When Jiang Xinlu offered to invite Fang to dinner, Fang Qimiao bent his lips and readily agreed. Although sitting in her second-hand car feels a little bit cheaper, it's also a great honor for Jiang Xinlu to take the initiative to invite him to dinner. He will be able to brag in front of boss Hao another day.

Looking at Jiang Xinlu's skillful starting the car to push the gear, he raised his eyebrow in disgust, "Mr. Jiang, now you are the boss of the company. It's time to change your gun and car. It used to make sense in a small street factory. Now it's a big factory with thousands of people. Isn't it too shabby to drive this kind of car?"

Jiang Xinlu said, "it's just a substitute. I think it's OK."

"You can't say that," Fang Qimiao taught. "The scooter is about ordinary people. You are a person with status now. The function of a car is not only a means of transportation, but also a symbol of status. For example, when you ask someone to talk business, they drive a big run, and you drive a great wall, which is second-hand. When the other person looks at it, he thinks that you have no strength, the first impression is not good, and he has no interest. At present, the industry does not advocate packaging. Stars, business owners, even me, have to participate in some fixed activities every year, and some interviews to increase their popularity. Otherwise, who will recognize me as a gold medal barrister? "

Jiang Xinlu said with a smile, "it turns out that you are a barrister."

Fang Zemu was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she could joke. She felt that Jiang Xinlu had changed a lot. She seemed to be trying to integrate herself into the life of normal people. Fang Zemu didn't know what supported her to make such efforts, but she was glad to see her change.

Fang was not modest. "Of course, I still have strength, but fame is an intangible asset. Naturally, the more the better."

The place to eat was chosen by Fang CE Miao. According to him, it should be worthy of his status. After all, he is so expensive.

Jiang Xinlu is strict with herself, but generous to others, especially when it comes to dinner. She never cares about details.

There is enough heat in the dining room. When they enter, a waiter will help them take off their coats and show them to their seats. There is no private room, but each dining table is far away, separated by a screen in the middle. Walking in it is like a maze.

Sit down in the window seat, at noon, the sun from the French window slanting in, the golden light covered half of the table, the white plate shining, bright.

Jiang Xinlu looks at the street where she gets off at the bottom of the car. Suddenly, she feels like she has a half day's leisure. She usually eats in the canteen in the factory. If she runs business outside, she will have a fast food. Today, thanks to Fang Qimiao, she can sit down and have a big meal.

I thought the food here was light, but in my mouth it was sour and spicy, which was quite similar to Jiang Xinlu's taste. She never concealed her preference for food, and soon killed two bowls of rice.

Fang Qimiao laughed and joked, "President Jiang has a good appetite."

"The food you ordered is delicious. It's time for dinner."

"At first glance, Mr. Jiang is a doer, and his meals are so real." Speaking of this, Fang CE Miao suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the dishes on the table, "do you mind if I send a circle of friends?"

Knowing that he didn't photograph her, Jiang Xinlu shook her head: "I don't mind."

Fang Qimiao sent out the photo with a smile and added a line of words: delicious food, beautiful woman

He just wants to see if some people's reactions can be recognized?

The person opposite suddenly stood up. Fang Qimiao looked up and heard Jiang Xinlu say, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Fang CE Miao Oh, look down at the mobile phone, someone has left comments in the circle of friends, all joking: where is the beauty?

How can a beautiful woman never show up?

I want to see a beautiful woman.

Do you dare to show your face?

What he di sent was: Lawyer Fang teases my sister.

Kong Huanjun also wrote: it's the witness who doesn't dare to show his face, lawyer Fang.

Then add another: the witness also teases, lawyer Fang, you are hungry.

……

Fang Qimiao looked down one by one, laughing hard, but the man he was waiting for didn't show up, but the sultry man seldom looked at his circle of friends, maybe not.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone rang, wechat came in and went back to have a look. It was Hao Chengsheng: where to eat?

Fang Qimiao: Green Peacock

Hao Chengsheng: is she OK?

Fang CE and Miao Xin said that he really recognized the crouching trough. In the photo, he photographed Jiang Xinlu with one hand. How familiar is he with Jiang Xinlu and can he recognize it with one hand?

Who are you talking about?

Hao Chengsheng: who else do you think?

Fang Qimiao continued to play silly: I don't know.

Hao Chengsheng: I'm looking for you to practice boxing after work.

Fang CE Miao: sweat! How do you know I have dinner with Jiang Xinlu?

Hao Chengsheng: pinch your fingers.

Fang CE Miao: cry and laugh.

Since the collapse of the investment company, Gao Leng's boss Hao seems to have changed his style of painting. Leng Buding says a word, which immediately hits his smile. Fang Qimiao thinks that he is breaking the pot, his career is broken, and his beauty is not available. He is going further and further on the road of self release.

Jiang Xinlu thinks the world is really small. She can meet Han Yani in the bathroom. Recently, they have met a lot.

Han Yani naturally saw her, raised her eyebrows and laughed, "what a coincidence, President Jiang also came to dinner?"

"Well." To her, Jiang Xinlu has nothing to say.

She didn't want to talk about it, but Hani kept pestering, "sorry, I only learned about you and Juhua later. If I had known, I wouldn't have..."

Jiang Xinlu interrupted her, "it doesn't matter, they break the contract, we get reasonable compensation."

Han Ya Ni Leng for a moment, "compensation? Why... Doesn't it mean that the contract hasn't been completed? "

"Who said it wasn't finished?" Jiang Xinlu said with a sneer, "what did vice president Zhu say? A man who does not believe what he says, do you believe it? "

"How can you speak ill of people behind their backs? That's not good."

"In front of him, I said, aren't you there?"

Han Yani, "..." she said, and Jiang Xinlu replied. She didn't know when Jiang Xinlu had become so articulate. Compared with Jiang Xinlu, who used to speak less, she seemed to be a different person.

"Also," Jiang Xinlu washed her hands, straightened up and looked at her seriously, "I don't want to have another time to kill 1000 enemies and lose 800."

Hani frowned, "what do you mean?"

"Juhua's budget is only so much, and the price of your products has never been low. If you can't give each other a satisfactory price, how can you reach a consensus?"

Han Yani's face is a little ugly, because Jiang Xinlu is right. She has to keep the price below the cost price to negotiate the deal with the other party. It's all selling at a loss, but she can afford to lose money. Jiang Xinlu wants to fight with her, but there is no way.

She refused to admit defeat, "anyway, it's Han who got Juhua's contract."

"Is it?" Jiang Xinlu has gone to the door, looking back at her, "are you sure?"

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