Dote on the little wife of hundreds of billions

"Let's get to know each other from today." The man smiled and stretched out his hands, "I'm Xie Cheng, nice to meet Miss Xia."

Xia Chiyu stretched out his hand mechanically and shook Xie Cheng's hand slightly, "Hello, Xia Chiyu."

Both of them remained polite and just shook hands slightly before letting go. Xie Cheng smiled, "Does Miss Xia have a male companion for tonight's reception?"

Reception?

Why doesn't she know about this?
Seeing that Xia Chiyu still looked puzzled, Xie Cheng hurriedly said, "If not, I wonder if Miss Xia can show her face?"

After making an invitation gesture, Xia Chiyu could only shake his head, "I'm not prepared."

After what happened yesterday, Xia Chiyu now really knows that alcohol is a harmful thing, especially the unknown man in front of him.

She is afraid.

"It's understandable." Xie Cheng didn't care. "Miss Xia, let's think about it. After all, there is no one more suitable than me."

It's not that Xie Cheng is narcissistic, this is his conclusion after seeing all the same sex on board.

Although this face is not very suave, it is more than enough to compare with them.

Xia Chiyu could only smile, looked to the side and bid farewell to Xie Cheng.

It turned out that Gu Yuan's boss was such a person.

It's not as bad as what Gu Yuan said, at least he's still a little wary of others, but he's a bit hard to figure out Gu Yuan's attitude.

Xia Chiyu was blowing the wind alone on the cruise ship, and Song Huanlin saw Xia Chiyu's skirt flying when he came out of the room.

Standing at the door and looking at Xia Chiyu's back, he wanted to step forward but felt a little scared.

The badge that man took out that day was an organization he couldn't afford to mess with.

Now Xia Chiyu is alone, Song Huanlin thinks of the current scene of the Song family, and has to work hard for his own future. As long as he gets the shares in Xia Chiyu's hands, everything will go smoothly.

"Mr. Xia."

The moment Xia Chiyu turned his head and looked at Song Huanlin, the hand holding the railing exerted a little strength.

If this man dares to do something today, she will definitely use all the kung fu she has learned for so many years on him to let him know what the color of the mountain flowers is.

"Mr. Song."

"Looking at the scenery alone?"

Xia Chiyu turned around and stood aside, "I just took Mr. Song's medicine, and I'm already much better. Such a beautiful scenery, I can't let it down."

The politeness between words is another way of saying it.

Song Huanlin looked towards the sea with his hands behind his back. Just as he was about to explain what happened in the bar, he heard a familiar male voice.

"Miss Xia, it really is fate."

Xie Cheng came from the deck and saw the action of returning Lin from a distance. Xia Chiyu leaned against the railing. These two men are not very good people.

"When a ship meets, how can it be called fate?"

Deliberately opening the distance, Xia Chiyu looked down at the deck, not noticing the lightning and thunder in the eyes of the two men at all.

"This is Mr. Song, right?" Xie Cheng stretched out his hand, "Jiu Yang."

The scene of that night flashed in Song Huanlin's mind, and he looked at Xie Cheng repeatedly to confirm that his eyes were right.

"you are?"

"Xie Cheng." Xie Cheng handed over his business card, "Cheng Yuan's CEO."

executive CEO?

Cheng Yuan?

Xia Chiyu's shocked eyes widened a lot. He just lost a good opportunity to seize the cooperation.