There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

The vice president of Qingshu was still talking endlessly: "Since our three companies compete fairly, I suggest that we should first provide product quotations and business research analysis for the detailed selection of several responsible persons. If there is a need for due diligence , welcome to contact me, Qingshu is always looking forward to your arrival.”

Immediately afterwards, the executives of the two companies behind also made their own guarantees, revealing their gratitude to Jiang's in their words.

After they finished speaking, the representative of Yucheng Group showed a relieved look on his face, and said with a smile: "The three of you are all interested in cooperating with us, and Jiang's Group is also a matchmaker. Happened again, we will sign a deal later, what do you think?"

Everyone present expressed no opinion.

The representative of Yucheng Group suddenly looked at Xie Wen and made an inviting gesture: "Mr. Xie, as a partner representative, do you have any ideas?"

Xie Wen shook his head: "I have no idea."

He couldn't stop the meeting from any angle.

After the meeting ended, Xie Wen pulled out his chair and walked out of the conference room with a gloomy face.

Someone quickly caught up behind him: "Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie, please wait."

It turned out to be the vice president of one of the three companies outside the province, but Xie Wen couldn't remember exactly who it was.There was obviously a gap in height between the two, Xie Wen deliberately slowed down and stopped to wait for him, and asked softly, "Is there anything else?"

Seeing Xie Wen smiling at him, the vice president thought it was because he had misread just now, and said a little cautiously: "It's nothing, this meeting is just to discuss the intention, and the specific details haven't been finalized yet, so I'm going to talk to us now. The budget is not well understood."

"With the liberty to ask, what is Mr. Xie's expected quotation for the materials?"

Xie Wen narrowed his eyes, examined and reminded him: "Sir, the purchase of materials saves a price. The other two managers haven't asked, so let's not worry."

"Furthermore, Yucheng means to let you compete fairly, and the price I gave here is not very accurate."

Xie Wen didn't know much about equipment, but he speculated that the final quotations from these three companies would definitely fall within the lowest price range that Yucheng could provide.

The deputy general manager was a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I understand Mr. Xie's intentions, and we will do our best here to make everyone win-win."

Xie Wen nodded, and just about to say goodbye to him, someone came up to talk to him, and one of them was the vice president of Qingshu.

"Mr. Xie, I'm on my way to see you, why don't we have dinner and talk tonight?"

Xie Wen shook hands with them one by one, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I have something to do tonight, so I can only make an appointment next time."

"Hey, that's really a pity," they chatted as they walked downstairs, "I heard that Mr. Xie and Jiang are always friends. I wonder how Mr. Jiang is doing recently?"

How is President Jiang?

I finally got here by asking around.

Xie Wen's smile widened, and there was some clarity in his deep eyes: "He has been in good health recently, and he is busy with work."

"That's good. I wonder if there is an opportunity to invite Mr. Xie and Mr. Jiang to go out and relax together?"

Xie Wen raised his eyebrows and joked: "It seems that you are still more interested in Mr. Jiang, and you invited me just by the way."

"No, no, no," the man immediately denied, "Both of you are leaders in the industry, and they are the same distinguished guests here!"

Of course, Xie Wen didn't believe this nonsense.

After chatting, Xie Wen patiently slowed down the pace and chatted with them, and walked slowly from the third floor to the entrance of the Youth Palace.

Meng Shu was sitting on the reception sofa in the lobby on the first floor playing with his mobile phone. When he saw his boss, he quickly stood up.

He watched Xie Wen talking and laughing to see off several CEOs of Mediterranean, and leaned over to ask: "Boss, is the negotiation going well this time?"

"It's not just smooth," Xie Wen sighed, "There's nothing wrong with us anymore."

"Ah?" Meng Shu frowned, "What does this mean?"

"Those three in suits are big companies from neighboring provinces," Xie Wen stared at their leaving backs, "Two of them are expected to go public at the end of next year, and they are currently in great demand for financing. Guess...they want to take whose money?"

"Take—" Meng Shu just wanted to thank the boss, but no matter how rich Xie Wen was, he couldn't immediately invest hundreds of millions of dollars, "Who would you take it from?"

"You don't know the best platform for domestic equity investment?" Xie Wen asked him, "I'm a little suspicious now where you have squandered the assets entrusted to you."

"Jiang's?" Meng Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, "But Mr. Jiang obviously didn't participate in this project. They made such a big detour, maybe they want to start with the boss."

Xie Wen nodded: "It seems so at the moment."

"Then your relationship...doesn't you all know?" Meng Shu asked worriedly.

"This matter was instructed by Zhi Ye, and there will be no such possibility," Xie Wen affirmed, "Don't worry."

Meng Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, that's not very good. Mr. Jiang didn't participate in this project, but what a problem he helped us solve."

"Even you think it's a good thing?"

The last sentence was so soft that Meng Shu could no longer hear it. He took out his keys and went to the parking lot to pick up the car, leaving Xie Wen to wait at the door alone.

The nearby green belt is not as exquisite as Huaxie Avenue. There are only bushes planted here. When the autumn wind blows, cool air pours into Xie Wen's collar from all directions.

He stood at the door for less than half a minute, when a luxurious car stopped in front of him.

The glass fell, revealing the man's clear profile.

"boarding."

Xie Wen's fingertips holding the phone were slightly stiff, and when he saw Jiang Zhiye, he was obviously taken aback.

He asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's time to eat," Jiang Zhiye's tone was taken for granted, "I want to eat with you."

"Then let me tell Meng Shu," Xie Wen thought for a while, and then taught, "Don't make such a sudden attack next time, it's not good for others."

After getting in the car, Jiang Zhiye conjured up a steaming cup of handmade coffee from somewhere and handed it to Xie Wen: "How about a taste, how does it compare with that convenience store?"

This is actually a trap, Xie Wen stretched out his hand, and before he could hold the coffee firmly, Jiang Zhiye embraced him, the corners of his lips were opened by the tip of his tongue, and a kiss with strong desire/longing entangled him until he couldn't breathe Get angry.

Jiang Zhiye's breathing sound became obvious, Xie Wen's figure froze, and it was obvious that the man had reacted.

"Wait," he pushed Jiang Zhiye away, looked at his dark peach blossom eyes, wiped the saliva from his lips, a little annoyed, "Didn't you say you're going to eat?"

"Go now," Jiang Zhiye put on his seat belt again, glanced at his trousers, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional."

If you want to blame, blame Xie Wen, Jiang Zhiye can't think of serious business when he sees him.

Although the two of them were in the car, there was still the possibility of being spotted by passers-by at any time. Thinking of this, the temperature on Xie Wen's face couldn't help but rise.

After the car started, he hesitated to speak, and asked after a while, "How do you know I'm here for a meeting today?"

"You forgot?" Jiang Zhiye replied casually, "You told me a few days ago."

This is true, but he didn't tell Jiang Zhiye the specific time and place.

Xie Wen leaned sideways on the seat, thinking in a daze, Jiang Zhiye can invite material companies from outside the province to attend a small project meeting, how can he not know about this little thing?

The concealment between him and Meng Shu is meaningless, because Jiang Zhiye's grasp of this matter is far better than his.

"...I also met Yuan Senya today, and he explained the reason for the divestment to everyone at the meeting."

"Oh?" Jiang Zhiye seemed to be a little interested by this sentence, "It's normal for him to suffer a little bit, that guy who doesn't remember to eat or beat."

"You know about this, right?" Xie Wen turned his head to look at him, "Yuan Senya just withdrew his capital and did not make any other small moves. Did you instigate this matter?"

At the intersection of red lights, Jiang Zhiye stepped on the brakes and lightly tapped the steering wheel with his bony hands.

"Of course," he admitted frankly, "I've solved these little troubles that are not worth worrying about for you, shouldn't you thank me?"

Xie Wen nodded: "It is true that I should say thank you, but why am I not aware of this at all? Or, you should wait for me to ask you for help."

Although with his temperament, he would never talk to the other party unless he had to.

"I won't give you a chance to worry," Jiang Zhiye also turned to look at him, "Let me help you solve all the problems, isn't that good?"

is this okay?

Xie Wen didn't know, what happened today made him doubt himself a little, after all Jiang Zhiye thought about him and helped him deal with problems, everything came out of caring for him.

Maybe it's because he's thinking a little too much, or he hasn't adapted to the close relationship between the two of them.

"Okay," Xie Wen suggested, "I hope I can help you solve some things within my ability next time."

The red light turned yellow, flashed twice and then turned green again, Jiang Zhiye started the car, with a relaxed smile rolling out of his throat: "Idiot, I don't have anything to worry about here."

For the whole dinner, Xie Wen ate absent-mindedly. Jiang Zhiye made a reservation for him in the most difficult high-end western restaurant in Tangjia City. The bustling night scene and colorful neon lights outside the window did not arouse his interest at all.

Knowing what the man across the table was thinking, Jiang Zhiye was not in a hurry, he seemed more patient and proactive than before.Reliance will happen slowly, and there is no way to speed up this process, so we have to wait slowly.

As night fell and the temperature became cooler, Xie Wen returned to the door where He Rijun came again, turned around and said goodbye to Jiang Zhiye.

"See you next time."

Xie Wen smiled at him, not noticing the darkened eyes of the man.

He turned around and unlocked He Rijun's door lock - the store was closed tonight, Meng Shu and Xiao Ming each had something to do.

There was a "click" sound, and the glass door opened outwards. Xie Wen walked in and was about to close the door when a big hand suddenly pulled him back.

In the next second, a tall black shadow swayed in front of his eyes, the man leaned in, closed the glass door behind him with one hand, and pressed Xie Wen against the window glass with his back.

"When is the next time?"

The store did not turn on the lights, only the street lights on the street mixed with the incandescent lights of other stores hit Jiang Zhiye's aggressive facial features, he lowered his head and buried it next to Xie Wen's neck, his voice sounded muffled: " I'm flattering you, don't you see?"

Xie Wen was about to push his hand away and paused in the air, then let it loose: "...It's my own problem, don't take it to heart."

He reflected on his performance at the dinner table just now, and he seemed a little inactive, making Jiang Zhiye think so much for nothing, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"So, you still want to drive me away?"

Jiang Zhiye leaned closer to Xie Wen, looked into his brown eyes, with an imperceptible fascination in his expression: "They are not here tonight."

Bright hints.

"..." Facing the fine night light, Jiang Zhiye's eyes were illuminated with a somewhat moist feeling. Matching his current appearance, it reminded people of some kind of giant dog that likes to be close to people.

Xie Wen was amused by his own thoughts, and said, "Yes."

With approval, Jiang Zhiye finally let go of the shackles, he and Xie Wen closed the door on the first floor together, and the two of them dallyed until they walked upstairs.

In Xie Wen's concept, what should be done on any occasion, for example, the stairs are for walking, and the sofa only provides a short rest... He has always been willing to abide by the rules.However, Jiang Zhiye is completely opposite to him. With Xie Wen, he really can do whatever he wants, and his whole body is full of a feeling of "it's nice not to be a human being".

The negotiation and tug-of-war between the two of them that night took place in front of the desk in Xie Wen's room. Jiang Zhiye sat on a chair, wrapped his arms around Xie Wen, and apologized while kissing him: "Forget about this, I promise , and if there is a similar situation in the future, I will discuss it with you in advance."

"I've stopped being angry for a long time." Xie Wen glared at him angrily, and the surging excitement came like a wave, "...can you... let the bed play its due value?"

"You're really not angry anymore?" Jiang Zhiye pinched his chin, stared at his crimson lips with moist peach blossom eyes, "You're still staring at me, isn't my sincerity not enough?"

Xie Wen covered his mouth, his rationality was gradually being led away by Jiang Zhiye's actions.

...To be honest, he felt like being punished by Jiang Zhiye with interest.At the back, the man didn't seem to be tired at all, he hugged him and stood up, coaxing: "Baby, don't sleep, it's not time to sleep yet."

"The last time I came here, I haven't seen what the house looks like. Why don't you take me to see it?"

Jiang Zhiye patted Xie Wen on the shoulder, and supported him with his strong arms to walk around the flat floor on the third floor.

"Baby, open your eyes and see, where is this place?"

"You..." Xie Wen closed his eyes, a faint pink color appeared on his face, and the sentence became incomplete, "The living room, don't you know?"

"Huh?" Jiang Zhiye hugged him and continued walking to another place, "What about here?"

"This, this is the kitchen...Jiang Zhiye, don't go in..."

"Okay," Jiang Zhiye said obediently, "Then go and have a look elsewhere."

As if deliberately grinding Xie Wen, Jiang Zhiye stopped and walked on the entire third floor, until the person in his arms trembled and almost collapsed, then he carried Xie Wen back to the bedroom.

Jiang Zhiye put him in the middle of the bed, and lovingly kissed Xie Wen's eyes.

"You don't need to worry about anything, I will take care of it for you."

He just needs to rely on him slowly, and he can't do without him.

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