Good Luck:Dear,Come

After preparing herself, she plucked up her courage, raised her head and set foot in the French restaurant called Jingdong Naicha.

Explained the intention, the female manager of the restaurant led her to the corner of the restaurant and asked her to wait for a few minutes.

She bowed her head, but the wait was fifty minutes.

Finally, the protagonist is willing to appear, "Miss Lin? I remember a few days ago that I had already refused very clearly. Please don't let your company... "

The voice came from the front. She looked back and quickly raised her head. At the moment when her eyes met, they both froze.

I don't know why. Lin Xiaoqing has a strange feeling. She was infatuated with the man in front of her. She once gave up her marriage and abandoned her daughter for him. But now, seeing this man again, she has no feeling at all. Her heart is calm and calm, and there is no wave in her heart.

But Liu Dongqiang was not so calm. He was deeply attracted by her beautiful eyes from the moment he saw her.

He immediately sat down and put his hands on the table, squinting slightly, looking up and down at the beauty.

Not good This look, which Lin Xiaoqing recognized, was the bloodthirsty expression of the hunter when he was staring at the prey.

"Well, it's like this," she said to herself, coughing softly, trying to draw his attention back. "Miss Han of our company probably mentioned it to you a few days ago. We hope you can..."

"I know," he interrupted, waving his hand. "I remember it all. What's your name? "

"Lin Xiaoqing."

"Xiaoqing?"

Liu Dongqiang chewed her name like a delicacy. Somehow, it made her feel like she was being crooked from head to toe in her head. This kind of feeling was disgusting.

She managed to maintain a smile on the corner of her mouth and continued: "if Mr. Liu still remembers the cooperation plan, I wonder if you would like to reconsider it again?"

"Well," he said with a smile, leaning back slightly in his comfortable chair, "I remember that I was asked to design a creative dish to make a bottle of French red wine give full play to its charm, right?"

"Yes." She nodded faintly.

Liu Dongqiang pauses for a while. Lin Xiaoqing can't figure out what's going on in his head. He can only cooperate with him in silence.

Half pay, he finally spoke, "where's the wine?"

She was stunned for a moment. After realizing that this is a positive answer, she was overjoyed and quickly took out a bottle of red wine from her bag.

Liu Dongqiang took the wine, his expression was cold, but the corner of his mouth was smiling. He turned the bottle, looked at the label and asked, "do you know my value?"

What does that mean? He She was not sure what he was suggesting, or even Express.

"Then..." She opened her lips, waiting for the other side to take the initiative.

"What I want to see is sincerity."

Oh, your sister is so mysterious. I really don't understand why I was fascinated by this kind of man in my last life! She didn't answer, vaguely understand each other's ambiguous hint, but she didn't want to admit it, so she had to play silly.

"It doesn't matter. If Mr. Liu has any requests, we will try our best to do it." She spoke again with a smile on her face.

"Next Wednesday, you'll come with the contract and we'll talk about it in detail." He stirred up a smile.

Lin Xiaoqing frowned, contract? Have you talked about the contract directly?

"But don't you try this wine first?"

"I know this wine. Do you think I'm really out of shape?" He raised his eyebrows, deliberately showing an expression of displeasure, as if dissatisfied with her underestimation.

"No, I didn't mean that..."

"Anyway, first of all," he concluded the negotiation unilaterally. "There are a lot of guests. I don't have much time to chat with you. Next Wednesday, eleven in the morning. Don't be late. " With that, he moved his chair back half a step and was about to get up and leave his seat.

"Then I'll invite our company's..."

"I don't want anyone else," Liu Dongqiang immediately dismissed her plan, "just you, I only talk to you. If someone else comes, I'm sorry, I won't sign it! "

Lin Xiaoqing helpless, this man is extraordinary, no matter in god horse time and space, is a virtue.

"I see." Patience, she took a deep breath, patience.

"Very good," he said with satisfaction. "I hope we can cooperate happily."

After putting down a sentence, he turned and walked away, leaving Lin Xiaoqing in a blank mind, as if he had been on a thief's boat No, it's just a boat of thieves.

From that day on, she began to feel uneasy.

Song Beichuan is not a wooden man. Of course, he can see it, but he is not sure about the real reason, but it's strange enough for him that the other party has appointed her to sign the contract. In addition, Lin Xiaoqing has been worried since that day, but he can't find out why.After that, some vulgar whispers began to appear in the company. Of course, not in front of him, but unfortunately, he heard it.

It is said that chef Liu was deeply attracted by the young and beautiful landlady, so he was hooked. So the boss, the temptation to cooperate with each other.

It is also said that the boss's wife's hand is a trick for beauty. Chef Liu is so young that he can't stand the temptation of such young women All in all, it's as if he's been capped.

When he heard it, he was almost angry, but he still kept his temper and turned a deaf ear. He can trust his wife, but he can't trust the man surnamed Liu.

As a man, he can see through Liu Dongqiang's heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney at a glance. He is a beauty lover, and he knows very well how attractive Lin Xiaoqing is in a man's eyes.

Although it seems that he went to work with Xiaolin in France that day, in fact, he went out with Xiaolin.

His car was just opposite the restaurant. Through the French window, he saw her led to the second floor.

He cursed in his heart. Half a month ago, he came to negotiate twice in person. Twice, he talked directly in the restaurant on the first floor. Then he was beaten away, but the second time she came, she was "invited" to the second floor? If the animal surnamed Liu has no other intention, do you believe it? Hell with the letter!

Thinking of this, he turned off the engine and got off to the restaurant.

As soon as she stepped in, the waitress leaned over and asked politely, "do you have a reservation, sir?"

The waiter in front of him looks very young, like a college student who came to work College students are better at digging.