were eager to drink, but the jade girl was holding some posture. When Mr. Feng saw it, he felt a little unhappy. So he did an elegant thing that Hong Kong's Fengyue world had been talking about for many years."

Guo Dong looked around and two people said with interest. "Only those in that circle know about such things, how can we know about them? Guo Dong said it quickly, let's open our eyes."

Guo Dong smiled and said, "Mr. Feng told the photogenic lady that he paid 200,000 Hong Kong dollars and asked her to sing a happy birthday song for Mr. Wan, right here. It's on the table."

The thin black man exclaimed, "Two hundred thousand a song! It's still the same 200 thousand this year."

Mr. Guo said: "Not? But Mr. Feng said that he had a special request, hoping that Miss Zhu could take off her top and sing."

Hearing the uproar around him, Mr. Guo nodded proudly, "Then he and Sister Bu blushed. He stood up and wanted to leave. Mr. Feng was not busy either. He said 300,000, 400,000, 500,000, and 600,000...

Mr. Guo took a sip of wine and looked at the sky. It seemed to be remembering the past, "Finally, Mr. Feng said softly. One million, one price, you only have one chance, you should know to cherish... Then, hahaha, hahaha

Feng Chengen looked back at Jiang Zhihan and said in a low voice: "I was wrong. The old guy is not moved. He is full and warm and thoughtful."
Chapter completed!