Chapter 9 I want this person

"Mr. Jian, do you really want to buy this piece of land? To be honest, the tourism industry here has been almost developed. You came all the way here and invested a lot of money. If you can maintain your profit by then, you will be considered profitable."

The person who was speaking was Mr. Huang, the leader of Huangshan's local tourism industry, who had some influence in both the black and white worlds.

Jian Xi shook the teacup in her hand and said respectfully to Mr. Huang: "I never joke about business matters. Anyway, I am sorry to bother you with the land matter, Mr. Huang. I will definitely reward you handsomely after the matter is completed."

Beep beep!

Beep beep!

The phone keeps ringing.

They all tagged her on Weibo, as well as the private messages sent by the onlookers.

Mr. Huang was also very tactful: "Okay, Mr. Jian, you go ahead and do your work. I'll follow up on the land issue. But let's make it clear first that Mr. Jian has to count me in for such a good project."

Jian Xi chuckled: "Of course, with Mr. Huang joining us, this project will definitely make a lot of money."

Mr. Huang left the private room with a smile. Jian Xi put down the teacup and opened Weibo.

Various tags and private messages came flooding in.

The most striking one is:

[Le Qiqi's latest IP is also in Huangshan! Is she meeting with Song Yichen? What about Jian Xi? @Jian Xi, President of Chenxi Group. ]

Jian Xi had never thought that such gossip and scandal would happen to her.

And one of the parties had been in her bed not long ago.

She sent a WeChat message to Song Yichen.

【Are you up? 】

Then I saw the words 'The other party is typing...' at the top of the screen for more than three minutes.

She moved her fingers slightly.

[It took so long, are you writing about your feelings after the event? ]

In the hotel room, Song Yichen's ears felt red and hot, and he subconsciously covered them with his free hand.

Since his wife asked this, did he mean that he felt good or that he would try again next time?

Jian Xi called.

Song Yichen quickly picked up the phone and pretended to be calm: "Wife!"

Jian Xi walked out of the teahouse and said, "Come out and wait for me at the hotel entrance."

Be brief and to the point.

But it can make Song Yichen's heart beat for a long time.

Song Yichen, President of Song Group V: Ahhhhhhh! My wife is so handsome!

Only after I posted it did I see the Weibo posts and private messages that tagged him.

Song Yichen, President of Song Group V: Le Qiqi? Who is she? I don’t know her! Netizens are online in real time.

[The real owner responded in person, Mr. Song is tough. 】

[Does the green tea mistress's face hurt now? 】

[Could it be that Le Qiqi knew that Mr. Song was in Huangshan and rushed over there temporarily? ]

[Um, why does Song Yichen seem to be in love? ]

When Jian Xi drove back to the hotel, he saw Song Yichen from afar, wearing a white shirt and casual pants, standing there very obediently.

The wind blew through his bangs and the hem of his shirt, and the dimples on his waist were faintly visible, and the ambiguous traces left over from last night could still be vaguely seen.

Tsk.

Really recruiting.

The car stopped.

Jian Xi looked at him: "Get in the car."

"Wife!" Song Yichen's first reaction after getting in the car was to kiss Jian Xi.

Then he started to complain: "Wife, someone on Weibo is accusing me of cheating. I pledge my entire fortune that if I have any connection with that woman, the Song Group will go bankrupt in a minute. I will never be able to take the most satisfactory photos in my life, and there will never be toilet paper when I go to the bathroom."

Jian Xi: “…”

In her twenty-plus years of life, this was the first time someone had sworn such an oath in front of her.

She smiled and put down Song Yichen's raised hand, and restarted the car: "It's a rare opportunity to come here, let's go, I'll take you to have some fun."

After saying that, she turned her head and glanced at Song Yichen's body suspiciously: "But, are you still able to do it?"

I must have been quite tired last night.

Song Yichen said firmly: "It must be done."

An hour later, not far from Yungu Temple, Song Yichen sat on the side of the road, panting.

"Wife, I, I can't do it anymore."

Jian Xi looked back at him and said, "Squeamish."

Go back and lead the person, and continue to climb up.

The two of them were wearing the same pair of hiking shoes, which Jian Xi bought on the way back to the hotel.

Song Yichen even made a special post on Weibo, with the picture of the two people's feet.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

We rested for half an hour at Tiandu Peak, surrounded by lush green fields.

Looking down from a high place, it seems as if the clouds are all at your feet.

At this moment, it seems that even the most restless heart can be soothed and calmed.

On the way back, the two took the cable car.

"Wife, it's so high here...Wife, hold on to me tight...Wife..."

So noisy.

Jian Xi directly sealed his lips, blocking all sounds.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already late at night.

The night view here is beautiful. Jian Xi originally wanted to take a walk, but Song Yichen's legs were already weak and he insisted on going back to the room.

I really love to act like a spoiled child.

"Mr. Song."

A coquettish voice sounds very artificial.

Jian Xi and Song Yichen were waiting for the elevator when a girl in a tube top dress and miniskirt came over.

"Mr. Song, the hotel said there are no rooms left. I have no place to stay tonight. Which floor is your room on? Can you lend me half of your bed to rest? My feet are so sore."

She was also holding up her phone, glancing at the screen from time to time, as if she was broadcasting live.

Song Yichen covered his nose and said, "Who are you? I'm not scanning the code, nor am I picking up anything. What's the smell on you? It stinks."

Le Qiqi: “…”

"Mr. Song, you were the one who recommended this perfume to me, and we haven't seen each other for just a few days. Why did you turn your face against me? We were clearly... Oh, do you really want a girl like me to make things so clear in a place like this?"

Song Yichen's heart was filled with alarm, and he quickly looked at Jian Xi: "Wife, I swear, I really don't know her!"

Le Qiqi knew that Song Yichen had posted his marriage certificate, but she didn't care.

There are many business marriages among the wealthy families, but aren’t they just loving on the surface but doing their own things in private?

As long as he can keep Song Yichen as his supporter, why would he be worried about not having a secure place to live in the rest of his life?

"Sister, don't get me wrong. President Song and I, we... oh, I'm not good at talking, please don't despise me, I really don't want to ruin your relationship..."

Jian Xi was tired of watching: "Have you had enough of acting?"

Le Qiqi: “Ah?”

Jian Xi raised her chin towards Le Qiqi's phone and said, "Using live broadcast to use public opinion to prove your relationship with Song Yichen is no different from pushing him into the Yellow River to take a bath. I don't care how you knew we were staying in this hotel. Your behavior has already caused trouble for us."

After saying that, she called the police directly.

This is a scenic spot and there are patrolling police cars, so we arrived quickly.

Le Qiqi thus became the first anchor to record herself being taken away by the police.

#Le Qiqi was arrested##Jian Xi called the police##Song Yichen denied knowing Le Qiqi#Jian Xi, President of Chenxi Group V: I want this person @Song Yichen, President of Song Group, I will use force later, if anyone else is interested in him, we will see you in court.

Song Yichen, President of Song Group V: Wifey, muah! // Chenxi Group President Jian Xi V: This person @Song Yichen, President of Song Group, I want him. I will use courtesy first and force later. If anyone else wants him, we will see you in court.

(End of this chapter)