Old men are like this, they love to be jealous of all kinds of things.
Shen Subai made up for all the things he hadn't done last night with all his strength in the afternoon.
As Xie Yunshu climbed down from the bed with weak legs, she was still excited: "By the way, I originally turned down all those who came to me for design. Now I have to hurry and get them back! A single design drawing can bring in hundreds of dollars in profit!"
Shen Subai pulled her into his arms from behind: "Don't worry, wait until you sue the Institute of Architecture, and more people will come looking for you."
"Sue the Architecture Institute? Are you suing Cheng Zhaohui?" Xie Yunshu explained, turning back to look at him: "Even though you said you might win the lawsuit, you still have to let him in."
Shen Subai kissed her: "Wait, my wife, this time your husband will make you angry."
His wife has done enough and well enough. He intervened before because that was his wife's battlefield. Now that Second Aunt Shen is involved, the rest will naturally be left to him.
Xie Yunshu blinked: "Then I will just make money."
Without having to worry about these things, Xie Yunshu put more energy into the Overseas Chinese Garden Community. She would go back to Haicheng when the new handover work was completed.
Hai'an Hotel was also about to open. With the wealthy boss Xie Yunshu at the helm, Lin Cuiping had free rein to do her job. She was really moving towards receiving leaders and foreign guests, and all the rooms were equipped with luxurious private rooms.
On the opening day, Song Shanchuan was temporarily pulled by Lin Cuiping to "receive customers".
He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, his hair was neatly cut, and his fair and delicate face was rosy. He stood at the door in a natural way, like a helpless puppy: "Cui Ping, I still have to go cook."
Lin Cuiping lowered her voice and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I promised those big bosses that I would let you take photos with them. Will they come to show their support?"
When Lin Cuiping first opened the fast food restaurant, she had investigated here. This place is close to the factory area, and there are many small enterprises invested by the south, such as power plants, garment factories, knitting factories...
Anyway, in the late 1980s, most of the bosses in Haicheng who were short of money and the small bosses who had become rich overnight had one thing in common.
Lin Cuiping has really studied this. After all, she judges others by herself. She becomes extremely vain after making a little money. Does that mean those bosses are the same?
Song Shanchuan is the chef champion. Wouldn't it satisfy the boss's vanity more if he could take a photo with him and eat the royal dishes he cooked?
It is not only a capital for showing off, but also an identity verification. Before the 1980s, who dared to spend money? Everyone lived a hard life, and ordinary people dared not think about what it felt like to be a superior person. Now a group of bold and capable people have become rich, and the first thing they want to do is to taste what it feels like to be a superior person.
There was a long line of cars outside. Lin Cuiping had hired reporters with their cameras waiting outside. All the customers were rich people. This kind of scene satisfied the private boss's ideals to the greatest extent.
Song Shanchuan was not used to such scenes, he could only stand obediently at the door, and when a boss came, he would follow Lin Cuiping's request with a faint smile, looking a bit cool on the surface, but in fact he was extremely panicked and hated it so much that he immediately returned to the safe area of the kitchen.
Lin Cuiping pinched his waist: "Don't smile, keep a proud expression, understand? Think about Shen Subai, how does he usually pretend?"
Shen Subai's aura is so strong, how can he learn it?
Song Shanchuan had no choice but to restrain his smile and begged her in a low voice: "Cui Ping, when can I go back?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Only a few bosses have come." Lin Cuiping raised her lower body slightly. She had big wavy hair and pursed her bright red lips. Her cheongsam swayed gracefully and she stood steadily in her high heels.
Her vanity has never been just about comparison, but about her willingness to improve herself when given the opportunity.
Song Shanchuan stood beside her, with delicate features but a slender figure. He was a little nervous but it was not visible on his face, and there was no suspicion between the two of them. From a distance, they looked like a newlywed couple welcoming guests outside at a wedding.
Tian Hao was sitting in a car far away. He tilted his head and looked unusual. "We'll give it to our colleagues in the south tomorrow. We can just book a private room here."
Zhou Yue said, "Shall we go in today?"
Tian Hao laughed half-jokingly: "Once you're in, start spending."
Is this the place where Manager Tian could afford to spend money? Zhou Yue glanced at the two people standing side by side over there and wisely did not speak to them. He always felt that in just one month, Manager Tian seemed to have become a different person.
How should I put it? The original Manager Tian was a real day-to-day slacker. He only considered completing his work as long as it was done. He was always a bit casual when dealing with people and flirting with them, because he knew that he would leave Haicheng sooner or later, and he was too lazy to care about ordinary things.
But now, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his facial features looked more three-dimensional, and his whole temperament suddenly became calmer.
"Let's go." Tian Hao stepped on the accelerator of the car, no longer reluctant to leave, and drove away from the bustling hotel, as if he was just passing by here.
Zhou Yue pursed his lips and said, "How about dinner tomorrow?"
Tian Hao looked straight ahead: "Just you can be the representative, I'm here."
At this moment, Zhou Yue was sure that Manager Tian wanted to see Lin Cuiping, but he deliberately turned in another direction at this moment and just looked at her from a distance.
He knew that with Manager Tian's family background, if he really liked a woman, would that woman choose him?
Lin Cuiping seems to be dating that chef, but that chef is compared to Manager Tian, are they one on top and the other on the ground?
"Manager Tian, there's nothing to do at the construction site tomorrow." Zhou Yue couldn't help but ask, "Since you want to book a room at Manager Lin's hotel, are you going to meet her?"
Tian Hao hummed: "See you later."
"Why?"
"No reason." Tian Hao looked indifferent, his eyes fixed on the road ahead: "She lives her life, and I live mine."
He was originally a coward, and could only try his best to suppress his desire, but this desire would surge a little more every time he saw her. If he couldn't suppress any of it, he knew what he would do.
Zhou Yue said nothing more, and the car fell silent.
At the hotel, Lin Cuiping finally showed mercy and let Song Shanchuan go. She smiled with satisfaction: "You performed very well today. I will definitely reward you well tonight!"
Song Shanchuan's face turned red: "No use."
"Are you sure you want it?"
Lin Cuiping lowered her voice to the lowest level. There was a lot of noise outside. Song Shanchuan heard her red lips move slightly: "I want you to kiss my lips today. Are you sure you want to kiss me?"
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