Tang Qing found it hard to say.

If this man is not following her, it can really be called evil fate!

Rong Bo stood at the door of the house and looked at it suspiciously. Tang Qing was a little embarrassed and walked back to the house with a crutch on his back.

Looking at the woman's back, Hongmao couldn't help but poke Xu Zhiyuan's arm: "I said, this is really fate."

One morning, they visited hundreds of stalls, and finally decided on the family. They were going to come back to sign the contract. Unexpectedly, it was the neighbor of the woman!

In his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised. Could this delicate little woman be Xu Zhiyuan's true daughter? Otherwise, how could he not have such an affair.

Xu Zhiyuan stands in the spot and looks at Tang Qing's back. At the moment, he has a wonderful feeling in his heart. Is there really fate in this world? In just a few days, I met the same woman three times. Now I even know the door of someone else's house.

If it wasn't for these times that he had chosen to find out, he almost thought it was the design of the other party's hard to get.

Rong Bo looked at them hesitantly and asked, "do you know Miss Tang?"

"What's her name?" Xu Zhiyuan said

"Tang Qing. Her name is Tang Qing. " Jung asked curiously, "what's the matter? They have lived here for several years. They are very responsible. They should not do anything bad. Are there any misunderstandings between you? "

Between words, Tang Qing was very well protected.

For years

Xu Zhiyuan pondered in the bottom of his heart and couldn't help thinking, this is really fate! He had this idea in his heart, and his feeling for Tang Qing was a little different. He thought of the bright and alert eyes of that woman and small animal. He was a little itchy in his heart. He couldn't help but want to see her again.

He turned his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He just nodded to Rongbo with a smile. He said mildly, "it's OK. It's just that we've met a few times. Let's go into the house and sign the contract."

Tang Qing sat on the sofa, holding a pillow a little depressed.

When Xu Zhiyuan felt that there was a lot of fate between them, Tang Qing only felt that he had recently run into evil spirits. His luck was really a little bad. Should he go to worship or go to bad luck.

After a while, Rong Bo came over with several Chinese cabbage plants, put them on the corner of the door, and said to her, "Xiao Tang, these dishes are for you."

Tang Qing quickly stood up, "Rong Bo, don't give so much, how can we take so many dishes for nothing?"

She wanted to take some of them back to him, so he shook his head at her with joy: "not much, not much. Mr. Xu asked me to send them here! So you know each other? He signed a contract with me today. In the future, I don't have to set up a stall in the vegetable market. The vegetables planted on my farm and I are picked directly by their people and sent to the supermarket for sale. I will have a lot of leisure in the future. "

Xu Zhiyuan is a big customer. Rong Bo can get on line with his supermarket, and he will be at least carefree for the rest of his life.

Tang listened to him and was very happy. She hesitated and asked, "Rong Bo, now Xu, Mr. Xu, has he gone back after signing the contract? "

Rong Bo said with a smile: "not yet. He and his friends are going to live in my house for a few days. The soil and water here are good. He wants to sign a few more self-employed people."

Tang Qing's eyes are black -- what? How many more days? She felt a little uneasy at the thought of the man's Fox smile.

Should she really find a place to worship?

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Oh, it's to find a second room for qinge