Rekindle 2003

Chapter 950 Who said Zhang Li was stupid...

The sense of security of reporting.

Xiao Ya didn't understand this kind of thing, but she would soon understand it.

Asking "where are you" and "will you come back for dinner" is the legitimate right of a girlfriend or even a wife.

Answering honestly is the obligation of couples and husbands and wives to get along with each other.

Taking the initiative to do something will create a sense of security.

After being trained by several girlfriends, Yun Di no longer resisted.

There is no sense of restraint, and sometimes I even think it is a good thing.

Such as now.

He always felt warm in his heart when he knew that there was a girl in the room waiting for him to go back and have dinner together.

Of course, only Zhang Li would wait so foolishly.

others?
Sorry, they definitely won’t.

If it were any other woman, if she saw that I hadn't spoken before 12 o'clock, she would definitely call me, or at least send me a text message.

Well, maybe it’s just that Xiao Chen is always too focused on work and will always find an excuse to eat with me.

As for what to wait for, almost two o'clock...

Then don't even think about it.

Especially Lady Qianying, who seemed to be the one who spoiled him the most, would definitely fill her stomach first when faced with such a situation, and then, if she could, would accompany him for another meal.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ya didn't bother to talk nonsense and directly called Zhang Li.

She thought no one would be so stupid.

After a while, she curled her lips in annoyance and gave a look to someone whose face was broken by laughter.

"Xiao Zhang asked you what you want to eat so she can go to the restaurant and order the dishes first."

She was also convinced.

I wasn't sure if they would come back for dinner, and I was worried that he was busy talking about something, so I didn't dare to call or text him, so I just sat in the room with an empty stomach waiting for the call.

Well, there really are such silly girls in this world!
……

Seeing that they were almost at the destination, Xiao Ya hurriedly took out a lint roller from her bag and rolled it carefully on Qing Yun's coat, trying to remove the hair that might be stuck on him.

Then she took out a bottle of cologne and sprayed it on Qingyun a few times.

The fresh fragrance quickly spread throughout the car.

The rich fragrance made Emperor Yun sneeze repeatedly.

He smiled bitterly and said, "There's no need to do this."

He knew that Xiao Ya did this because she was worried that Zhang Li would find out something.

But he felt that this was totally unnecessary.

It's like a thief.

With how clever those women are, they must have seen through it long ago, but they just didn't want to expose it.

The Empress, the Queen, and Mr. Chen have all tried to warn him secretly, but Lady Qianying is too lazy to care about him, and Xiao Tou Ming sees through everything but won't say anything.

It's not like I'm cheating on you, why would I do this? !

Xiao Ya stopped what she was doing and looked at Qing Yun seriously, "Little brat, this is not just a matter of whether you can see it or not.

I don’t want other people to interfere in our affairs, and I don’t want to make them feel uncomfortable.”

She felt that this guy was sometimes as meticulous as a hair, but sometimes he was as straight-talking as a pig and had no brains.

He just consummated his marriage with someone else, Zhang Li, last night, and today he smells like another woman. What does Zhang Li think?
She was not afraid of those little girls, but she was too lazy to argue with them, so she tried to avoid things that could be avoided.

This is a kind of respect and also an attitude.

Besides, she knew very well that although Zhang Li looked like she was not fighting for anything, she was actually a very thoughtful girl.

Seeing that Sister Xiaoya was determined to take actions that would only make things more obvious, Emperor Yun could only let her do whatever she wanted.

In the restaurant, Zhang Li had already ordered the dishes in advance, all of which were Qing Yun and Xiao Ya's favorites.

During the meal, Xiao Ya observed quietly.

Zhang Li was famous for her slow chewing, but the little kid seemed impatient and kept picking up food for her, piling the bowl in front of her up high.

Then he would always pick out the tastiest parts of the dishes, carefully remove the condiments she didn't like, and then gently feed them into her mouth.

Looking at Zhang Li, who was fed by the little brat from time to time with a shy and happy smile on her face, Xiao Ya couldn't help but sigh in her heart,
"Who said Zhang Li was stupid..."

This is fucking great wisdom in disguise!

Moreover, she could feel Qing Yun's special consideration for Zhang Li.

According to her observation, this was something that the little girls had never experienced.

At least she had never seen Qingyun treat other women like this.

Xiao Ya shook her head gently. She didn't know whether Zhang Li was just a fool with good luck or if Zhang Li was secretly hiding all her cleverness.

The former is an invincible existence, and not fighting is fighting.

As long as Zhang Li keeps up the trend, the little brats will definitely rank her at the top of the list in terms of favoritism.

And the latter...

All I can say is that Zhang Li is too scheming and too smart. She knows her own weaknesses and simply gives up completely. To be honest, this may not be a kind of open-mindedness.

Then, it returned to the situation where the former was not competing but competing. The difference was that Zhang Li needed to maintain this character.

Xiao Ya, who was having a headache, was depressed to find that the women around the little brat were not simple at all.

She sighed softly in her heart. In this complex emotional world, she did not want to be one of those jealous women, so she chose a more low-key way of participating.

She would rather maintain the unique relationship with the little kid in her own way.

……

The autumn afternoon sun, with a hint of laziness, shines through the sparse clouds onto the sign of Qianlingshan Hotel. The golden words appear particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Ma Baocai stood on the steps of the hotel, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up at the sign, as if seeking some kind of spiritual comfort.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it, and took a deep breath. The stimulation of nicotine relaxed his nerves a little.

Amid the smoke, his thoughts returned to this morning's meeting.

Those details were like movie scenes, replaying in his mind one by one.

At noon in the car, he reported all these scenes, along with his own anxiety and uneasiness, to his senior leader who was on the other end of the phone.

The silence on the other end of the phone was like a heavy lead weight, weighing him down and making it hard for him to breathe.

Ma Baocai didn’t know how long it took, but it was so long that he thought the phone was disconnected.

Finally, the leader over there spoke, but what surprised Ma Baocai was that there was even a hint of relaxation in the leader's voice.

"The trouble should end it."

After the leader said this incoherent sentence, he hung up the phone.

But Ma Baocai's heart sank.

He understood the meaning behind this sentence.

One is to go find Qingyun.

Second, the leader asked him to be prepared and take responsibility for the matter, no matter what the outcome.

If his driver had not been recently replaced and he was not familiar with him and didn't know whether he was tight-lipped or not, and if the phone had not been newly bought, Ma Baocai would have wanted to throw the phone onto the sofa in the car on the spot.

He could only greet the eighteen generations of ancestors of everyone involved in the whole incident in his heart.

What a bully!
After calming down, he also realized that the leaders needed time and more information to make decisions.

They couldn't act rashly before figuring out Qing Yun's true intentions.

Everything will have to wait until after I have a meeting with Qing Yun before any further action can be taken.

Ma Baocai looked at his watch. It was almost three o'clock.

He put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can at the door, as if he wanted to throw away all his troubles.

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his back and walked quickly into the hotel.

He prayed in his heart, hoping that he was not just wishful thinking and that he had guessed correctly the signal Qing Yun gave before leaving at noon.

Walking into the spacious and bright hotel lobby, Ma Baocai quickly scanned the surroundings.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a figure in the middle of the hall.

That was Yang Bingnan, Qingyun's security chief and department manager of the Yanhuang Group's Security Department.

At this time, Yang Bingnan had his hands behind his back, standing straight. When he saw him come in, he smiled at him. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.

Ma Baocai's heart finally settled down.

He understood it correctly.

Qingyun used the hotel's matches, which was an obvious hint, inviting him to the hotel for a secret talk.

He knocked on the table three times, also to arrange a specific time with Qing Yun.

Ma Baocai let out a long sigh, and then his mind became active again.

It seems that my hat is secure.

The fact that Qing Yun's people are here means that the door to dialogue has not been closed. He still has a chance to fight for it, and the micro hard drive project in Guizhou Province also has a chance to be preserved.

The elevator door slowly closed, isolating the two people from the sight of outsiders.

Ma Baocai took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and prepared to face the next challenge.

No matter what, he must seize this opportunity to find a way out for Guizhou Province and himself.

Ma Baocai followed Yang Bingnan out of the hotel lobby, and the burden in his heart was slightly relieved.

Instead of heading directly to the suite, they turned into the hotel's business center.

It is quiet and private, an ideal place for business negotiations.

The corridors of the business center are covered with thick carpets, and footsteps are almost inaudible here.

Yang Bingnan stopped in front of a door, knocked gently, then pushed the door open and motioned Ma Baocai to go in.

Ma Baocai walked into the reception room and found it to be decorated simply and professionally.

Qing Yun was the only one in the room. He was sitting at a small conference table, holding a document in his hand with a focused expression.

Seeing Ma Baocai coming in, Qing Yun raised her head, closed the folder, stood up, and greeted him with a smile.

"Director Ma, nice to meet you again." Qing Yun's voice was calm, with a hint of elusive meaning.

"Hello, Chairman Qing." Ma Baocai responded with a hint of caution in his tone.

The two sat opposite each other on the single sofa. After the waiter served tea and left, Qing Yun got straight to the point.

"Director Ma, tell me, what's going on with this project?"

Ma Baocai took a deep breath. He knew what this moment meant.

He looked at Qing Yun deeply, then smiled and said, "Boss Qing, you should have figured it out."

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(End of this chapter)