The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 220 Competitive Dating

In the evening, Su Moqian walked into Xia Qing's office.

"I haven't seen Brother Mo Qian for a day. Special Assistant Wu said that Brother Mo Qian has gone out!" Xia Qing knew that it was Su Moqian who had entered the door. His footsteps were very different from others'. They were extremely soft and did not even make a sound. , It seems to be a cat, it may also be because the floor is not wooden.

"How do you know I'm here just by guessing? I went to talk about an investment today. The plan and details are all in this folder. You can go through it first. If you think it's okay, I think signing this contract is for future development. A big plan!" Su Moqian put the blue folder on Xia Qing's desk.

Xia Qing put the blue folder into a large pile of documents: "Okay, Brother Mo Qian, wait until I'm busy with the plan for this quarter, now the company always has some budget for billing and purchasing, Investment is a good thing, but you have to be optimistic about the project, right?"

"Yes, I just saw that we have spent a lot of money on purchasing materials recently, so I want to say that only if we have more funds with greater returns to stabilize, can we take large orders with confidence, and we can't just limit ourselves to After all, the current textile market is not like it was before liberation!" Su Moqian's words are not unreasonable, and you will see this shortcoming when you look at the operation of Xia's enterprise, but it is mainly a small business handicraft workshop type. If the textile production is done well, the details of the products are always not up to standard.

"It's not that I don't believe in Brother Mo Qian's proposal. After all, I just accepted it not long ago. I'm still learning a lot. I want to get this right. I will definitely see Brother Mo Qian's plan. I will discuss it with Brother Mo Qian when the time comes." !" Xia Qing is exactly the same as He Xiuying in that she refuses to draw conclusions lightly on things she hasn't looked at carefully.

"Okay, but now it's time to get off work. We've been busy all day. Let's have dinner together. You don't have a date?" Su Moqian asked, then walked to Xia Qing's desk, fiddling with the crystal vase. A few roses.

"I don't have a date, but you have to wait for me, I'll fix it right away!" Xia Qing didn't even have time to take care of Su Moqian, her eyes were still on these accounts.

"This rose blooms beautifully, why did you think of planting roses today?" Su Moqian picked up a rose and began to play with it.The red is delicate and charming, as gorgeous and fragrant as a foot of red.

"This flower..." Xia Qing was about to explain, when the door of the office was opened again.

"I said, Mr. Leng, can you not just rush in every time you come, but just go in quietly!" Following the person who entered the door was Special Assistant Wu.

Xia Qing couldn't do without raising her head, and Leng Lie had already appeared in front of her, wearing a black Armani shirt and a black suit, but the tie was bright gray, which further highlighted the style of the tie.

"I was talking about roses just now, but Mr. Leng has arrived. The roses are delicate and beautiful. They must have been given by Mr. Leng. I know that our little sun is in love with roses. I think of her when we were young, but she likes to play in the rose garden the most!" It is admiring the meaning of coldness. I didn't expect that the voice did not fall behind the first sentence, but the latter sentence was more prominent. After all, Su Moqian is clever, and there is something in his words.

Leng Lie walked directly to Xia Qing's desk, took the rose and looked at it carefully: "So, you like roses, so why did you leave bellflowers that day? I always thought you liked bellflowers, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because I borrowed platycodon to explain that I forgave you that day, but you didn't understand that's all. Besides, people knew me for a day and knew that I liked Qiangwei. Shouldn't you reflect on it?" Xia Qing got up and sorted out the documents.

"It's Ouyang Jingyu, he still doesn't give up?" He coldly guessed that it was the man from last night.

Su Moqian was also surprised that Ouyang Jingyu was more elusive than Leng Lie.

"It turns out that Little Sun has many loyal suitors. Mr. Leng, you have many opponents. You are very dangerous!" This sentence is for Leng Lie, but also for himself.

"I don't know if he's determined or not. Anyway, Luo Hua intends to be ruthless. Well, I can't get enough of the flowers. I'm hungry!" Xia Qing said cutely, rubbing her stomach.

"Come on, let's go to eat, I'll pick you up to eat, I know a very good restaurant!" As he spoke coldly, he already held Xia Qing's arm with one hand, as if to leave.

Xia Qing broke free from her cold and cold hand: "No, I have already promised Brother Mo Qian to have dinner together, you are beyond my expectation!"

"Then do you have the heart to leave me alone to eat?" Leng Lie was like a child.

"Okay, now that you've come all the way here, and I'm a bodhisattva, brother Mo Qian doesn't mind eating with more than one person, can we add people but not food?" Xia Qing asked Su Moqian like a child Views.

Can I say no?

"Let's go, let's go to the restaurant that Mr. Leng said!" Su Moqian twitched the corners of her lips, as if it didn't matter at all, but this coldness was unusual.

When the three of them walked to the underground garage, they encountered another problem, which car should Xia Qing get in?

At this time, Xia Qing had parked cars on both sides, a white Ferrari convertible sports car, a black Mercedes, two pairs of equally sincere gazes swept across her eyes.

Xia Qing turned around and laughed at the two car owners: "Haha, I'm going to drive my Beetle today, you two will escort me well today!" The Beetle, passing between them.

There are wonders in the driveway.

There are three lanes, with a Beetle in the middle and Mercedes-Benz and Ferrari on both sides.

A separate driveway protects the Beetle from the front to the rear.

Leng Leng opened the car window, put his hand on the window, looked at Xia Qing's driving Beetle, pinched his fingers on his chin, and lowered the speed of the car by dozens of yards for Xia Qing.

Originally, he wanted to take Xia Qing to a western food restaurant he discovered recently for a romantic candlelight dinner, but Cheng Yaojin was caught on the way, and Su Moqian insisted on slapping him.

I can only pick an authentic Chinese restaurant in Shanghai.