Before the inheritance had even warmed up, Valjean was eager to auction it off. Seeing this, Cecilio frowned deeply. He asked Valjean in confusion, "Are you so short of money?"
"certainly!"
Ajan blinked his eyes and said fiercely to Cecilio and Han Zhan, "I'm getting married tomorrow. Don't forget to bring gifts. I only want money. Cash, WeChat, Alipay, or credit cards are all fine!"
Everyone rolled their eyes.
We laughed and chatted until after ten o'clock, then everyone went back to their rooms, waiting for tomorrow to come.
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In the car.
Cheng Yanmo wanted to ask Feiwen some questions, but since there was a driver in the car, he was somewhat hesitant.
Feiwen sat in the car with nothing to do, so she opened her mobile phone mailbox and browsed the official documents. Suddenly, she heard Cheng Yanmo say, "Qian Sheng, find a bar to drop us off."
Qian Sheng is Cheng Yanmo's driver.
The driver was a bit surprised by this request. "At this time?" Cheng Yanmo was a very self-disciplined person. On weekdays, he wouldn't go to a bar to relax.
Cheng Yanmo nodded, "Yeah."
"OK."
Feiwen noticed that Cheng Yanmo used the word "we". She couldn't concentrate on reading the document and turned around to think about what Cheng Yanmo said.
When he turned around, he saw Cheng Yanmo gently massaging his temples. He had a lot of work to do every day, so he must be tired.
Vivien swallowed the question that was about to come out of her mouth.
Qian Sheng knew a few nice bars. He drove around the city a few times and finally parked his car near the exit of a park by the Yulongyuan River.
Qian Sheng pulled up the handbrake, turned off the car, turned around and said to Cheng Yanmo, "Uncle Cheng, there's a Shuishangqing bar by the river ahead. It just opened last year and it's quite quiet." Qian Sheng had been working with Cheng Yanmo for several years. He knew Cheng Yanmo's needs very well and he would definitely not go wrong with the place he chose.
Cheng Yanmo nodded, put on his glasses, turned the car door handle himself, and prepared to get out.
After sticking one leg out of the car, Cheng Yanmo suddenly said to Fei Wen, who was sitting still in the passenger seat, "Assistant Fei, if you're not busy, come with me for a drink."
Feiwen couldn't refuse Cheng Yanmo's request.
She got out of the car and walked towards the bar with Cheng Yanmo. Qian Sheng looked at the backs of Mr. Cheng and Assistant Fei as they walked away, and inexplicably felt that the two of them looked very compatible.
Why didn’t I notice it before?
Cheng Yanmo led Fei Wen into the bar.
When he was out, he never drank wine that had already been opened, in case someone drugged him. Cheng Yanmo ordered a bottle of Chivas 25; he liked its round, rich, and complex taste.
This bar doesn't sell better wine.
The bar's open-air terrace is built on the Yulongyuan River. Sitting here, you can see the Yulong Building upstream of the river. Today, the Yulong Building has become the new landmark building of Wangdong City.
Cheng Yanmo looked at the building and couldn't help but sigh, "Who would have thought that in just three years, the Yulong Building would replace the Yaoshi Building and become the symbol of this city."
Yaoshi Building is the headquarters of Chuandong Group. Decades before that, Yaoshi Building has always been the landmark of Wangdong City.
Feiwen, Cheng Yanmo's assistant, was accustomed to trying to understand his every word and action. Hearing Cheng Yanmo's sentiment, Feiwen wasn't sure what he was thinking, so she chose to say something nice: "I believe that under Boss's leadership, Yaoshi Building will once again become the symbol of this city."
Cheng Yanmo stared at Feiwen's talking lips, frowned and said, "I don't want to hear hypocritical words today. I want to hear your truth."
This is what you asked for.
Fei Wen then said, "Han Zhan is a rare business genius. Boss, it will be difficult for you to catch up with him."
Although it sounds hurtful, Cheng Yanmo likes it more.
Cheng Yanmo watched the waiter open the wine. He waved the waiter away and poured a glass of wine for Vivien himself. "Let's play a game."
Fei Wen held the cup in both hands and stopped drinking. When she heard Cheng Yanmo's words, she asked, "What are you playing?"
"A game where I ask questions and you answer them." said Cheng Yanmo.
Vivien almost laughed out loud. "The boss asks, and I answer. That's not fair."
Cheng Yanmo's eyes also showed some smile, "I'm the boss, you're talking to me about fairness?"
Vivien could only agree reluctantly. "Okay."
Cheng Yanmo poured himself another glass of wine. He took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke it, then asked Feiwen, "Do you mind if I smoke?" He paused and emphasized, "The truth."
Vivien: "Mind you, secondhand smoke shortens your life."
Cheng Yanmo choked, then silently put the cigarette box back into his pocket. He said with a dull face, "Assistant Fei, you're so cute when you're honest."
Feiwen suspected that Cheng Yanmo was teasing her, but she had no evidence.
After a brief clink of glasses, Cheng Yanmo didn't drink. He twirled the glass in his hand, staring at the amber whiskey before finally asking his first serious question. "Assistant Fei said earlier that you studied at Shangying International School."
Vivien's breathing suddenly slowed.
Vivien subconsciously wanted to avoid this question, but Cheng Yanmo stared at her with a burning gaze that made her feel like she was melting, and there was nowhere to hide.
Vivien subconsciously licked her pale pink lips, nodded, and said, "Yes."
"Li Wen." Cheng Yanmo called her.
Feiwen subconsciously looked up at Cheng Yanmo, but found that Cheng Yanmo was not calling her, he just wanted to call the name again.
Vivien held the cup in her right hand and hid her left hand under the table, nervously pinching the material of her wide-leg pants.
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