President Hunting Love is too fierce

He doesn't take small things to heart. He didn't expect that after two days, he would be so angry.

It felt really childish.

But Feiying was here, and she was too embarrassed to apologize.

However, Feiying, who has always been used to silence, seemed to see that the atmosphere was not good, so he rarely opened his mouth to break the deadlock:

"Chuqing, how do you know that Mr. Ross is still a painter? It seems that this is not mentioned in the information I gave you. Do you really know him?" Feiying was very curious. [

Seeing her familiar appearance, could it be that she is really her idol?

I don't usually see her interested in painting.

Ye Chuqing smiled and said, "I really don't know him, it's the first time I've seen him. It's just that I think that although you gave me a lot of information, not much is impressive.

These delegations conduct more subjective investigations, and if you give them a good first impression, it will be very beneficial for cooperation.

So I immediately checked their special information on the Internet, and extracted the topics and achievements they were more interested in.Anyway, compliments don't cost money, and if they make them happy, they will naturally be more satisfied with us. "

Feiying's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help admiring him: "You are a talent for business, and you are very good at pleasing people. Fortunately, you showed up in time just now, and Lester almost made the young master rude."

The two chatted unexpectedly enthusiastically, because it was the first time for Ye Chuqing to take on such a job.

Feiying gave her a lot of professional advice, and she listened carefully.

But the atmosphere in the car was still weird, because Mo Fengya's silence was golden.

Just ignore them.

Ye Chuqing had never been ignored by him before, as if she really didn't exist.

It made her feel faintly uncomfortable.

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The banquet to welcome the guests was very lively.

They also specially invited the leaders of some enterprises that Kelier had invested in China to gather together.

"Mo Fengya, wait a minute." Ye Chuqing, who was wearing a dress, called to Mo Fengya who was about to attend the banquet.

When Mo Fengya turned his head, he was wearing a black tuxedo with a sapphire cornflower brooch on his chest. No matter his clothes or hairstyle, he was as noble and domineering as an emperor.

Ye Chuqing felt that the sense of superiority and alienation he had when they first met came back again.

The two seemed to be separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. [

"What's wrong?" He asked blankly.