deliberate kiss

Chapter 57 About Weaknesses
Zhou Jingwei nodded thoughtfully.

The two walked around the store all morning, and finally bought everything around noon.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the shopping carts piled up in front of him, and a few mangosteens were squeezed into the corner with aggrieved.

She was a little embarrassed: "I can't use up so many things by myself."

"Use it first, throw away the ones you don't like." Zhou Jingwei stroked Cheng Weiyue's hair naturally, with a gentle voice: "I like to go to the supermarket, so we come here often. The most important thing is that Yueyue is happy."

Cheng Weiyue has a thin skin: "That's not what I meant."

"Well," Zhou Jingwei didn't tangle with her on this issue, smiled, and said lightly, "It's what I meant."

After paying the bill, the two pushed the shopping cart and planned to go to the underground parking garage.

There were quite a few people in the elevator, Zhou Jingwei guarded Cheng Weiyue in the corner, and used the shopping cart and his body to help her fend off the others.

He has always looked undisciplined and dignified, even in such a cramped elevator, he is still indescribably eye-catching.

Cheng Weiyue admitted that she was a little moved.

I don't know exactly when, but it's true, it's a heartbeat
Qin He received a call from Zhao Hanshen late at night, and arrived in Jingcheng directly this morning.

In the CEO's office of Jingxing Group, Qin He was sipping tea, raising his hand to look at his watch from time to time, until the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

He saw Zhao Han walking in with a worried expression, the latter somehow revealed a look of frustration from the corners of his eyes and brows.

Qin He liked to add insult to injury the most, and when he saw this, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed.

He smiled as gentle as jade, which made the tear mole at the corner of his eye more lively and fragrant, but his tone was teasing: "Mr. Zhao is frustrated in love, and also in shopping malls. Don't end up with nothing but personal wealth." It will be fine."

The corners of Zhao Hanshen's eyes twitched, his expression becoming more forbearing.

He gritted his teeth, and smiled coldly: "Qin He, I'm in a bad mood today, you'd better stop testing me."

Qin Hecai didn't care whether he was happy or not, anyway, the cooperation between Qin Shi and Jing Xing was already a certainty, and he didn't even bother to pretend.

He crossed his legs casually, sat on the sofa in a golden knife, smiled, and said: "Yesterday, Zhou Jingwei left on the spot at such a big merger and acquisition case in Beicheng, which made Chen and Li's families very unhappy. I'm happy, I thought something big happened in the capital, but it turned out to be a moth made by you."

Zhao Hanchen didn't want to mention what happened last night. He closed his eyes patiently and said, "I came to you to tell you when the project in the city center will officially start. The board of directors will be re-elected soon. This year I must start from Zhao Mingchen. Take down the chairman's seat from his hands."

"You're real." Qin He smiled hesitantly, and stabbed Zhao Han in the heart: "I'm really not afraid that Miss Cheng will hate you for the rest of her life. You want to demolish her home."

Qin He is calm enough, cruel enough, and knows how to poke into a human lung tube best.

Zhao Hanchen was really choked by him for a moment.

He took a deep breath, his handsome face was cold, and his tone was even colder: "What about you? If it were you, would you affect business affairs for personal feelings?"

Few people in this world can give up their principles and bottom line for the sake of so-called love.

Qin He smiled lazily, and said softly in a spring-like voice: "If it were me, I would hide my weakness before making a move, and I would cut off all the escape routes for her to leave me."

"Zhao Hanchen, haven't you heard a word?" The smile in Qin He's eyes narrowed and turned into a cold ruthlessness, and his voice became softer, as if some kind of obscure metaphor: "The weakness should be Hide it."

After Zhao Hanshen was touched for a moment, the line of his lips turned white. He restrained his expression and sat down in front of Qin He: "This is interesting, who taught you?"

Qin He raised his eyebrows, and smiled solemnly: "My dad."

Zhao Han took a deep look at him, his tone was unpredictable and meaningful: "Your father's meaning may be different from what you said."

Qin Shiyu, the Patriarch of the Qin Family in Beicheng, doted on his wife mercilessly. When he was young, he even went against the Qin Family because of his wife.

How could such a man do the ruthless act that Qin He said.

It's just that the speaker has no intention, and the listener has other intentions.

Secretary Ye Cheng walked in with the representatives of the board of directors, and saw the silent two with a respectful tone: "Mr. Zhao, Director Zhao has arrived."

The elderly man standing beside Ye Cheng was Zhao Dong, the elder brother of Zhao Hanchen's father, Zhao Mingchen. Although he was 60 years old this year, he was still hale and hearty, with a shrewd and calculating appearance.

He nodded towards Zhao Hanchen and Qin He, and made a full smile: "Han Chen and Mr. Qin are here."

Qin He is even better at putting on airs. He smiled and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Director Zhao."

Zhao Hanshen was very annoyed by the hypocrisy of the two people in front of him, and he had no intention of pretending to be false, so he said lightly: "Let's talk about the business first."

Seeing this, Ye Cheng took a few steps back, turned around and walked out, before leaving, he gently closed the door of the office.

The meeting went smoothly, and it took less than two hours to talk about everything.

Qin He has always been smiling and feasting, until his personal mobile phone rang.

The expression on his face was stunned for a moment. After the connection, the person on the other end didn't know what to say, his eyelashes drooped, and his brows and eyes were cold.

Zhao Hanchen heard him say: "It's so good, how can people disappear!"

It's not just gnashing of teeth, the sound is like being fished out of ice water and poured on the ground in the cold winter months.

He held his mobile phone and walked out without saying a word. His pace was so fast that anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was unusual.

Zhao Hanshen was very happy.

After all, it was really strange to see Qin He lose control of his emotions.

What weakness should be hidden, didn't you hide it?
It's just fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps
In the afternoon, Zhou Jingwei temporarily had work to go out.

Cheng Weiyue sent him to the door, and the latter kissed her forehead, and said in a hoarse and lazy voice, "Eat well, you know?"

Cheng Weiyue blushed obediently and nodded obediently. When Zhou Jingwei left, she huddled in the room alone, polished up her resume, and applied to several companies online.

All work related to photography.

There are very few internship opportunities for direct documentaries or crew mirroring, and the competition is also high, so you may not be able to learn much.

Cheng Weiyue was not very good at working in a place with a large crowd like the crew, and she didn't want to push herself too hard.

She plans to be proficient in the scheduling of shots first, and then apply for a trainee director, so that she can be more handy.

She is also really interested in what Zhou Jingwei said about the practice photography of cultural relics.

(End of this chapter)