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11. He still remembers her

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    Xue's drastic plans to build regional branches in various parts of China have been known for a long time. The design of the office building was finally finalized, and major media magazines even reported and publicized it overwhelmingly.

    Jiang Maomao broke into Han Yi's office, and Han Yi frowned. Thirty-year-olds still don't know how to knock before entering other people's doors, but if they understand this principle, they are no longer Jiang Maomao.  Maomao is holding the financial magazine that was just released today, which greatly promotes the design company that Han Yi has worked so hard to establish. Seeing that Han Yi is about to go international, Maomao can't let him go so easily.

    With a cold face, Han Yi threw a magazine published in the United States last year on the table. The cover character at that time was Xue Zhaowu.  This magazine spent several pages introducing the lifestyle and business philosophy of Xue Zhaowu, the current head of the Xue family, as well as his wife and daughter who rarely appear in public.

    "What a classical beauty with an oriental mysterious temperament, Americans know what is classical?" Han Yi said.

    "Hey, who messed with our Boss Han? Take a look at this." Maomao put the magazine she brought in front of Han Yi.

    "What?"

    "Your son is going to become famous all over the world." Jiang Maomao said sarcastically. He always described creativity as Han Yi's son, even more important than his son.  "Such a grandeur." Maomao muttered, then flipped through the magazines that Han Yi had thrown away, and when he saw the photo of Xiaoxuan and Zhao Wu, he exclaimed loudly: "Damn, this Xue's fortune is not shallow."  , my wife is so beautiful!"

    Han Yi was fiddling with the lighter. He was not interested in the magazines brought by Jiang Maomao. At first, he was unwilling to promote them no matter how much he spent, but now he took the initiative to let creativity occupy the page.  A woman? Like a pig, not picky at all." Lighting a cigarette, Jiang Maomao, who claims to have an eye for beautiful women, actually forgot about her.  It's no wonder that at the beginning, she put all her heart and soul into pursuing Biqian, but now she still completely forgets about her and doesn't mention her.

    "You can't say that," Maomao groaned for herself, "this one is really beautiful, the surname Xue is really lucky, and the daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law are like flowers."

    "Your fate is not good?" Han Yi rubbed his temples. If he could choose again, he really didn't want to have an intersection with Xue Shi in this way.

    "Ouyang Xuan, a classical beauty with an oriental mysterious temperament." Jiang Maomao read the text introducing Xiaoxuan according to the content of the magazine, "We should hold a reception for the start of construction of the Linglong Tower, and let the surname Xue bring his wife."

    "Don't even think about climbing high. The Ouyang Group could buy several real estate properties in your family before it was merged into the Xue family. Your monthly pocket money can't afford to support her at all." Han Yi never dreamed that it would take five years  The woman in front of him had such a background, but he should also have imagined that girls from ordinary families would not be so noble and dignified in their gestures.

    Jiang Maomao snatched Han Yi's lighter and lit a cigarette for himself, and said, "If I can't afford it, I'm not allowed to be sexually obsessed?" He threw the magazine to the other side of the sofa, "Why do you look like you've taken gunpowder today?  Yes, I was so angry that you even forgot why you came."

    "Would you like to eat me?" Jiang Maomao would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and if he had the time to chat with him, he might as well be with beautiful women.

    "Hey, that's what I mean. My buddy is in his early years, so I have to get rich no matter what."

    "Okay, you can find the location, and call me tonight."

    After Jiang Maomao left, Han Yi looked at the magazine on the sofa, and remembered the three days he spent with Xiaoxuan five years ago, those three days were the best in his life.

    Han Yi knew that the place Jiang Maomao was looking for would not be a serious place to eat, but also a newly discovered nightclub, and not only Jiang Maomao was alone, he booked the whole venue for Han Yi, and Jiang Maomao could play well  People, all who can come have come.  When Han Yi arrived, it was hard to find a place to step down in the hall. He dodged one after another tall shoulders and towering breasts like crossing the line of fire. Han Yi was lucky to have his life to reach Jiang Maomao.

    "I think you have put in all your energy today." The bartender brought Han Yi ice water, and Han Yi drank it all in one gulp.

    "That's a must." Jiang Maomao triumphantly showed Han Yi the results of tonight's party, all of which are Jiang Maomao's favorite beauties, appearance, figure, and style, all of which are indispensable.  He whispered to Han Yi: "Take whichever one you like, don't take care of my face."

    Knowing that Maomao was joking, Han Yi patted him on the shoulder, and found an empty sofa to nest in.  At this time, Jiang Maomao was hugging left and right and shaking his body with the music on the dance floor. Sometimes he would deliberately exaggerate his buttocks to say hello to Han Yi.

    Tired of twisting, Maomao squeezed a seat next to Han Yi and sat down, and said, "I twist pretty well, don't I?"Fortuitously, even his own father can't do anything about him, and of course Han Yi can't do anything about it.  Maomao went on to say, "What can you do if you just go down and play for a while? You are already thirty, why are you still living so purely?" The smirk turned into a smirk in an instant, "Even if it's not your dish, just eat a few bites  They can't eat people to death."

    Han Yi said: "I haven't reached the point where I can't choose what to eat. You are so picky about food, be careful of food poisoning."

    "Don't worry, my young master has an immune system in his body. My buddy will not force you, and I know who you are defending like a jade."

    "Mr. Han is so dedicated?" The beauties around Jiang Maomao seemed to have discovered a new world.

    "That's right." Jiang Maomao played up Han Yi's story a few years ago, but Han Yi didn't speak, and let him talk nonsense. Anyway, no one would believe Jiang Maomao's unabashed story.

    "Brother Jiang tells stories, Brother Jiang tells stories!" The hall became lively again, and the beauties surrounded Jiang Maomao in a circle. Maomao enjoyed the feeling of wearing a wreath, but ignored Han Yi's being squeezed by the crowd of flowers.  Go outside the circle.  However, Han Yi didn't care, and just took advantage of the flowers being attracted by Jiang Maomao's embellished stories, and found a relatively clean place to rest.

    Time flies, and Han Yi is thirty years old. If Jiang Maomao hadn't reminded him today, he would still think he was twenty-five years old, the age when he met Ouyang Xuan.  Is it love?  All these years, I have probably been struggling to get her, but it is easier to lose her.

    Maybe getting and losing is just Han Yi's wishful thinking, as she said at the time, if it wasn't him, it would be someone else.

    Jiang Maomao is not a fool, because the beauties are interested in the story of being infatuated with Han Yi, they surround him with great joy.  So after talking about Han Yi in a few or two sentences, he diverted the topic elsewhere, and it was not Jiang Maomao's character to let Han Yi steal the limelight from him in fun.  Fortunately, the beauties didn't have to ask Mao Mao to tell Han Yi's story, after all, rich and infatuated thirty-year-old men can only be seen in novels.

    The evening breeze in early spring was a bit chilly. Now that he had already left the bar, Han Yi decided to go home. He would sign a contract with Xue Shi tomorrow. He had never met Xue Zhaowu himself. Thinking of Xiaoxuan, he couldn't wait to meet her  After a while, Xue Zhaowu became this person.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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