If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Jiang Honghe looked at Mr. Chen, who had been silent for a while.

His face at the moment is not very good-looking.

Big men, generally do not participate in women's topics.

But no one would be happy to see their wife and daughter choked.

Jiang Honghe was trying to find an opportunity to change the subject.

Who knew that at this moment, the door was knocked.

Soon, three men in suits walked in.

This is the boss of a reflective material factory in Beihai.

It is the biggest partner of their glass factory.

So, Mr. Chen, who was sitting opposite, immediately greeted him.

"Mr. Liu, have you come here in person?"

"Mr. Chen is really polite. When I come to Beihai, I should do my best as a landlord!"

"Where is it, come and come, please take a seat, we will have a seat right away."

President Liu sat down and looked around.

His eyes suddenly froze on Feng Siruo's face.

After staring for a while, he frowned slightly, his eyes a little surprised.

But he didn't speak, turned his head and still exchanged greetings with President Chen.

It's just that his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Zhou, as if he was observing something.

Soon, the dishes were almost ready.

While eating, Jiang Zhou played finger pinching with Feng Siruo under the table.

Just to see who hurts, and whoever can't bear it, let go.

Feng Daimeng was pinched and grinned, hammering him angrily.

How can a girl's strength be stronger than a boy's.

Jiang Zhou was clearly bullying her.

However, Jiang Zhou didn't press too hard, and he released it after a while.

By the way, he took a dish and fed it to Feng Siruo's mouth.

This scene fell into Mr. Liu's eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and frightened.

After a long while, the two bosses at the table finally finished their chat.

Then they started chatting about the details of the collaboration.

But what makes Chen feel strange is that.

This Liu always leads the topic to the opposite side, intentionally or unintentionally.

for example:

"Mr. Chen, haven't you introduced the guests at this table?"

"This guy in a shirt is very energetic, and is also your company's?"

Jiang Zhou also felt puzzled.

Lao Tzu is not a beauty with long legs and thin waist.

What are you doing just staring at me without eating?

Only later did he realize that this person was actually observing Feng Siruo.

He brought the subject to himself.

In fact, he felt that he and Feng Siruo were somewhat close.

He wanted to know who he was.

That said, this person recognized Feng Siruo.

"Wife."

Feng Siruo raised a small face, and suddenly reacted: "It's not my wife!"

Jiang Zhou lowered his voice: "Do you know the person across from you?"

"know."

"Does he know you?"

Feng Siruo nodded: "Well, aunt's former driver."

Um? ? ? ?

Aunt Feng's former driver?

I rely on!

Is this the big family?

After becoming a driver, he came out to be the boss directly?

But that's not surprising.

After all, Feng Jia recruits security guards with a bachelor's degree.

Not to mention the driver who drove the eldest lady.

When such a person comes out, it is more than enough to be a boss.

After a while, the meal was more than half finished.

Mr. Liu from the other company took the opportunity to come over.

But instead of sitting next to Jiang Zhou, he got together with Jiang Honghe.

For nothing else, just because Jiang Zhou called him uncle just now.

"Mr. Jiang, right? Our brothers met for the first time. I respect you."

Jiang Honghe was flattered: "I'm not a boss, I'm an employee under President Chen."

Mr. Liu held up the wine glass with a look of disbelief: "Humble, too modest, Mr. Jiang!"

"I'm not really, you must be mistaken."

President Chen was also very bored at this time.

Just my stomach, my body shape.

He has to be more like a big boss than Jiang Honghe.

But why does the other party keep toasting to his employees?

"Mr. Liu, this is really my employee."

"Really? It seems that your factory is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

After Mr. Liu finished speaking, he continued to toast Jiang Honghe with a glass of wine.

After going back and forth like this, the situation at the wine table changed instantly.

President Chen, Mrs. Chen and Chen Fang became irrelevant people instead.

And Mr. Liu and the drunk Jiang Honghe climbed up on the two brothers.

Moreover, he praised Wei Hongxia for being young, while saying that Jiang Yuqi was well-behaved.

It was so happy, and the feelings couldn't be better.

Seeing this scene, President Liu's face gradually began to look ugly.

what is this?

This is overbearing.

A small employee, the shelf is bigger than his own boss.

This is a taboo in the workplace.

So he was very angry, and his feelings for Jiang Honghe became worse.

Finally, the meal was over.

Mr. Liu's heart is almost bad.

He forced a smile and sent the bad-looking Mr. Liu out of the hotel.

But when he got outside, Mr. Liu suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Chen, you really don't show off."

President Chen was even more puzzled: "President Liu, what do you mean?"

Mr. Liu handed a cigarette: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you have such a hard relationship, I should invite this meal!"

"Mr. Liu is joking, what can I do in Beihai?"

"Stop pretending, do you really think I believe that Jiang Honghe is your employee?"

"He's my employee!"

President Liu sneered, feeling that this guy was not sincere enough.

They all said things, and pretended.

So he dropped the cigarette and got into the car without looking back.

Mr. Chen really couldn't find where the north was this time.

What the hell is this?

You ignored me at the wine table and toasted my staff.

He said that I have a hard relationship, and he didn't explain it clearly.

What the hell?

If you leave half of your speech, your ass will be rotten, do you understand? !

He took two hard puffs and walked back to the hotel lobby.

At this time, Jiang Honghe is checking in for everyone at the front desk.

President Chen stood aside, and the more he looked at Jiang Honghe, the more he felt unpleasant.

Isn't this what is written in the history books about Gong Gao Gaizhu?

Damn, can't make him so comfortable!

"That, Xiaojiang, don't check in with your family for now."

Jiang Honghe turned his head, a little dazed: "What's the matter, boss?"

President Chen thought for a while: "We spent more than the budget this time, so we can't pay you for the room."

"But...I applied when I came?"

"The plan can't keep up with the changes, so you can find another hotel."

Jiang Honghe was silent for a while: "My wife and I live in a room, and the travel expenses should be reported by the company."

President Chen frowned slightly: "Isn't there your nephew and your daughter here?"

"We can pay for their room by ourselves."

730 "You have no money, why do you stay in such a good hotel, what?"

Mrs. Chen also said immediately: "There is an express hotel at the end of this road, you can stay there."

"Well, the express hotel is good and cheap."

Quick... Express Hotel?

Hearing this, Jiang Honghe and Wei Hongxia were a little embarrassed.

But they couldn't say anything either.

After all, people are leaders, and they have to point to them to eat.

So the couple smiled and nodded, ready to pack up and go.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhou was really annoyed.

Motherfucker, if you don't want to slap your face, you have to stretch out your face.

He also didn't want to shout all over the street that he was rich.

But what about this?

I can't watch my uncle and the others go out in despair.

Don't pretend, we are millionaires.

Jiang Zhou reached out and took out his card and slapped it on the table.

But who knew that Feng Siruo was a step faster.

She took out a dark card and handed it to the front desk.

"Brush... brush me."

Jiang Honghe quickly refused: "Then how can you do it, the first time my uncle saw you, he hasn't given you a red envelope yet, how can you spend money."

Feng Siruo said seriously, "This is a discount card."

"Take...discount?"

"Um."

Jiang Zhou was more puzzled than his uncle.

He had seen this black card during the day.

This is not a bank card.

This is obviously the access card of Qingqian Mountain Villa.

Can this card also be used as a bank card?

drop--

at the same time.

The front desk of the hotel who swiped the card widened his eyes.

"manager!"

"Manager, come here!".