Chapter 29

At this time, the dishes were on the table one after another. Without saying a word from the beginning to the end, joss watched President Chen and Jing chihan push the cup and talk about the latest news. It seemed that they were just talking about the past, not business.

Wait until half of a meal, two people's topic, as if to get to business.

"It's said that Jing's intention is to compete for the piece of land going up the mountain recently, which is relatively barren. Does Jing plan to build buildings there? I'm afraid the traffic is not convenient. " Mr. Chen said this with the intention of inquiring. At the auction a few days later, the land was open to the public. There were only a few small companies coming and going to bid for it, and the king's firm was in it. It was really eye-catching.

Jing zhehan twists the wine cup in his hand and sips it gently. There is no so-called way: "just looking at the cheap, I bought it. It's useless now. Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Mr. Chen probably drank too much and talked too much: "now we have changed our leadership. No one knows what the new policy is like. At that time, maybe we need to develop some wasteland."

Joss listened and caught some information.

The case she is in charge of is within the scope of planning. I'm afraid it can't be dredged. It's hard to see.

Joss was a little reluctant. She let out her breath, stood up and said sorry, "I'll go to the bathroom." With that, he went out of the box with his head buried.

As soon as she left, Mr. Chen put down her glass and looked at Jing chihan with a smile: "brother Jing, I said that you are so nice. You want to chat with me because of the young lady just now. Why is she an employee of your company? Who cares about that piece of land? "

"Well."

"Rare." Mr. Chen was surprised with a smile: "for so many years, I've never heard of you getting close to any lady. It turned out that you were raised by your side."

"Mr. Chen, you have drunk too much."

Chen always how tongue, smile: "when I drink too much, then trouble King brother to younger brother sister said, this busy, you Chen brother can't help."

"I'll go to the bathroom." Put down the napkin, Jing chihan got up and went out of the box.

Jos washed her face in the restroom, washed away the thin foundation that she had not covered in her face, and then after a while, she managed to calm down. She just threw the tissue into the trash bin and screwed out the restroom.

As soon as she went out, she saw a man in a white shirt standing beside a potted tree outside the bathroom. He was holding his pants pocket in his hands and looking at her as if he was waiting for her.

"Mr. Jing, how did you come out?" Asked joss, blurting out.

Jing chihan didn't answer. He just looked at her and said, "that case, you have to think about a backup plan."

"Mr. Chen has refused?"

"Well."

She rubbed her eyebrows and sighed, "that's OK. I'll think of another way. Mr. Jing, I'm sorry to trouble you today. I haven't got any effect when you help me like this."

Her head drooped, and her gloomy look was especially pitiful.

Jing chihan raised his eyebrows, reached out and knocked on her head.

"Dong", very loud.

Jos didn't expect that he would hit someone suddenly. He covered his head in pain and looked at him puzzled.

Jing chihan picked up her eyebrows, lifted her chin, slowly leaned against her ear, and said in a low voice, "forget what I said? I said, never bow, unless you have no confidence in yourself

He drank a lot of wine tonight, and they are so close now. Joss can smell the faint aroma of wine between his nose. It's not very heavy, but it can't be ignored.

She said carefully, "Mr. Jing, you have drunk too much."

"Oh." He sneered. Suddenly, he leaned over slowly. The thin lip had been printed on her soft pink lips before she could react.

Two lips meet, almost for a moment, joss whole head in brush screen "lie trough".

"Honorifics for your husband? Well In her lips a hard, he against the tip of her nose, deep way.

Jos: "it's..."

Jos's heart almost stopped beating now. Her mind was blank, and her body froze as if she had been punctured.

Jingche coldly hooked her lips, put her warm palm on her back, and pressed her into his arms. His temperature, through the cloth, almost burned her skin.

He put his chin to her head and whispered in her ear, "Jos, you're my wife. You're already my wife. So don't make me unhappy when you talk later. "