Chapter 173

On a midsummer afternoon, a high-end golf club.

"Tut Tut, your possessiveness is the same as before." Mr. Su was lying on the sofa with her legs up, her fingers sliding very fast through the photos on the tablet computer. "Only Han Zhiyu can accept it?"

Lu also across the French window looking at the green grass outside, lazy brow slightly congealed, "do you have any opinion?"

"How dare I have an opinion?" Su always pick eyebrows, put the tablet aside, "just stand in the perspective of an outsider to remind you, extreme things will reverse, you still don't force her too close. Otherwise, you'll suffer? "

Lu also closed his eyes slightly and moved his thin lips gently. "It's not my turn to be guided by a bachelor how to fall in love?"

The smooth sentence was full of irony, which directly blocked the silence of President su.

Why, is single guilty!

Of course, he can't directly open a contract. After all, his company still has a project worth several hundred million in negotiation with him.

So president Su could only drink a mouthful of wine and looked out of the window. There were several more people on the court in the distance.

Several men, as well as Han Zhiyu.

He put the tablet aside, a bit jokingly, "if one day Han Zhiyu really derailed, what are you going to do?"

"I won't let that happen." Lu's eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on the lawn.

"Love her so much?" Mr. Su laughs and doesn't believe in everlasting love.

"You said it?" Lu is also light eyes floating over, but give people an invisible sense of oppression.

Mr. Su stood up, loosened his shirt collar, and hung his lips with a smile. "I just want to enjoy love and get married, but I don't want to get into trouble at present. You slowly lie here and I'll play two strokes. "

On the lawn, Han Bingjun just put down his club, then pointed to his partner, general manager Wu, and said to Han Zhiyu, "I used to play two strokes with general manager Wu."

He brought her here not to be a vase that she could only see but not touch.

"Why don't you move?" Han Bingjun saw her standing and frowned.

"I will not." Han Zhiyu is not hot or cold.

It turns out that this is what Han Bingjun said. If she had known that, she would never have come here.

But Mr. Wu didn't mind. After hearing Han Zhiyu's words, he laughed, turned and walked back, handed the club to the caddie, "it's OK, it's OK, I'm tired anyway."

Han Bingjun immediately egged on Han Zhiyu, "go to the ice water, let Mr. Wu quench his thirst."

She doesn't have any obstacles. As long as it's serious, she doesn't mind cooperating here.

But Mr. Wu seems a little embarrassed, because he knows that the graceful beauty in front of him is not a nobody, but the Department Manager of Han's group.

"Mr. Han, don't bother Miss Han. Let others go."

"How could it be trouble?" Han Bingjun looked at Han Zhiyu, continued to smile and said to general manager Wu, "it's just a water. It's not a big deal. Besides, Zhiyu heard that I asked Mr. Wu to play golf. I'm sorry to come here. If I don't help, she won't dare to talk to you. "

Han Zhiyu just wanted to roll his eyes, thinking about how Han Bingjun lied. His face was not red and his heart was not beating. It was terrible!

"So..." After listening to the expression, Mr. Wu felt a little relieved. As a result, the towel handed by the caddie wiped his hands, and then he looked at Han Zhiyu's eyes with a good feeling.

Seeing this, Han Bingjun thought about it and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Wu, I think you are tired too. It's better to have a rest first."

Mr. Wu said with a smile, "I think so, too."

As soon as he left, Han Bingjun said to Han Zhiyu, "go to the waiters and ask them to bring you a fruit tray and send it to him. It's said that you picked the fruit yourself."

Han Zhiyu frowned, "what do you mean?"

"Zhiyu, today our main task is to win the customer of general manager Wu." Han Bingjun said to her solemnly: "although the last cross-border cooperation case failed, the loss of the company was not small. Don't you ignore it?"

Han Zhiyu pursed her lips and said indifferently, "my responsibility is caused, of course, I will not ignore it. At that time, I could not sell myself for the benefit of the company. "

What she said was firm, without the slightest concession.

Han Bingjun was stunned and then said helplessly, "who let you sell yourself? It's just a fruit plate. What do you think about?"

"Is it really just fruit trays?" Han Zhiyu's face was filled with suspicion.

"Even if you want to, you have to see if Mr. Wu is willing or not." Han Bingjun sank his face and urged, "send it quickly, don't dawdle here."

Han Zhiyu's face changed slightly, then turned around and walked towards the room with a cold hum.

Now she just wants to finish delivering the ghost's fruit tray quickly and leave directly.

When Han Bingjun saw that Han Zhiyu had left, he picked up his mobile phone and lowered his figure. "Are you ready?"I don't know what the other end of the phone said, he nodded with satisfaction, "what about the reporter?"

After a while, Han Bingjun smile with satisfaction, "OK, I know."

He's just hung up. He's going to follow up himself.

A lazy tall man came to this side and saw him lift his lips, "Mr. Han?"

As soon as Han Bingjun stopped, he saw president Su's casual sweatshirt, which seemed to be playing.

"Long time no see." Su always looked at him with a smile, "just feel bored, how about Han always accompany me to play a game?"

He gave a embarrassed smile, "I..."

"No face?" President Su raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not OK, play with that one. "

Anyway, everything over there is ready, and he doesn't have to watch it himself.

If there is any problem, someone will call him.

Thinking of this, maybe it's more appropriate to spend some time playing with President su.

On the other hand, Han Zhiyu went to the rest room with a fruit tray and two drinks.

In this kind of high-end club, the rest room for VIP is a separate compartment.

People who don't come here are generally dignified. Wu always has no reason to mess with her here.

"Over there." After the waiter took her there, the people in the rest room pointed out a room for her, and Han Zhiyu went there.

The waiter who came on her behalf was a little surprised, "is Wu always there? As I remember, Mr. Wu didn't seem to be that one. "

The person in charge of the rest room took a look at him, "you go out. Mr. Wu changed rooms just now."

"So it is." The waiter didn't doubt him, and nodded out.

Han Zhiyu knocked on the door and found that it was not locked.

Two knocks and a straight push.

When she went in, she put the fruit tray and drinks on the table by the door, "Mr. Wu, I'll take the fruit..."

In the middle of the speech, she stood still.

In the magnificent and spacious rest room, the man on the bench suddenly opens his eyes.

Obsidian like eyes, open the moment like a magnet fixed on her body.

Her heart stopped for a moment, and her eyes looked at him without blinking.

How can it be? It's Lu!