Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Sister, brother Ming said that the only strange thing is that Qin Qiong used to dislike a man named Song Jiang, whose name is the same as that of our company, so brother Ming asked me to ask you if you want to check it."

This sentence is called Feng ChuChu. He has an impulse to roll his eyes. What he asks depends on his mood. When he completely listens to Feng ChuChu's words, it is estimated that he has already checked it, and it is the same person. Otherwise, how can the Ming and Qing dynasties have time to say it again.

Song Jiang and Qin Qiong are really interesting. This thing is becoming more and more interesting. Ye Qing's body is not well yet. These things can't bother him. Instead, they can give him entertainment after cooking.

It must be interesting.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Qin is ready. Please go up and meet." a waiter appeared behind her. Feng nodded clearly and casually, indicating that she knew, so he went upstairs under the eyes of the public.

I don't know when the upstairs has been cleaned up. There is a huge table in a decent way. Old Qin has sat down, and Feng ChuChu directly sits in the rest of the seats.

After sitting down, Feng ChuChu can clearly see Qin Qiong's undisguised malice opposite. Feng ChuChu raises the corner of his mouth, which is very irritating, and his eyes are arrogant.

There are many people here who are measuring the weight of the wind. Finally, when the wind looks around all of you, they withdraw their eyes and look leisurely. However, it is difficult to say how many of you are really comfortable.

After all, where are the clear threats.

"The 900 million yuan is still an early investment. If it can be completed perfectly, the later plans will be signed directly. At that time, the benefits are not certain.

This is the right that filin wants to get, but fino's position is very stable. Several consecutive contracts are signed because of fino's relationship, which indirectly consolidated fino's position. Here, fino reaped benefits because of the family, which is a win-win thing.

"Well, that's all for the competition. Ask the notary to check it. Let's talk about something else."

A red light flashed in Feng ChuChu's eyes. Old Qin knew it was not a good thing. How dare he talk? If he broke out what he did, Qin's credit would be over. Feng ChuChu didn't dare to answer.