A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

She looked at the home page, and sure enough, there was microblog software. She went in a little and automatically logged in to Jin Beisen's microblog.

Zhou Manchun felt very excited as if she had opened up a new continent. She hurriedly looked at Jin Beisen's Micro blog, whose name is Kevin. Zhou Manchun thought it might be his English name, which sounds like some native English name.

Jin Beisen has only one Weibo fan. Zhou Manchun is not interested in checking it out. The president of JS international has only one Weibo fan. Is that right? His micro-blog is also very small, just three.

When Zhou Manchun looked at it, the whole person was petrified, and there was a look of consternation on her delicate face.

Since July 14, 2014, every year after July 14, he has sent a sentence: I still love you.

Short four words, but like a strong and powerful tire, hard rolling in Zhou Manchun's heart.

I still love you?

On July 14, 2016, isn't that the Valentine's day she and Jin Beisen met?

Every July 14 is silver, Valentine's day, and this day, for Zhou Manchun, it's like a magic spell.

Zhou Manchun unconsciously presses her hand on her chest. She has a slight dyspnea. Judging from Jin Beisen's microblog, he should have known the girl a long time ago.

I also love your "return" word, which means that Jin Beisen and the girl have known each other for at least four years. Zhou Manchun doesn't know how they separated, but suddenly she is sad.

The sour and astringent at the tip of her nose can't help it. She looks at his micro blog and her thoughts are in the air.

Zhou Manchun sees Wang Ma coming over. She exits the microblog backstage, sucks her nose, curls up on the sofa with her back to Wang ma.

She didn't want Wang Ma to see her crying, let alone Jin Beisen to know that she was crying for him.

In this era, who hasn't got an old lover? Maybe Jin Beisen has put it down, or maybe it's not Jin Beisen's Micro blog? Zhou Manchun can only comfort his broken mood in this way.

"What's wrong with you, Miss Zhou?" Wang Ma see Zhou Manchun curled up in the sofa, still think Zhou Manchun is where uncomfortable, she quickly walked up to ask.

Zhou Manchun buries her head in the pillow. Her eyes are red, and she doesn't want to see anyone.

"I'm ok, Wang ma. I want to eat egg tarts. Can you make some for me?" Zhou Manchun changed the subject.

"Sure, Miss Zhou. I'll do it right away." Wang Ma said with a smile.

JS international.

"President Jin, Lin's group let out the wind and said that the land was theirs." Uncle Zou took a statement and hurried into Jin Beisen's office.

"Is what they say useful? That piece of land belongs to me. No one can argue with me. " Jin Beisen's cold eyes were full of sinister things, and his sharp, knife like face had a natural King's demeanor. His eyes narrowed slightly and sounded a signal of danger.

"But Lin's side has already paid the deposit. " Uncle Zou is also an old Jianghu man, he said quietly.

"Don't worry, Tang Junmian doesn't dare not listen to me." Jin Beisen said confidently, what is their Jin family's position in city a? Who dare to challenge the authority of Jin family?

"What does Tang Junmian mean?"

"Snipe and clam are competing for profits. He wants to fry the price. I'd like to see if he has the ability." Jin Beisen's thin lips are slightly opened, and his ink eyes are more and more profound.

Zou Shu knows that Lin's group is certainly not a competitor of JS international, but recently, the stock market of a city has been in constant turmoil, and many companies have skyrocketed or plummeted overnight, making people panic. Only JS international is as stable as Mount Tai, but Lin's group is the largest competitor of JS International.

In order to compete with JS international, Lin Group has adopted the means of internal holding, which is really despicable.

"Is Jin always going to the business reception tonight?" Uncle Zou leaned over and asked.

"Go." Jin Beisen replied decisively.

This business wine party is jointly held by ten major enterprises in a city. Jin Jia is the founder and the largest investor of the business wine party. Every year, many small companies are invited to participate in the business wine party.

"Then I'll go down first." Said uncle Zou without expression.

"Yes." Jin Beisen closed his eyes and meditated for a while.

Everyone will bring a dancing partner to the business reception. Jin Beisen was just wondering if he would take Zhou Manchun with him.

His hand unconsciously picked up the side of the mobile phone, to Zhou Manchun made a phone call.

Jin Beisen doesn't lack company. He just wants Zhou Manchun to be with him. She has been with him for nearly a month and hasn't met her friends. Jin Beisen thinks it's necessary to take Zhou Manchun to meet him.

After dialing the phone, Zhou Manchun took dozens of seconds to answer the call.

"Hello?" Zhou Manchun asked and put egg tarts in her mouth. The egg tarts made by Wang Ma are really delicious.

When Jin Beisen heard that Zhou Manchun was eating, he asked with a doting smile, "what are you eating?"

"Mother Wang made me egg tarts, which are super delicious." Zhou Manchun praises Wang Ma while eating. Wang Ma sits beside her and smiles.

"Stop eating and come to our company." Jin Beisen's sexy thin lips gently raised a ghostly smile.

"Oh, yes." Zhou Manchun said while not forgetting to put egg tarts in her mouth. Wang ma not only made egg tarts, but also made afternoon tea for her.

"Don't eat too much. I don't like fat women." Jin Beisen did not forget to laugh at Zhou Manchun before hanging up.

"Well, I didn't make you like me." Zhou Manchun retorted and quarreled with Jin Beisen, which was quite interesting.

Jin Beisen smiled at the other end of the phone, and the whole person was very comfortable lying on the office chair, taking Zhou Manchun. He couldn't help it.

I like it very much in my heart, but I have to be brave to say that I don't care. I don't like it. Why should I think about it?

Sometimes, Jin Beisen really wants to forget the past. His meeting with Zhou Manchun is so accidental. Heaven created an opportunity for them to meet each other. He should cherish it.

However, Jin Beisen's heart has squeezed too much hatred, so how can the wounds of many years be resolved at once?

Opening the familiar drawer, Jin Beisen picked up the photo he had seen countless times.

He touched the girl's face in the photo with his fingers, and his eyes turned into a light sadness.

Fool, if only you were here.

"Mother Wang, can you help me with a box? Beisen asked me to go to JS international. I want to bring him egg tarts and afternoon tea. "