Chapter 567： Draw my heart in your palm

Mime private 567

Rong Jinghan glanced back, and suddenly took a pillow and placed it between Wen Xi and He Yan, and talked to Wen Xi as he put it on. It was all insignificant questions.

As he talked, he would always hold his glasses and purs his lips. The little unconfident movements and the care in his eyes are like a kind and honest person who secretly loves others.

As an actor, Wen Xi admired Rong Jinghan's acting skills from the bottom of his heart. If she didn't know his nature in advance, she would never have thought that he would dominate Rongshi in the future.

She answered a few words at random, but did not speak.

When the car slowly moved forward and Rong Jinghan looked straight ahead, she turned her head and looked at He Yan, pursing her lips and smiling.

He winks his eyebrows to convey information, and laughs at Rong Jinghan being deceived by He Yan.

He Yan understood what she meant, her eyes were doting, her left eye wink, and there was a warm smile on her handsome face.

Wen Xi leaned against the back of the chair with his face sideways, and asked with his lips: Why are you here?

His hand stretched out from behind the middle pillow, and when Wen Xi saw it, he stretched out his hand quietly.

The hands of the two were held together under the cover of the pillows, and their slender fingers were entwined with each other, warming each other.

Wen Xi watched his eyes and slowly relaxed his body and mind.

After a while, his hand spread out her hand, slowly drawing horizontally and vertically in his palm.

Wen Xi quietly felt his fingers, and three words immediately appeared in his mind: task.

She was puzzled and asked with her lips cautiously: What about the founding building?

He took Chun and shook his head, followed by a few words with his fingers: That matter is solved.

Then he asked her a question: Is the injury completely healed?

Wen Xi nodded and said silently, "I have a lot to say to you."

He held his palm and smiled at her.

At this moment, when the car stopped at traffic lights, Rong Jinghan looked back.

Even so, the two of them did not let go of their hands, and only covered them with a pillow.

Rong Jinghan's gaze was locked on Wen Xi's face, "Manager, do you want to sit in the front? It's better to sit in the front for motion sickness."

"Mr. Rong, the red light has passed." He Yan said.

Wen Xi lowered his head and smiled when he heard the slight displeasure in his voice.

How do you feel that Rong Jinghan is a bit pitiful.

"No, I only have the color of motion sickness, not the seat of motion sickness."

"That's fine, but if there is any discomfort, remember to tell me." His tone is very intimate, like a brother talking to a sister, and it has a little more flavor than that kind of feeling.

He Yan's eyes deepened.

Ten minutes later, the group arrived in front of the forest park.

He Yan opened the door for Wen Xi, and was gently pushed aside by Rong Jinghan in the next second, taking his original position.

Rong Jinghan said to him, "Xiaosu, you go buy a ticket first."

He Yan looked at this man who was about five centimeters shorter than him, his eyes were deep and calm, and he slowly raised his lips, "Okay."

He went to line up.

After he left, Rong Jinghan turned and said to Wen Xi, "Cousin, I think this Vice President Xu meant to embarrass you. This is your first negotiation. To be honest, I suggest you make a small step. According to my experience, the price he asks is not bad, not to the point where the lion opens his mouth. Our company does not lack such a little bit, but as long as it is connected to this channel, it is equivalent to opening the Haicheng market completely for us. , The profit is very substantial, and grandma will understand you by then."

"Besides, the first time you negotiate, you can't end in failure. As far as I know, he will meet with people from two other companies in the past two days. We need to start first."