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Chapter 1947 International Africa (Month)

[Gu Juexi's bitch's cafe on the third floor of the mall, come on - Could it be]

[No, compared to you, Gu Juexi is no longer a bitch. - Could it be]

After sending the text message, he put his cell phone on the table and watched the man opposite take off his sunglasses and still wear his baseball cap.

It's Ding Junqi.

Ding Junqi pushed the documents in her hand over, pressed her voice and said, "These are several designers who have better decoration designs that I have sorted out before, and there are several large real estate companies below, and the bosses of these companies are all pretty good."

Mayfa reached out and took it over, opened it and looked at it.

Ding Junqi held her hands and covered her face, "Feifei, why did you suddenly want information about these people?"

May he flipped through the information and said lightly: "I plan to visit them and then sign the decoration contract for their property in the next three years."

Ding Junqi's eyes were incredible.

"What did you say?"

After reading it, I kept all the information in my mind, "I decided to take action. Since they don't give me a way out, don't blame me for being rude. They want to take away the company's designers, so I will make up for it myself. They want to take away the company's customers. I have a way to make up for a better customer source than those people. Threat me? They are worthy of it!"

The last sentence, may she be extremely arrogant, but she has the capital for arrogance.

I don’t remember what happened when Ding Junqi first met, but he remembered how terrifying this sister was when she went crazy, and her life was in her palms.

He knew about what happened in the company recently and was worried about May F. However, he did not expect that last night, he suddenly went to him to ask him for information about the designer and real estate company.

Now, in everyone's eyes, it is a dish bun with no ability. Ding Jiaqi and Ding Haobei are waiting to see her good show, waiting for Ding to easily get Ding's hand once they get the official seal. Even if they can't get the official seal, they can easily take Ding's design talents and customers. If these two people take them away, it will be equivalent to destroying Ding's group.

But once the vegetable bun fights back, it is the most terrifying thing, because no one is prepared for it.

"Fefei, what blow did you suffer?" Ding Junqi looked at her sister curiously. Could it be that he was really looking at the attitude of scrambling to die at the beginning.

Could it be that he raised his eyebrows slightly, and still stepped on the stool with one foot, supporting his chin with one hand, "I just think that the mouse is too arrogant, and someone will always teach them what it means to be complacent."

"I always thought that you could only speak with your fists." This is from my elder brother's comment.

May he still looked lazy and put the documents into the larger bag he brought today, so that he could prevent Qian Yikun from seeing it.

"Yes, I thought I could always speak with my fists." Could it be that I was a little sad.

Ding Junqi is going to reexamine her own sister this time, "Those people will not easily sign decoration to us a medium-sized company. After all, there are too many decoration companies better than us."

"Whether to sign a contract depends on who the designer is?" And whether she is an international one? Unfortunately, she used to like to scare celebrities, such as celebrities, business celebrities, and designers.

Ding Junqi shrugged slightly. Could it be that the designers he wanted were all internationally level. Gu Juexi went to invite him, maybe it was possible, but could it be-
Chapter completed!
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