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Jimo Lei turned his head to look at Bai Xiao's figure that was running in, his eyes filled with resentment, and then angrily walked away.

Hearing the voice, Wen Shaoqing suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door. Although he still maintained his composure, but the shock in his eyes could not deceive others. In fact, the moment he saw Bai Xiao, his heart still shook a lot. Because Wen Shaoqing never thought that Bai Xiao would still be here.

Seeing Bai Xiao's look of anticipation, Wen Shaoqing couldn't help but smile and nod his head.

Wen Shaoqing was startled when he saw Bai Xiao shaking her hands. She immediately stopped smiling and looked at her hands in a daze.

Bai Xiao felt Wen Shaoqing's strangeness, and thought that Wen Shaoqing was unhappy and immediately let go.

Wen Shaoqing felt the temperature of his hands gradually drop. Starting from his fingertips, he gradually felt a chill and immediately, his face darkened as he walked out of the meeting room without saying a word.

It was really strange, Bai Xiao felt that it was really strange.

… ….

In the dark corner of the coffee shop.

"What is it?" What is it? The man was slightly plump and had a full beard, making him look a bit fierce.

"Brother Li, where's my share of the money?" The woman was wearing a large hat that covered her face, which was so low that one could not see her face. One could only see her pointed chin and flaming red lips. However, one could faintly smell the pleasant fragrance of perfume when she passed by.

"What money?" You didn't manage to get things done well, but you still want money? " The man slammed his glass of water onto the table, making a clinking sound, which gave him a shock.

"Brother Li, you can't say that, right? We agreed to …" The woman braced herself, seemingly wanting to fight for her own benefits.

But before he could finish, he was interrupted by the bearded man, "I'm afraid no one knows what you've done. Take out a recorder. As long as I hand it over, I believe you won't be able to spend it even if you have the money."

"You …" Femininity knot.

"This is the recording from the last time we spoke. I want to see what you put first." The bearded man had a complacent look on his face, as if his evil scheme had succeeded.

"Alright, alright, alright... "Fine, you win." The woman stood up abruptly, picked up her bag, and walked out of the coffee shop without looking back.

… ….

"What's going on? Haven't you found out yet? " Wen Shaoqing's tone was a little impatient.

"Not yet." "Xiao Zuo was frightened by Wen Shaoqing's cold face, and he didn't know what to say. The only bidders in the round were me, Ye Jing and … "CEO you know, so it shouldn't be leaked out."

Wen Shaoqing was his assistant, whom he had followed for many years. Although they called him an assistant, the truth was that their relationship was more like that of a brother, and normally, most of his matters were known to Wen Shaoqing. As for Ye Jing, she had joined the company right after graduating, and had been by her side for a few years. She should be able to trust her, so what was the problem? Wen Shaoqing was also a little confused.

However, every single one of the prices that Ji Mo announced were all lower than those of the Summer Palace, and were only slightly lower. If they could be considered to be coincidences, Wen Shaoqing would never believe it.

"Continue checking, did you get browsed through while the materials were being handed over?" "Wen Shaoqing was still worried and told Xiao Zuo to check again. Other than that, Ji Mo Group should be intercepting our customers in the near future and we need to think of a good plan to deal with them in advance. "

Wen Shaoqing knew what Jimo Lei's reaction would be when he saw him today. From a man's point of view, there was no mistake, it was a gaze that was similar to his, like a wolf's or tiger's. This kind of possessive, aggressive gaze made Wen Shaoqing very unhappy.

Ever since Bai Xiao had left, Summer Palace and Ji Mo had been fighting to the death. Therefore, this time would not be an exception.

… ….

The weekend's sunshine was wonderful. It was warm, warm, and it passed through layers of yellowing ginkgo leaves. It was split into small strands, like golden threads, that scattered all over the ground.

Bai Xiao decided to take Ran Ran out for a stroll and also buy a few thick clothes.

"Ran Ran, how about this?" Bai Xiao held onto a pink, fluffy dress, comparing it to her body. Ran Ran tilted her head to look at them for a good while, then looked at the furry pink colored dress that she was holding, unsure of which to pick.

Ye Zichen frowned, as if he was having a hard time thinking about it.

Bai Xiao couldn't help but laugh as she saw this. She reached out to pinch Ran Ran's pink cheeks and was extremely happy.

However, Bai Xiao still squatted down to educate her children. She shouldn't be too greedy and could only take her favorite item. Although Bai Xiao was not lacking in money right now, she had never wasted it either. Teaching children was just a matter of effort, trying to open up their minds as much as possible, so that they would not be overly greedy.

Therefore, our little friend, Bai Ran Ran, thought about it and said, "Let's do this." He chose the furry dress he had chosen. Kids had their own ideas, it was fine if they liked it.

"Are you sure about this?" Bai Xiao confirmed one last time.

"Xiaoxiao?" An incredulous voice could be heard.

Bai Xiao turned her head, "Peng Peng? "Why are you here?" Bai Xiao had actually met her good friend here, Wu Pengpeng. However, ever since Bai Xiao had left, she had not seen her for a long time, she did not expect to actually meet her here today.

"I'm working." Wu Pengpeng raised the camera in her hand and looked at Bai Xiao.

"Work? A photographer? " Bai Xiao asked with a smile.

"No, I'm now a daily reporter for Beijing Daily."

"A reporter?" Bai Xiao had a face full of disbelief.

When they were in school, the teacher asked everyone to write about what they wanted to do the most in the future. Everyone had written about the job that they wanted to do the most, but only Peng Peng had written about the job that they did not want to do, which was being a journalist. When her teacher asked her why, she also explained that it was because the reporters these days only knew how to follow the crowd and write as they pleased.

It was precisely because Peng Peng was different from others in writing, that was why Bai Xiao could remember everything clearly. Now that Peng Peng had actually become a reporter, that was why she was so shocked.

"Eh, who is this ball?" Peng Peng pointed curiously at Ran Ran who was squatting on the ground tying his shoelaces.

"This is my daughter, Ran Ran." Bai Xiao introduced them generously.

"Daughter? "Xiaoxiao, you're married?" Peng Peng's face was full of shock, "You actually didn't call me after getting married." She was indeed a reporter, and she immediately grasped the crux of the problem.