Chapter 101
Rong Jing is extremely talented in magic, but in terms of pure physical strength, he cannot compare to Xie Xuanqing, who has been training frequently in the gym and private boxing club.
His fingers were clasped tightly on the sofa, causing his body to tilt slightly.
Xie Xuanqing had taken a bath before coming over, and the sandalwood scent mixed with the cool air was getting stronger. When Rong Jing approached gently, he met Xie Xuanqing's deep eyes that seemed to still carry an endless gentle smile, pursed his thin lips, and said in a cold voice: "Let go."
His tone was very stern, and his handsome face looked very serious.
But his breath had already become a little unstable because of the previous kiss, and there were a few drops of water on his long eyelashes, which also directly dissolved the stern coldness.
So the next second, Xie Xuanqing did not respond to his order, a warm breath came directly to him, and the tip of his pale pink lips was lightly bitten.
A not-so-sharp pain suddenly came over Rong Jing, and sweat broke out on his head, but the reaction in his body became even stronger.
…This is not right.
Rong Jing thought in his heart, and bent his long legs slightly, as if he was trying to escape, or as if he was gathering strength to escape.
Xie Xuanqing keenly noticed his little action.
His deep eyes dimmed slightly, and Xie Xuanqing's fingertips gently rubbed Rong Jing's wrist, leaving that thin, fair skin with a layer of light pink that was as soft and fragile as peach petals.
The indescribable heat becomes more obvious with the slight itch that the other party deliberately brings about.
Master Rong had never experienced anything like this before. After being dazed for a moment, he subconsciously broke away from Xie Xuanqing's hand that was holding his wrist, and then stood up by pressing down on Xie Xuanqing's shoulders.
However, in the next second.
——The weakness was caught.
Xie Xuanqing obeyed his actions and loosened the shackles on his wrists, but at the same time he grabbed a more fatal part of his body.
Rong Jing's movement of pushing Xie Xuanqing's shoulder froze involuntarily, and his amber eyes widened instantly.
An indescribable tingling sensation suddenly rose from the tailbone, and the sweat on the forehead flowed down the eyebrows and wet the long and thick eyelashes.
Rong Jing subconsciously resisted Xie Xuanqing's actions.
But the opponent's aura was extremely sharp, filled with an aggressive desire that could not be ignored.
The dark eyes observed his face and body carefully and calmly, and the movements of his hands changed accordingly.
Perhaps because he had signed too many documents, Xie Xuanqing's hands were warm and his fingers were extremely flexible.
It was a little too quiet around here.
So much so that Rong Jing could clearly hear the slight rubbing sound of the fabric between the two of them.
Consciousness fell into chaos due to excessive and unfamiliar stimulation.
Rong Jing still remembered his original intention to escape, but his body's instinct made him unconsciously weaken his waist.
This is too much.
This doesn't feel right.
"There's nothing wrong." Xie Xuanqing's low voice came to his ears, and Rong Jing realized that he had just said what he was thinking directly.
Looking up in confusion, Rong Jing heard Xie Xuanqing continue to say, "This reaction is very normal, Huaiyu."
The smile on his face was exactly the same as Xie Chong's in the past. His deep brows and eyes stared at him motionlessly, and in a trance, Rong Jing was afraid to look directly at him.
"...Don't call me that." Rong Jing frowned and said, but as soon as the cold voice came out, he was stimulated by Xie Xuanqing's action and let out a subtle gasp.
"What's his name? Ah Jing? Sir? Or... Master Rong?"
Rong Jing, a person he had never seen before and who had an indescribable jade-like aura, was right beside him. While Xie Xuan was gently comforting, or teasing the other person, his nerves were also tense.
He looked at the expression on Rong Jing's face, smiled and asked softly.
Every time a familiar name came out of his mouth, that extremely slender and beautiful body would subconsciously tense up for a moment.
I don't know when the button came undone.
Rong Jing doesn't have a lot of muscles on his body, but there are quite a few either. A thin layer of muscles is attached to his lower abdomen, making his lines appear extremely tight and smooth.
The long silver-white hair spread out messily on it makes it even more charming.
Xie Xuan loosened his hand that was clasping Rong Jing's palm, lowered his eyes and carefully admired the scene, his warm fingertips gently rubbing across it.
His muscles tensed instantly, and when Rong Jing was distracted, Xie Xuanqing moved his other hand slightly and directly crossed the last barrier.
The warm palm pressed against him without any obstruction, and the excessive stimulation made it difficult for Rong Jing to think about other things.
I originally wanted to use magic to stop Xie Xuanqing's actions.
But now, the spiritual energy condensed in his hands stagnated for a moment due to a momentary stimulation, and then condensed and dispersed as Rong Jing's consciousness fell into chaos.
It was like a ship bobbing in the waves, without any support, unable to tell its own direction, let alone accurately hitting the person the spell was intended to control.
The fabric sofa is extremely soft.
Rong Jing leaned unconsciously on the soft armrest, with one of his long legs half-bent and falling to the ground.
The script spread out on the coffee table was brought down with a soft "click" sound.
His vision was a little blurry, Rong Jing stretched out his hand, a faint golden spiritual power still lingering on his slender fingers, but the owner who was controlling it seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and his fingertips grasped the muscular arm, his fingertips were white.
...This feeling is so wrong.
Compared to the feeling of relief, Rong Jing's nerves subconsciously tensed up when his weakness fell into the hands of another person. The vague sense of danger coming from the person in front of him intensified the stimulation from his tailbone.
A layer of water appeared in the amber eyes, and a cold emotion remained in them, which made people feel even more sadistic.
Xie Xuanqing's eyes darkened, he lowered his eyes and carefully traced Rong Jing's dazed brows, his emotions surging in his heart, but his actions became more gentle and considerate.
This was the person he had begged for in two lifetimes, his Ah Jing, his Huaiyu, his...
"Sir." Xie Xuan lowered his head slightly, gently kissed Rong Jing on the lips, and then called softly.
As the voice fell, Xie Xuanqing's hands also moved more heavily.
A handful of snow fell into my hands.
The beautiful bright pink color like the crabapple blossom stained the cheeks of the handsome young man in front of him.
Rong Jing only felt as if countless stars were passing by in front of his eyes. The techniques and experiences he had learned over the years flashed through his mind one by one, and finally turned into the "Sir" that Xie Xuanqing had just whispered in his ear.
It was low and heavy, as if it contained infinitely deep emotions. The boiling magma was hidden in it, and even if it was only slightly exposed, it was enough to shock people.
During the fight just now, Xie Xuanqing did not take his own feelings into consideration, but took care of Rong Jing's feelings wholeheartedly.
At this moment, he looked at Rong Jing who was still in a daze, and slowly leaned over to kiss him lightly on the lips, while his hand slowly wiped the snow on his fingertips.
Rong Jing's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously stuck out his tongue to respond for a while before coming back to his senses from the excessive stimulation just now.
Then the next second, Xie Xuanqing's face was slapped away.
In order to facilitate drawing talismans, Rong Jing's nails were not very long, and when they fell on Xie Xuanqing's face, they only left a few slightly red finger marks.
"...You go back." After two seconds, Rong Jing said in a cold voice with a calm expression.
He had just recovered from the excessive stimulation. The buttons of his shirt were loosely undone and he was leaning on the armrest of the sofa in a disheveled manner. There was still a layer of water color in his eyes that had not yet faded, but it reduced the coldness of this sentence by 80% and made it seem lingering and ambiguous.
Xie Xuanqing took the used tissue in his hand, raised his dark eyes and looked at Rong Jing.
The heat from his body was also extremely obvious. Rong Jing looked at him for a while, and when he lowered his eyelashes, he accidentally glanced at it.
Rong Jing: “…”
"Sir, were you unhappy just now?" Xie Xuanqing saw him looking away, but did not obey his order to leave. Instead, he slowly opened his mouth and asked in a low voice.
Rong Jing: “…”
It would have been better if he didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned it, Rong Jing thought of the stimulating feeling that had just come from his hand, which seemed to make even his soul tremble along with it.
Xie Xuanqing looked at his slightly furrowed brows, then suddenly raised his hand and pressed lightly on them.
The warm fingers had a soothing force.
But Rong Jing suddenly remembered what the other party had just done with this hand, so he reflexively and stiffly dodged.
Seeing this, Xie Xuanqing slowly lowered his eyes, but took his hand back.
Xie Xuanqing's lower abdomen tightened slightly. He tried his best to suppress his deep possessiveness towards the young man in front of him. He pursed his lips and whispered, "I just want to tell you, sir, that this reaction is normal."
"We are lovers, and I have desires for my husband, so this reaction occurs."
"Similarly, sir, you also have a desire for me in your heart, right?"
He seemed to be explaining, but also seemed to be testing.
His dark eyes stared closely at the expression on Rong Jing's face, and he said, "So it is normal for you to have such a reaction, sir."
There is no need to be ashamed or to escape.
They are lovers, so it is extremely normal for them to desire each other.
Rong Jing heard his voice coming to his ears, and his eyelashes trembled unconsciously.
Is this... normal?
It seems so.
However, Master Rong had never been involved in this kind of thing before, and he was finding it difficult to comprehend it at this moment.
Xie Xuanqing looked at his expression and placed his palm directly on Rong Jing's flushed cheek.
The soft skin fell into the warm palm, and because the temperature of the cheek was too high, the warmth in the palm turned into a hint of coolness.
Rong Jing subconsciously rubbed against it, and Xie Xuanqing slowly approached and kissed his lips.
"Sir, please help me too." He said as if sighing.
Rong Jing only felt that his hand was suddenly pulled up and placed in a place that felt extremely strange.
It is hot and scalding, full of vitality and enthusiasm.
It's completely different from the feeling I get when I relieve myself.
Rong Jing opened his mouth, wanting to continue refusing.
But Xie Xuanqing's presence was right in front of him, and his cold thin lips gently kissed the corner of his mouth, which made Master Rong unable to remember his previous plan for a moment.
The rare coldness that kept people at a distance was broken once again.
Patriarch Xie was indeed the evil spirit of the business world. He knew how to seize the opportunity at this moment. He gently kissed Rong Jing's lips and cheeks, and his dense kisses distracted Master Rong's attention. At the same time, he used his hands to guide the other party, step by step.
The distance between the two of them inevitably became very close again.
The hand that was originally holding Rong Jing slowly withdrew and fell on another place that became active again.
When Rong Jing felt Xie Xuanqing's movement, his eyelids twitched, and then he felt the most fatal point of his weakness being touched.
His body suddenly stiffened, and Master Rong closed his eyes in a state of self-abandonment, but his senses became even sharper.
The distance between the two people was closer, and Rong Jing was touching not only Xie Xuanqing, but also himself.
The two people's appearance at this moment was outlined in his mind. Rong Jing's breath became more disordered, and the pink clouds on his cold face became darker.
Xie Xuanqing stared at Rong Jing's expression closely, then took his hand, slowly and irresistibly.
…
The color of the falling snow this time seemed to be lighter. Xie Xuanqing took the tissue and gently wiped off the stains on his hands and Rong Jing's hands. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Rong Jing suddenly open his eyes, then gathered his clothes and got up directly from the sofa.
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
There was a sound of dripping water coming from the bathroom. He took a look at his black suit pants that were accidentally stained with a little stain. When the sound of water in the bathroom finally died down, he got up and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Sir, can I come in for a moment?"
The answer he got was the sound of the hidden lock in the bathroom closing.
Xie Xuan smiled lightly and lowered his head, then sat down on the sofa not far away.
But in the end, he was lucky enough to go into the bathroom and take a shower.
He took off the pants that were stained with something immediately. When Rong Jing came out, he saw the stains on them. The red clouds that had finally disappeared suddenly rushed to his cheeks again.
With a cold face, he handed in a slightly looser casual suit from the closet, and Rong Jing sat on one of the single sofas. Looking at the two cold cups of tea on the coffee table, he couldn't help but reach out and pick up one of them and drank it in one gulp.
The cool feeling temporarily suppressed the complicated and anxious emotions in his heart. Rong Jing pursed his lips, but his eyes deliberately avoided the big sofa.
I don't know whether I should say that Xie Xuanqing was indeed very careful. There were clearly stains on his suit pants, but the sofa was not touched at all. Except for the dent on the armrest that had not recovered yet, there didn't seem to be much change.
If the first time he did it because Xie Xuanqing caught his weakness, then the next time, Rong Jing had to admit that he was completely sober at that time.
Xie Xuanqing gave him plenty of opportunities to refuse, but he just ignored them... or gave up.
The bathroom door opened again and Xie Xuanqing walked out.
The clothes that were a bit loose on Rong Jing fit him perfectly.
The soft sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing the muscular forearms, which almost instantly attracted people's attention.
Rong Jing's gaze gently swept across Xie Xuanqing's hands.
When he thought of what these hands had done to him, and what they had done together with his hands, Rong Jing's ears began to feel hot and his expression became even more stern.
Rong Jing lowered his eyelashes silently, pursed his lips, and sat quietly on the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Xie Xuan walked over lightly, and the hazy water vapor brought with it the familiar light scent of shower gel, which blended with the scent of Rong Jing's body.
It was as if they were always so close.
The head of the Xie family has always been very good at reading people's faces. Naturally, he knew that his master was at his thinnest at this moment, so he did not mention what had just happened. He picked up the teapot beside him and poured another cup of hot tea for Rong Jing.
Perhaps it cannot be called hot tea, but the slightly scalding tea water exudes a light tea fragrance, which dilutes the other faint smell that is vaguely present in the living room.
It was almost dusk when they came back. After the fight, the outside was already shrouded in deep darkness.
Xie Xuanqing picked up the pillow that had fallen on the other side of the sofa and put it back on the sofa, then said, "I'll be back soon."
Hearing his voice, Rong Jing's expression finally changed.
The amber eyes slightly raised, and after the extremely light, shimmering water color faded away, the beautiful eyes returned to their usual coolness and indifference.
He looked at Xie Xuanqing quietly, and after a few seconds, he said "hmm" lightly.
Xie Xuanqing stood where he was and continued to look at him.
Rong Jing noticed his movements and frowned slightly: "?"
"Sir..." Xie Xuanqing met his gaze, then suddenly leaned over and gently kissed the corner of his lips, "I'm so happy."
The unreachable moon in the snowy sky above the mountains finally fell into his hands as he approached.
His husband was of such a temperament that after resisting at first, he actually acquiesced to his actions.
Although he didn't make it to the end, Rong Jing was able to respond to him to this extent at this time -
So could he believe that his importance to Rong Jing was far greater than he imagined?
Whenever he thought of this, the joy in Xie Xuanqing's heart surged more and more, even exceeding the sensory stimulation brought to him at that time.
The smile on his lips couldn't help but deepen, and Xie Xuanqing's voice carried a hint of lightness that he himself hadn't noticed.
Rong Jing originally subconsciously wanted to avoid his approaching action, but when he heard his voice ringing in his ears, his head that was about to retreat paused, and then he was kissed lightly by Xie Xuan.
The kiss was extremely light and subtle, as if it was just for comfort or to express the joy in one's heart, without a trace of lustful lingering.
Inexplicably, Rong Jing blinked, but gently rubbed his lips and responded lightly.
"...I understand." Rong Jing finally replied.
The atmosphere finally relaxed. Xie Xuan kissed the corner of Rong Jing's eyes lightly before standing up reluctantly.
Although his husband's attitude had softened, it would still be a bit too hasty to take it a step further.
However, what he feared least was waiting.
Step by step, as long as he and Rong Jing stay together, he will always get what he wants.
The clothes he would wear in the future were also taken away. Before Xie Xuanqing walked into the elevator, he suddenly looked back.
Rong Jing, dressed in dark blue home clothes, stood at the door, looking at his back with an indifferent expression.
As if he didn't expect him to suddenly turn around, the other party frowned slightly and said, "...Be careful on the road."
Xie Xuan smiled slightly: "I understand, sir."
The elevator door finally closed slowly. Xie Xuanqing looked at the black plastic bag in his hand, which did not match his status and temperament at all. There was a very genuine smile on his cold face.
After driving back to the Xie family's old house, Xie Xuanqing did not give the dirty clothes to the servants to wash. Instead, he washed them in the bathroom himself before putting them in the washing machine.
Uncle Xie: "Master?"
Xie Xuanqing closed the washing machine, nodded to Uncle Xie when he heard the sound, then turned and left.
Uncle Xie: “?”
However, the head of the family seemed to be in a good mood.
That's good.
Uncle Xie did not finally explore the reason why Xie Xuanqing appeared in the laundry room. He glanced at the washing machine with his old and slightly turbid eyes, but slowly left with his hands behind his back.
After this further intimacy, even though Rong Jing was unwilling to admit it, his attitude towards Xie Xuanqing had become more casual and more...intimate.
Xie Xuanqing: Mr.
Xie Xuanqing: [Cat peeking out.gif]
The familiar WeChat message alert sounded. Rong Jing glanced at it indifferently, but he read the script in his hand to the end before picking up the phone to reply.
Rong Jing:.
Xie Xuanqing: The project in the east of the city was completed today.
Xie Xuanqing: Sir, you promised me that you would go with me to cut the ribbon.
Xie Xuanqing: [Cat with drooping ears and eager eyes.jpg]
I don't know where he found this cat-like emoticon pack, but he sent it to me very easily. The pads of the orange kitten's paws are still pink, and its round face is wrinkled with a pitiful look in its eyes.
Rong Jing: “…”
Since that day, he never met Xie Xuanqing again.
After the emotions in his heart calmed down, Rong Jing thought back to what happened at that time and found it not so difficult to accept.
Just as Xie Xuanqing said at the time, they were already lovers.
Such a reaction...is considered normal among lovers in the secular world.
It’s just that Master Rong had never experienced anything like this before, so after realizing this, he didn’t take it easy so quickly.
Xie Xuanqing also had a very deep understanding of him, so he did not continue to pester him to meet during these few days.
However, as time goes by, Xie Xuanqing will not let Rong Jing escape for too long.
The project in the east of the city had just been completed. Xie Xuanqing recalled what he had discussed with Rong Jing in the Southern Province, and brought up the matter directly.
His fingertips gently touched the pitiful-looking orange kitten, and Rong Jing lowered his eyes.
As close friends, Xie Xuanqing knew his character very well, so how could Rong Jing not guess what he was thinking?
Even though his previous understanding of Xie Xuanqing was wrong, after what happened a few days ago, Rong Jing saw clearly the possessiveness he had for himself... as if it was engraved into his soul.
Xie Xuanqing only showed a hint of such fanatical and almost terrifying emotion at the moment he vented it. Rong Jing was leaning lightly on his shoulder at the time, but he took in all the emotions that flashed through his eyes at that time.
It’s hard to say whether he was scared or something. When Rong Jing recalled the look in Xie Xuanqing’s eyes at that time, he subtly felt a hint of “so that’s it”.
I see……
And it is true.
Seeing that the phone screen was about to go dark, Rong Jing tapped it lightly with his finger and then replied.
Rong Jing: Yeah.
Xie Xuanqing: Then should I come and pick you up?
Xie Xuanqing: [Cat holding flowers.jpg]
The completion time is also very important. To be honest, it was Rong Jing who helped calculate the date and time.
He thought about it for a moment, his eyes swept lightly across the sofa in the living room, and he replied to Xie Xuan lightly.
Rong Jing: ...Yeah.
The person in charge of the project had already prepared everything needed for completion.
He was wearing a neat suit, but he was looking at the direction he was coming from nervously.
There is only half an hour left until the auspicious time for completion. Even several prominent officials in the capital have come. Why hasn't their head of the Xie family come yet?
Seeing that those officials had begun to ask whether the ribbon-cutting ceremony was postponed because they had been waiting for a long time, the general manager could only smile and talk to them, trying to divert their attention.
A sound of car noise came from far away. The general manager looked up and saw a very familiar car driving towards this side.
I heaved a sigh of relief in my heart, and the general manager said, "The head of the family is here."
An official who was talking to him looked unhappy, but he was relieved and said, "Yeah."
Since the ribbon-cutting ceremony has not been postponed, it would be inappropriate for Mr. Xie to come here at this time unless something delayed him.
Yue Feng was the first to get out of the car, then he went to the back seat and opened the door.
An extremely cold and handsome face appeared behind the car door.
Xie Xuanqing got out from the back seat. The general manager was about to greet him when he saw Xie Xuanqing seemed to be talking to someone in the car. Then he walked to the other side and personally opened the door for that person.
Chief Person in Charge: “?”
I haven't heard that there will be other big shots and family heads coming together for the ribbon-cutting ceremony today?
He turned his head and glanced at the officials from Beijing City. Seeing that they were also frowning and looking a little puzzled, he became even more curious.
Finally, another person sitting in the car got off.
A cool, handsome face that is so delicate that it can almost be described as gorgeous.
The young man who got off the car had an extremely handsome face, and his long, thick, shiny silver hair made his temperament look even more mysterious and noble.
The general manager recognized the young man's identity almost instantly.
——Isn’t this the Feng Shui master, Master Rong Tian, who had previously changed the Feng Shui layout for their project and turned many disadvantages into advantages?
Although the other party's status is noble, it seems a bit inconsiderate to leave these top officials in Beijing out here.
Although the general manager is currently only responsible for the projects in the east of the city, after the project here is completed, he will still have to return to the Xie group to take over the next project.
Therefore, while supervising the progress of the project here, the general manager did not ignore the news from the Xie family. He naturally knew that his own boss, the person in charge of the Xie family, Xie Xuanqing, the head of the Xie family, had a very good personal relationship with the legendary Master Rong Tian, who was pursuing his dream to enter the entertainment industry.
But no matter how good your relationship is, you shouldn't act like this.
The general manager was a little worried. Although he was still smiling, he carefully glanced at the faces of those officials.
Unexpectedly, just when he thought that these officials would at least show some expression, they suddenly showed warm smiles and came forward to greet him one after another.
"This must be Master Rong Tian, right? Such aura is truly seeing is believing." The official who could almost be called the parent official of Beijing City stretched out his hand and spoke first before Rong Jing could react.
His smile was very warm and his attitude was extremely respectful.
Rong Jing glanced at him indifferently, and when he saw the faint dragon energy of national destiny and the power of cause and effect on him, he reacted and stretched out his hand and shook it lightly with him.
The mayor of Jing City felt the kindness conveyed by the other party, and the smile on his face was even more genuine.
Although it is not explicitly stated above, a country's system is so closely connected that if only one department takes action, other departments can find out some information if they pay a little attention.
The most popular news among the upper echelons of Beijing recently is that the people above them met an extremely powerful celestial master not long ago, and are planning to cooperate with the other party to establish a new metaphysical sect relying on the country.
It is true that this sect does not completely belong to the country, but the strength of the Heavenly Master is truly amazing, and his concern for the people is no less than that of the national government.
After careful consideration, the senior leaders finally put aside their doubts and reached a cooperative relationship with the other party.
There are a total of fifteen quotas for disciples allocated to the state, five of which have already been decided which department they will be given to, but the remaining ten need further discussion.
The mayor of Jing City has no talent in metaphysics, so naturally he doesn't care about the fate of these ten places.
But just as people cannot guarantee that they will not get sick throughout their lives, they cannot guarantee that they will not encounter difficulties caused by metaphysics throughout their lives.
Once you encounter relevant matters, wouldn’t a Taoist priest who is extremely powerful and has a close cooperative relationship with the country be more worthy of trust and help?
Moreover, even if it was not for this reason, he admired and respected this Heavenly Master very much just because of the efforts he had made for the people.
Why has China's metaphysical heritage reached this point?
Apart from the fact that the two dynasties at that time banned the inheritance of the mystical arts, the views of the remaining aristocratic families and sects were too rigid. The only remaining mystical arts were controlled by these families and could not be applied to more people.
Of course, even if they don't like what these families do, as long as they don't do anything that harms the people, they won't easily intervene.
It’s just that compared to these aristocratic sects, they would rather see the Heavenly Master who is willing to cooperate with the country.
The mayor of Beijing naturally has some say in Beijing.
Although the leaders did not invite him to participate in the discussion with Rong Jing that day, because the Tianyuan Sect would eventually be established in Beijing, they did not deliberately hide it from him.
Others only knew that Rong Jing was the Heavenly Master who cooperated with the country, but he knew something deeper.
for example……
He knew that the Rong Jing in front of him was not only the actor who was very popular in the entertainment circle recently, and not only was he the hidden master who suppressed all the masters in the special department, but he was also the national master of the Zhao Dynasty who was praised by countless people hundreds of years ago and was also called the ancestor of modern metaphysics. Rong Jing - National Master Rong!
The person in charge of the Xie family group, Xie Xuanqing, who was said to have a close personal relationship with him, and who might in fact have been even closer to him, was most likely the founding emperor of the Zhao Dynasty, Emperor Zhao, Xie Chong, who created the Zhaoren era of prosperity.
After shaking hands with Rong Jing, the mayor of Jing City turned to look at Xie Xuanqing, and with mixed feelings, he extended his hand and said, "Master Xie."
Xie Xuanqing's deep gaze only took one glance at his face and he guessed what was in his mind.
With a slight curl of his lips, he also greeted calmly, "Hello, Mayor Lu."
The positions of several other officials were not as high as Mayor Lu’s, but those who were invited to cut the ribbon at the project in the east of the city were not much lower.
So although they didn't know as much as Mayor Lu, they still knew a lot, and they were very clear about the relationship between Rong Jing and the country.
The other party is someone who can directly negotiate cooperation with the top leaders!
This alone is enough for them to take Rong Jing seriously.
The general manager was worried that Mayor Lu and others would be unhappy because Xie Xuanqing was late.
Although the Xie family is big and powerful and does not need to care too much about these things, but in the business world, when there is no competition, harmony is the best policy.
He originally wanted to remind Xie Xuanqing when he came over, but at this moment, he looked at the figures of those officials including Mayor Lu who were coming to greet him, and he was a little confused for a moment.
What was even more confusing was that the person they were welcoming was not Xie Xuanqing, but that Rong Jingrong Tianshi? !
After a moment of silence, the chief executive hurried over to greet him, and heard Mayor Lu ask in a very gentle tone: "Did Patriarch Xie go to pick up Master Rong Tian just now?"
Rong Jing lowered his eyes and replied calmly, "Yeah."
Then the general manager saw Mayor Lu nodded in understanding, and even said, "If I had known that Master Rong would come, I would have gone to pick you up in person. The city government is very close to your home."
Chief Person in Charge: “……?”
Rong Jing: "No need to bother."
I don’t know if it was the chief executive’s own illusion, but he always felt that after Master Rong Tian answered “No need to bother”, Mayor Lu’s expression was a little regretful?
However, their big boss, the head of the Xie Group, Mr. Xie, suddenly revealed a faint smile on his face.
Chief Person in Charge: ...I don’t quite understand it.
After a while of greetings, seeing that the auspicious time was about to arrive, the general person in charge hurriedly had the altar set up. After everyone offered sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, they pulled up a bright red silk ribbon.
There were reporters holding cameras filming all around. The previous procedure was to arrange for Xie Xuanqing and the mayor of Jing City to stand in the middle to cut the ribbon.
But when everyone stood on the ribbon-cutting stage, the mayor of Beijing consciously took a step back and gave up the position in the middle.
A figure that was not unfamiliar but seemed inappropriate for such an occasion, let alone standing on the ribbon-cutting podium, walked to the center.
The general manager saw the reporters in the audience with the same shocked looks as he had before, and for a moment he didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably refreshed.
In the middle of the red silk is a big red silk flower.
The auspicious time arrived and the etiquette lady brought a pair of scissors.
Rong Jing reached out and took the scissors from the tray, but it was Xie Xuan who took them together and cut the red silk.
Bright silk flowers fell between them, connecting their hands together.
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