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Chapter 397 My Dear Sister
Rather than seeing her every day at home, Zheng Qingqing would rather meet her occasionally at work.

With that in mind, she agreed.

The two went to the newspaper office together.

Zheng Qingqing greeted the personnel in the personnel department, and left Qianqian there.

Although a day's work is easy, but the miscellaneous things are piled up, which makes people feel tired.

Zheng Qingqing was very busy, and quickly put Qianqian's matter behind her.

"Gently, this document is for you." The person who spoke was the boss Jinyue: "Wait an investor is coming, you can contact me for me."

"But boss, I'm just a reporter and I don't have any experience in this field." Zheng Weiqing subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"It's okay," Jinyue comforted her with a smile: "This investor is easy to talk to. I've worked with him for a long time, and he's kind. This is also an opportunity for you to exercise yourself."

Zheng Qingyuan heard this and knew that she had no way to refuse.

She hesitated for a moment, then took the document handed over by Jinyue: "Okay, thank you boss, I'll try it."

Jinyue said yes with a smile, and doubts appeared in her eyes when she turned to leave.

She didn't understand why that partner wanted to see Zheng Qingqing by name.But in order to get the investment, she naturally couldn't refuse such a not-so-excessive request.

In the reception room, when Zheng gently opened the door and entered, he saw a man with his back turned to him.

The man was wearing a suit and had a bracelet made of obsidian Pixiu on his wrist. He was tall and his hair was a rare dark blue under the sunlight.It's almost black, and if you look at it in the dark, it's about normal black.This color is not dyed, but natural.

Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Hello, sir, I am a staff member of this newspaper, and I am in charge of contacting you."

When the man heard her words, he seemed to chuckle a little, his voice was soft and low, with a pleasant sound quality.

Different from Lu Xicheng's gentleness, there is a sense of danger that hides a knife in the cotton.

Zheng Weiqing suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Amidst her anxiety, the visitor turned around a little bit.

There was a brilliant smile between his brows and eyes, and his dark blue pupils became a little clearer under the sunlight.

He said: "Hello Miss Zheng Qingqing, let me introduce myself. My name is Yan Che. Long time no see."

Zheng Qingqing's face lost all color in an instant.

She opened her mouth, and after a while, she found her own voice: "Say, what's your name?"

"My name is Yan Che," he said with a gentle smile, "I'm the president of the Zheng Group and your old friend. My dear sister."

There was a sudden burst of pain in Zheng Qingqing's mind.

She knelt down, hugged her body, trembling: "What old friend? What sister?"

Yan Che smiled lowly, and he squatted in front of her on one knee, with a slightly sighing expression on his face, or something else: "Didn't Lu Xicheng tell you? Gentle, my sister. "

Amid Zheng Qingqing's pale face, he frowned slightly, and his voice became more worried: "Why is your face so ugly? Don't scare me, I'm too emotional, it's not good for your heart."

Zheng Qingyuan wanted to talk and let him leave.But she tried many times, but couldn't do it.

She gritted her teeth and stood up slowly.

(End of this chapter)