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Chapter 52

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    The two walked out of the hotel lobby, and Mo Wanyan got into Han Zhi's car and left.

    Ji Hualun stopped outside the hotel for a while, watching Han Zhi's luxury car drive Mo Wanyan away.

    Just as he was about to turn around and go to the parking lot, he saw a luxurious car slowly driving in front of him.

    The doorman walked over quickly, opened the back seat of the car door, and seemed to have great respect for the people in the car.  "Good afternoon, Mr. Sheng."

    "Um."

    A few seconds later, a graceful and luxurious man got down from the back seat. When Ji Hualun saw the other person's facial features, he was stunned. Isn't this the man who entangled with Mo Wanyan at the beach that day?

    This one Even if you look at it from the perspective of a man, you can tell at a glance that he is God's favorite with his plump and handsome face.

    For any woman who wants it, it will be easy to catch and attract people to sink.

    Sheng Lanji pursed his thin lips tightly, and when he walked into the hotel, he already had an extra mobile phone in his hand.

    He should have come to pick up Mo Wanyan from get off work.

    Ji Hualun turned his head and followed the figure into the gorgeous lobby, and left silently.

    Over there, in the car, Mo Wanyan's phone "buzzed" in his handbag.

    She faintly guessed that the call was from Sheng Lanji, and cast a sidelong glance at the lazy boss in the back seat with her cold eyes.

    ?Hung up the phone, and replied with a concise text message: "Accompany Mr. Han tonight for entertainment."

    Then, he neatly stuffed the phone into the handbag and leaned back on the chair to rest.

    Han Zhi blinked his narrowed eyes slightly, and his eyes wandered for a moment, "Whose phone is it? Still haven't answered it."

    "Mr. Sheng."

    There was no warmth in the answer.

    Mo Wanyan thought that Boss Zuojing was using work as an excuse to take her to dinner tonight.

    When the car arrived at the restaurant and was about to get off, Han Zhi straightened his suit and put on his windbreaker jacket and said, "Is it okay to drink? Help me keep the drink out tonight."

    Mo Wanyan was in a bad mood immediately.

    Following the boss into this quiet Japanese restaurant, the waiter pushed open the Japanese paper door for them.

    Han Zhi turned his head and glanced sideways at the secretary, and the two walked into the private room tacitly.

    In the private room, two middle-aged men in haori sat kneeling on their knees.

    "Mr. Gong, Mr. Haneda, good evening." Han Zhi walked to the round cushion and bowed very respectfully.

    When Mo Wanyan heard Han Zhi's call, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly bowed to greet him: "Mr. Gong, Mr. Haneda."

    The two sitting opposite the paper door are the president and operations officer of the Starwood Hotel.

    Mo Wanyan didn't know when the two of them arrived in China.

    The two nodded slightly, both of them were pursing their lips tightly, exuding an aura of cold arrogance and non-angry prestige.

    The private room was quiet, and Mo Wanyan knelt down beside Han Zhi and sat on the cattail mat, listening to Han Zhi greet the two in fluent Japanese, after a while, she raised her eyelids cautiously  , for fear that the inappropriate gaze would give the big boss an unpleasant feeling.

    The waiter came in and made tea for them.

    Mo Wanyan pricked up her ears, but her eyes were always on the skillful tea art of the tea art waiter.

    Not long after, she heard Mr. President say in a very relaxed tone, just come to Huaxia for a walk.

    ? By the way, I also told Han Yi that after the Spring Festival, after the headquarters held the previous year's financial summary meeting, the board of directors would be reconvened.

    According to the results of the board of directors' discussion, the business scope of the Gong family and the Han family will be re-divided.

    Mo Wanyan's heart skipped a beat.

    Glancing quietly at the tall man beside him, Han Zhi immediately frowned when he heard the chairman's detailed talk.

    Reached out and pulled off the tie, revealing the bony Adam's apple.

    "Mr. Han, drink tea." Mo Wanyan brought the teacup to Han Yi with both hands.

    It can be seen that Han Yi is quite unhappy.

    As long as she is Han Zhi's chief secretary, at any time, she has to maintain face for the master.

    Mr. Gong ordered artists to come in to perform for them, and the atmosphere gradually eased.

    The entertainment for the day did not end until three hours later.

    Han Zhi acted more gentlemanly, sent Mo Wanyan back to the community, and then drove home-

    Shen Muzhou invited people to eat and drink everywhere.

    Knowing that the god in the family has been unhappy in recent days, he is extremely depressed just looking at it.

    In the evening, leaning on the bed and playing with the mobile phone, waiting for my wife to finish washing.?? After coming out of the bathroom, he smiled and said, "Xianxian! Do you know that you have become a celebrity in our community?"

    Ruan Sixian came out after drying her hair.

    A seaweed-like black hair draped over her shoulders, and a faint smile floated on her pure cheeks: "You didn't flatter yourself, did you?"

    "I'm your husband, and you should be flattered!" Shen Muzhou lifted the quilt beside him, and greeted his lovely wife, "Look! The son of the old Zhang family in Building 18 will take the college entrance examination in June this year. I heard that you are a talented girl in Fudan University.  On weekends, he insisted on holding a banquet at home and inviting us to dinner."

    Shen Muzhou showed his wife the WeChat message sent by Lao Zhang on his mobile phone.

    It means that there are no fake ones.

    Ruan Sixian leaned against the man's warm chest, flipping through his cell phone, giggling coquettishly.

    "Do they know that I'm off on weekends?" the girl asked, biting her fingers and raising her face.

    "Of course I know! Don't even think about it. Now our house is almost becoming a temporary obstetrics and gynecology clinic in the community. I don't know how to ask you for this or that."  Those professional vocabulary in obstetrics clinic.

    Ever since the women in the community learned that Mrs. Shen is not only a talented girl who graduated from Fudan University, but also an obstetrician and gynecologist in Zhongshan Hospital, they have added her on WeChat one after another. Every day when she comes home, someone will definitely come to his house  The visits, on the surface, came to visit, but in fact they were pulling Ruan Sixian to ask about gynecology.

    In the past few days, the girl has not been in a very happy mood, so he has left this matter to the neighbors.

    Ruan Sixian pinched his cheek with her backhand, "Are you still jealous?"

    "No! Absolutely not jealous! We helped them today, so we can ask them for help in the future if we have any problems."

    "Too cunning!" He just came to ask questions about gynecology, so he thought of these.

    Seeing the girl, Shen Muzhou almost turned her wechat upside down.

    Hugging his lovely wife and coaxing softly, "Good boy, I also read WeChat, it's time for us to rest."

    "It's still early, I will rest tomorrow, so I can go to bed later."

    "That won't work! My dad is still waiting to have a grandson."

    "" Ruan Sixian was speechless.

    Shen Muzhou is a man of action. Not only does he want to turn the girl into a regular at the first time, but he also needs to honor his bragging. After all, the outside world generally thinks that his wife, Mrs. Shen, is 5 weeks pregnant. If his belly doesn't bulge, his old face really loses face  .

    Coaxing and coaxing, Ruan Sixian giggled and said, "Then tell me a bedtime story first."

    "I'm going! I'm so old, I still want to listen to bedtime stories."

    But in order to coax his wife well, Shen Muzhou had to go to the study to find a divine book and return to the bedroom.

    "Do you want to hear Queen Medusa or Satan?"

    "People like Zeus, uncle, tell me about Zeus."

    Shen Muzhou's old face suddenly darkened.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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