"Have you found out?" Song Sheng took a cigarette and asked his men.

His subordinates respectfully handed over some photos. Song Sheng pressed the cigarette end out in the ashtray, took the photos and looked through them.

The people in the picture are bright mirrors, but the angles are all candid. However, even this death angle and high paste filter still can not stop the inherent noble temperament of girls.

"First class Chinese merchants?" Song Sheng's face showed a smile that he was determined to win.

"It seems that even God is helping me.".

"Let Baigou come to see me."

The man hesitated: "brother dog, he... Is ill."

"Sick?" Song Sheng frowned, "what kind of climate can it become if the chain falls off at the critical time."

The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Sir, this woman is evil. Brother dog suffered a great loss in her hand. I think..."

Gently remind him that the man can't move.

However, Song Sheng, who was on the brain of the sperm bug, couldn't hear it at all. His mind was full of the girl's frowns and smiles. He couldn't wait for a moment.

"If I can't see her tonight, don't come to see me."

When the subordinate thought of something, he immediately said, "Sir, you have an appointment with President Han tonight."

Song Sheng's face sank.

He lost a lot of money in the stock market and secretly misappropriated the company's funds. Now the gap is getting bigger and bigger. He had to sell a chemical company under his name to cover the gap.

It should have been done years ago. Han Ya went abroad to talk about business, so he had to make an appointment tonight.

Now there is more and more pressure on the company. If his father finds out that he has misappropriated funds, he would not like to see him. I'm afraid he will be even more disappointed in him.

He doesn't want the inheritance to fall into the hands of song Hanqing.

Song Sheng thought for a moment. Meier can't run away, but the capital is imminent.

"Then tomorrow night."

The men had no way to say anything, so they retreated obediently.

Song Sheng picked up his mobile phone and took a look. Many missed calls came from Zhao ninghan.

Zhao ninghan, who lost her child, also lost her final value to him.

——

"Xiao Ye, this is all the information of Yali group. Please have a look."

In the five-star hotel suite, Ye Jian respectfully handed over the tablet.

Lord Xiao just wants to see the eldest lady and find a high sounding reason. It's hard enough to keep going all the way.

"Shengmi Chemical Co., Ltd.?" Ran Tengxiao frowned.

Ye Jian replied, "Yali group is engaged in import and export trade and maintains a benign cooperative relationship with many companies. Among them, Shengmi group is a chemical company mainly producing spices, medicine and so on. Yali group exports overseas."

This time, Xiao ye came to Jingzhou to find an excuse to buy. He was on his way.

Although the Yali group is small in scale, it has deep qualifications, wide contacts and great development space. Xiaoye wants to develop the industry in Jingzhou. Yali group is a good start.

The ran family has the largest harbor wharf and transport fleet in Jiangzhou. If the logistics channel from Jingzhou to Jiangzhou is opened and the industrial chain is upgraded, it will be of great benefit to both sides.

Although it is said to be on the way, when you think about it carefully, Ye Jian admires it.

"Lord Xiao, Shengmi will be sold to Yali group soon. It will be a company in the future."

Ran Tengxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers brushed the screen and turned page by page.

"Does PMK (capsaicin methyl ketone), which produces spices and pesticides, have an export license?"

Ye Jian was stunned: "I'll check it immediately."

PMK is a raw material for drug production, which is strictly controlled by the customs. It seems that Xiaoye sees the problem.

This matter can be big or small. Some time ago, the shipping group had a case of walking s, which touched the bottom line of Xiao Ye and ordered Lin Feng to immediately picket and supervise the reform.

The larger the group, the more employees, the harder it is to control.

Thousands of miles of dikes are destroyed in ant nests.

As Ye Jian was about to leave, ran Tengxiao stopped him: "deal with those rumors on the Internet. I don't want to see any negative things related to her."

He can't bear the generosity of the mirror.

Ye Jian should be right away and hurried away to deal with it.

Landing outside the window, the sun slanted on him at two o'clock in the afternoon, and ran Tengxiao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Jingzhou's forces are complex, and he should not intervene.

But he just wanted to be able to protect her when the storm came.

That's it.

——

"Mr. Han, are you taking advantage of people's danger? Why did the agreed price suddenly change again?"

Song Sheng held back his anger and stared at the woman opposite.

The shrewd and agile strong woman sighed when she heard the speech: "President song, you know, now the control is strict, and I have to manage up and down. This is not a small expense. Please be considerate of me. You still have a family background. I started from scratch. In order to tell you the truth, I have mortgaged all my houses."

Song Sheng's face was not worried: "I haven't done you less good these years. It's time for you to vomit some."

Han Ya said reluctantly, "President song, it's unkind of you to say so. Over the years, our two companies have cooperated for mutual benefit and win-win results. We take the benefits together, of course..."

With a smile: "the pot is also carried together. Mr. song can't think of leaving me alone. I won't follow."

The delicate tone makes people feel goose bumps.

"What do you want?"

"General manager song will reconsider my conditions and give me a call after making it clear."

Han Ya put on her sunglasses, picked up her bag and left with high heels in Song Sheng's angry eyes.

Out of the restaurant, the mobile phone suddenly rang. Han Ya took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID. her expression immediately became respectful.

"Mr. Lin, Hello, the signing of the contract. OK, OK, do you think it will be done at noon the day after tomorrow? OK, I will prepare wine and vegetables at that time and wait for Mr. Lin."

Hang up the phone, Han Ya hissed, looked back at the direction of the restaurant, and a sneer crossed her eyes.

No one wants to get off this broken ship before she gets off.

Han Ya opened the ticket app and bought a non-stop ticket to foreign countries the night after tomorrow.

——

The custom of the second day of junior high school is to go back to your mother's house.

Ji Rouen got up early in the morning and ordered Huaiqing to put her prepared gift into the trunk of the car.

Ginseng, Cordyceps sinensis, nutritional products, imported pure milk... All kinds of gifts can't be stuffed in the trunk.

Ji Rouen specially took out her war robe, a white mink coat, which was very boastful, but she didn't know it. She looked in the mirror and went out.

When the thin lotus leaf at the door saw it, he was speechless for a while.

Leng Buding sounded a cold voice: "are you going to your mother's house or show? Change it for me quickly."

Ji Rouen glanced at the thin jade slips: "I won't change it."

Bo Yujian didn't bother to talk to her. When she thought of something, she suddenly frowned: "isn't this true?"

Ji Rouen touched the smooth fur happily and said complacently, "of course..."

Bo Lianye tried to wink at her. Fortunately, Ji Rouen was not stupid. He immediately reacted and changed his voice: "of course it's fake. Can you afford to buy it for me with your salary?"

With a cold hum, Bo Yujian took the lead in getting on the bus.

Thin lotus leaf reluctantly said: "Mom, my father's identity, you wear this is to recruit black for him. You'd better change it."

"What's wrong? What clothes my relatives wear depends on his face? What kind of atmosphere." Ji Rouen doesn't care so much. Her sister-in-law and sister-in-law are here today. What are a group of women doing together? Compare.

How could she lose out on this large-scale comparison scene a year.

Of all the sisters, only she married the best. Of course, she had to work hard to get a chance to cheer up once a year.

Ji Rouen touched the pearl string, gold and jade necklace in her neck. When she was about to go out, she suddenly smiled when she saw someone coming.

"Xiangyue, did you come to see ah Jiang? Unfortunately, she is ill these days."

"Sister-in-law." Men smile and nod, excellent cultivation.

The black coat made the man look thinner and whiter. There was a pair of Phnom Penh eyes on the bridge of his nose. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, gentle and elegant. The dimples on his lips added a bit of approachable temperament to him.

In Ji Rouen's eyes, no man in the world can match his brother-in-law in terms of appearance and temperament. Professor Liu is not inferior. The feng shui of the Bo family is really unique.

However, I'm still a little wronged with my sister-in-law.

"Let me see the old lady."

The man's words fell over her and disappeared into the movie wall.

Ji Rouen couldn't help looking back and exclaimed, "you are filial, good-looking and good at work. It's hard to find such a man with a lantern. I hope your sister-in-law can cherish it."

There is a reason why she said so. Bo Yujiang had two marriages in front of him. The first marriage lasted for half a year. The man died in a car accident. The second marriage was shorter, three months. He died in a disgraceful way. It is said that he was in the club

These two marriages have never been publicized by Bo Yujiang. Outsiders never know her marriage history. Otherwise, if a coff's hat is pressed down, she won't want to find another good family.

Liu Xiangyue has no short board. Even her family background is also a century old Haozu in Jiangzhou. If you talk about the details, only the old lady's family can be a little better.

More importantly, this man has no marriage history and is innocent and clean.

My sister-in-law can find such a man for three marriages. It's really a high climb.

Bo Lianye smiled and said, "grandma met master Kurong yesterday."

Ji Rouen immediately came to the spirit, and her eyes twinkled with the light of gossip: "didn't she want to write eight characters for two people? What was the result?"

Bo Lianye thought, "there should be no problem."

Grandma was very calm when she came out, and she couldn't see whether she was happy or unhappy.

Ji Rouen tutted: "it seems that the family is going to be busy."

Being impatient, Bo Yujian lowered the window and said, "I can't go yet."

Ji Rouen hurried into the car with Bo Lianye.

At noon, Mrs. Liu kissed his son and told him not to go away. She was glad to see him kiss his son in the kitchen.

"Although I have children and women, I'm not as considerate as you. I'm devoted to my work one by one. I don't even have time to eat with my old woman."

"Big brother and second brother are industry leaders. I'm really not good enough. Don't make fun of me, old lady."

The old lady smiled and shook her head: "you are too modest. Don't belittle yourself."

"My lesson is."

Huai Qing brought up two cups of tea and put them at the hands of the old lady and Liu Xiangyue.

Liu Xiangyue picked up the celadon tea cup and dialed the floating foam. The tea mist was dense, and her eyebrows became more and more moist.

"Old lady, a Jiang has been ill for many days. Are you better recently? I'm worried about her."

Huaiqing, standing behind the old lady, glanced at Liu Xiangyue quietly.

The old lady sighed, and her face sank with the naked eye: "to tell you the truth, ah Jiang's illness is strange. You can't see the wind and light, which makes you suffer."

Liu Xiangyue said in surprise, "what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor can't find anything. Don't forget that her second brother is a doctor."

Liu Xiangyue's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was light sorrow lingering. Although the old lady couldn't see it, she could feel it.

She slowly stretched out her hand. Seeing this, Liu Xiangyue quickly put down the tea lamp and held the old lady's hand.

A pair of muddy eyes looked at him quietly, without focus, but Liu Xiangyue could feel a force.

Who are you looking at through him?

Old lady, what are you thinking now?

"Xiangyue, you deserve a better woman. It's better to stop your marriage with ah Jiang."

A word falls, and thunder is born.

Huaiqing subconsciously looked at Liu Xiangyue's face, but saw that he was surprised first, his eyes seemed confused, and then shook his head firmly.

"Old lady, who do you think I am? No matter how serious ah Jiang's illness is, I will go down with her. Today, let me meet ah Jiang."

The old lady just shook her head. In her muddy eyes, in addition to the endless silence, she was more and more wise after years.

Liu Xiangyue had lunch with the old lady. It was not early, so he left.

When Huaiqing sent Liu Xiangyue back, she saw the old lady sitting in the rocking chair under the eaves of the corridor, quietly staring at the direction of the gate. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Huaiqing walked over with a smile: "old lady, it's windy outside. I'll take you back to your room."

The old lady suddenly asked her, "how does Liu Xiangyue compare with ah Xun?"

Huaiqing might as well ask the old lady suddenly, stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "if the young master is a pine in the snow, cold and arrogant, then Professor Liu is a thatched green bamboo, secluded and noble, and they have their own merits."

Of course, in Huaiqing's heart, of course, the young master is better, because Qingsong has also experienced the scorching sun. Then the sunny youth will remain in his memory forever.

Maybe what is lost is the best.

This is a very high evaluation. Mrs. Bo was silent for a moment.

"He's a good boy. What a pity..."

Unfortunately, Huaiqing doesn't understand.

She looked at the old lady. Today's old lady was very abnormal. No, she was very abnormal after she came back from Xiangguo Temple.

Did the old lady find anything?

——

Liu Xiangyue left Bo's house and drove to Shuiyun lane.

The old lady's birthday was coming. He thought about it and prepared to make a cheongsam for the old lady as a birthday gift.

There is a century old cheongsam shop in Shuiyun lane, which specializes in high-end customization.

When the old lady was young, she was a famous beauty in cheongsam. If she could receive cheongsam in her later years, she would like it.

The walls of the alley are covered with dead branches of vines, like the rings of years, witnessing the changes of the times day and month.

The name of the cheongsam shop is qingqingzijin. It is gentle and classical, just like the feeling of cheongsam.

Just as he stepped into the threshold, two people passed him.

"Ha ha, I can't wait to see you in cheongsam..."

The woman's voice is clear and manic, open and close, like the wind galloping freely.

The wind carries a wisp of faint fragrance, blowing across my face.

Liu Xiangyue's steps across the threshold suddenly froze. His actions were faster than consciousness, and sensibility defeated rationality. He almost couldn't wait to turn around and catch up.