President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 207 Chapter 207
"My dad has a chance?"

"Don't sell it, of course we have a chance directly."

Li Wenqiong understood, but she didn't expect: "Why is it my father?" After asking, she found herself asking a stupid question: "I will fly back immediately and let my father come to see you." Wait for the opportunity to enter.

After Gu Cici saw her off, he made an appointment with Kapok for afternoon tea.

Kapok doesn't know where she fell into Gu Cici's eyes. It is said that there are many people who want to follow Gu Cici's path, and most of them are wives from large groups who invite her to drink tea, but she seems to only "favor" herself.

Kapok sometimes thinks, is he a good flatterer?But she quickly overturned her guess. To put it bluntly, she was just such a small factory, and she spent the rest of her time as a pimp, and this was the first time she was with such an influential little girl.

"Ms. Kapok."

Kapok smiled, but the corners of her lips couldn't help trembling. She had a clean smile and a warm greeting. She couldn't see the slightest interest in taking advantage of others. Every time she smiled, she was so clean.

Mu Mian has to say that she has been in this circle for so many years, and the first time she mistook her was the little girl in front of her. It is uncertain who can make money with an innocent face all her life.

Gu Cici sat down enthusiastically, and grumbled, "It's late, there are too many things to do during the holiday, and I finally finished my work. I'll buy what my sister wants to drink."

"Then I'm welcome."

"Whatever."

Mu Mian gave her a reproachful look: "I still really want you to invite me. I haven't thanked you for what happened last time." That was the key to Boss Zhao's survival.

The ancient words smiled.

Kapok touted the ancient words for a long time, and asked, "I don't know if you are familiar with Shen Guangyao?"

"Speak." After the factory signed, some things can be straightforward.

Kapok's expression froze for a moment, especially when she found that her eyes were clean without any fluctuations, she suspected that the other party was the one fishing: "The Zhao family wants to take advantage of the old man's birthday to host a business party in the upper city this year, of course we can't talk to the real It's a business gathering, so I want to invite a few important people, I wonder if I can invite Shen Guangyao's father, Mr. Shen?"

Gu Cici bit his straw and looked at her.

Kapok immediately said: "Of course, Boss Zhao took a picture of a blue top-level rough stone in South Africa a few days ago, and thought it was not a coincidence. It complements the temperament of speech. Only a little girl like you can compare the quality of the diamond." When it is displayed brightly, are we still waiting for an eye-opener?"

Rough stone? "Let me see?" Rustic and serious.

The corners of Kapok's mouth froze, and he quickly took out the picture to Ci Ci to see. This kind of thing must be placed in a place with a high security level: "The size is enough."

What Gu Cici thought was that he and Shen Guangyao should be as big as one fist: "Well, I'll wear it to see if I can match it up."

"Sure, you are so beautiful."

Gu Cici smiled, took a sip of milk tea, and talked about some documents she saw in Lu Zhiyuan's study recently.

……

As the end of the year approaches, many people have discovered that the business circle, which was supposed to make big moves in investment, has strangely failed to follow suit in the year of next year when it seems to be making a lot of money.

The Li family in the south quietly took over the small and micro technology industry that everyone in the Shuguang direct family wanted to grab, which surprised everyone.

There are shrewd people who have already begun to burn the hot stove of ancient Ci Ci, to let go of the reserved and noble image of the famous ladies, and occasionally they are willing to put down their faces and say a few soft words.

Naturally, there are also real masters in Vanity Fair, who flatter Gu Ci Ci comfortably, and Gu Ci Ci will feel like being "deceived", accidentally revealing some news, and then innocently and lively praise the other party's beautiful jewelry and luxury cars , The watch is also very flashing, too greedy to walk.

People in the same class as Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help thinking, how could Lu Zhiyuan find such a girlfriend.

Those above this level, I hope that Mr. Lu will soon get tired of playing.

During Lu Jiansen's new year's day, he attended a few receptions, and someone mentioned his son's girlfriend, and asked him to take care of those who were earnest and watched the excitement.

Lu Jiansen pretended not to hear that, even the seven or eight children born to the fiercely competitive Lu Group and his wives have become strangely harmonious in the past six months, and even the fight for family property has weakened.

Therefore, there are naturally many people who want to provoke, but Lu Jiansen, who has always been competitive, seems to have not heard it, and everyone has a bodhisattva heart.

On the contrary, the killing of Feng's family is still fierce. Feng Zheng doesn't know who he has offended recently, and several projects are not progressing smoothly.

……

Lu Zhiyuan lay idly on the soft couch covered with red brocade in the study, Chinese knots were hung on the windows, and the traces of last night's firecrackers were left on the trees.

The person in the study, holding a book in one hand, resting the other hand on the back of his head, turned his head slightly to look out of the window. The mild sunlight in the early spring shone on him, fully displaying the word 'son'.

Gu Ci Ci took a paintbrush and captured the people and the scenery outside the window on the paper.

Lu Zhiyuan's arm was a little tired: "Can I move it?"

"No."

Lu Zhiyuan continued to lie on his pillow, the view outside the window, the people in the house were quiet and harmonious, the strife outside could not even enter the gate of this courtyard, as for those trivial matters, they were really just trivial matters.

Gu Shi pushed open the door of the study room and took a look, his gaze wandered around the man on the couch, he had no choice but to close the door in frustration and go out.

Gu Nian came over with brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, dressed in high-definition winter clothes, which raised the dimension of the whole person: "Do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"Why are you losing your temper? I don't know why." After finishing speaking, he glanced inside from the opening of the screen, threw the grapes on the plate into his mouth, but didn't go in, and followed the footsteps of the ancient times: "Sister and Brother Lu have a good relationship. Don’t eat! The master’s workmanship!”

Gu Nian waited for a long time without waiting for an answer: "I like to eat or not." I stuffed it into my mouth.

……

There is no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the Gu family.

Before Cao Xiurong could wait for his son to come back, he fell ill once without warning, and began to cry out the ancient words.

Gu Qiang also seemed to be infected with his daughter-in-law's madness, following Song Wanwan's yelling speeches, each one became more mournful and miserable, as if she had broken up the family.

However, Qian Yuzhi made a bowl of noodles for Song Wanwan and laid an egg in it. He looked at his granddaughter with a smile, "Is Song Yue still in touch with you?"

When Song Wanwan heard this, she hysterically pinned the hot noodles on Qian Yuzhi's head.

Qian Yuzhi's mournful cry overlapped with Gu Qiang's, and the chickens flew like dogs.

……

Gu Cici was standing in the huge warehouse in the Song family's backyard, looking at the small porcelain bottles inside, which contained countless paints.

Rows of overall shelves, rows of small grids that have been processed, and all kinds of porcelain vases, big or small, or shiny oval, or gourds like jade, there are azure official kilns and ordinary famous kilns , which are filled with various paints that Mr. Song has found over the years.

It can be said that the types of pigments here are enough to restore a large cemetery relic.

Gu Cici looked obsessively at the neatly marked grids.

(End of this chapter)