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"An'an, it's a empty promise."
Zong Zhengyu said calmly, "I don't need you to tell you how good the company's future development is, and I don't need you to tell you who I'm pushing."
Mu Anan frowned.
Zong Zhengyu continued, "What I want is that I can see the benefits your company has given me, and let me see what I can get when I sign things out?"
This is the mall.
There is no feeling or tenderness at all.
One-to-one equivalent exchange.
These are things that are easy to talk about on the table, and those pits and traps under the table.
And those scenes where it seems like a winner but actually loses everything, there are countless.
Zong Zhengyu is now potentially teaching Mu An'an a lesson.
At the same time, he also secretly warned Mu An'an not to get involved.
The shopping mall can be handed over to Cheng Yao and Huo Xian.
Mu An'an's world is in medicine.
If this were the case in the past, Zong Zhengyu would have had a detailed chat with Mu An'an, guiding her to a life that was more suitable for her, or a better direction.
But now Zongzheng Yu won't say much, nor will he guide.
Worried that Mu An'an would reject her, and also worried that she would think that he was treating her the same way he treated Gu Xi.
However, Zong Zhengyu felt relieved that Mu An'an was very smart.
After he finished saying this, Mu An'an was able to quickly get where his problem was.
Mu Anan stood up: "Mr. Z, I'm sorry that I was not ready for my abruptness. You will see an.x's sincerity in your mailbox before twelve o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
Mu An'an was on business, "I'll take my leave first."
"Let's eat together." Zong Zhengyu said, "Mr. Mu."
Mu Anan frowned, and was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he finally nodded, "If Z doesn't dislike it."
Zong Zhengyu stood up from the sofa, and took the coat beside him.
The two left the room side by side and went to the restaurant on the 6th floor for dinner.
"Mr. Mu, I heard that Zhao Qiyu is currently in the trainee competition, and his situation is average."
In the elevator, Zong Zhengyu talked about work, "Although the topic started because of the racing car at the beginning, the light was too fast at the beginning, and the points were exhausted soon."
"That's why I chose Zhao Qiyu." Mu Anan said, "If it were an ordinary person, the battery would be exhausted, but Zhao Qiyu would always know how to charge it."
He lives at the bottom and knows how to seize every opportunity too well.
I also know too well how to keep myself from falling and climb up desperately.
The first unfair place in a person's life is his birth.
Some people, born with a golden key in their mouths and enjoying the best education and resources, can continue to pave the way for growth and turn themselves into excellent people.
And some people, born at the bottom, have nothing, relying on their hands, slowly crawling.
But as long as these people can get them up, it is very difficult for them to fall down one day.
When the two walked to the cafeteria buffet, Zong Zhengyu suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and stared at Mu An'an.
Mu Anan looked puzzled, subconsciously stepped back, "President Z?"
Zong Zhengyu stared at Mu An'an seriously, and said after a while, "Mr. Mu, when you mention other men, you can restrain yourself a bit and don't be so confident."
Mu Anan raised an eyebrow.
"Otherwise, I will perform for Mr. Mu on the spot, how can I get a bottle of vinegar in seconds."
After finishing speaking, Zongzheng Yu walked straight into the restaurant.
Mu An'an stood in place, and it took a few seconds for him to react, and recalling Zong Zhengyu's arrogant and angry appearance just now, and desperately trying to maintain his image for various reasons, he couldn't help laughing.
This man
Sometimes it doesn't look like the Zongzheng Seventh Master who is said by outsiders, everyone is frightened by the news, and the aura is overwhelming.
Basically like Zongzheng seven years old.
I didn't find this man so pretentious before.
Mu Anan shook his head with a grin, and walked towards the subsidized restaurant.
It's time to eat, so there are not too many people in the restaurant.
However, Zong Zhengyu arranged a seat by the window. There is a stone pillar in front that just blocks some of the view from the restaurant. The seat is relatively hidden, and the view is very good.
Mu Anan sat down, took off his coat, and was about to get something, when Zong Zhengyu pressed his shoulders and sat down.
theZong Zhengyu bent down, and said in Mu An'an's ear, "Leave things like getting the food to me, Mr. Mu, just sit and rest."
Because he was too close, Zong Zhengyu spoke next to Mu An'an's ear again, and some breath ran into Mu An'an's ear, and got down from his neck.
Crispy, itchy.
Zongzheng Yu didn't flirt too much. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately got up and walked towards the dining area.
Sitting there alone, I couldn't help but recall that scene.
When I think of it, my face can't help burning up.
A little fever again.
"President Mu, what a coincidence."
Mu Anan was calming down when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
When I looked up, I found it was Bo Lian.
Bo Lian is now completely dressed in a casual style, her bangs are naturally drooping, and her hair is slightly curly, which can't stop her affectionate eyes full of stories.
Mu Anan was a little surprised, "Bo Yingdi."
Bo Lian held the dinner plate in his hand, and after shaking hands with Mu Anan, he naturally sat in the seat opposite Mu Anan.
"Actor Bo, there are already people here."
"Zongzheng Yu." Emperor Bo said naturally, "It's okay, the four of us are together."
Four?
Mu Anan looked at Bo Lian, then at himself, thinking about Zong Zhengyu.
Then I looked around, no one was coming from this seat.
Bo Lian ignored Mu Anan's puzzled expression, but asked the waiter to open two bottles of red wine, and then poured the glasses for the four of them.
Bo Lian said, "How did the talk go?"
Mu An'an immediately understood that Bo Lian was asking about his film and television appointment, so he replied, "It's okay."
"It's okay, it means that it hasn't been negotiated." Bo Lian said, "So, there is no one who is accurate about where my film and television appointments are."
Mu Anan and Bo Lian looked at each other.
His expression didn't seem to care about where his film and television appointments were at all, but more like wanting to know what she talked about with Zong Zhengyu.
At the same time, Zong Zhengyu had already returned with the plate.
It was filled with Mu Anan's favorite food.
He put it in front of Mu Anan, "There are some soups over there, do you want to drink vegetarian or meat?"
"Be plain." Mu Anan said.
Zong Zhengyu didn't even look at Bo Lian, turned around and went to get soup for Mu An'an.
Bo Lian just looked at it like this, spread his hands helplessly, and said with emotion, "Tell me, someone brings the dishes, and the dishes are really enviable."
"Hey, like me, no one will take it."
Mu Anan looked at Bo Lian's sad tone, and his first reaction was that he said it on purpose for others to hear.
But Mu An'an is very sure, this must not be said to himself!
And when Mu Anan paid attention to a certain figure in the restaurant, he was even more sure that Bo Lian's words were not meant to Zong Zhengyu.
That's right, what the fourth person in this seat said¡ª¡ª
Why does Laozi have a jerky feeling that he hasn't written sweetness for a long time?
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