Outside the largest business building in Yucheng, a silver-gray high-end car suddenly drove in. Immediately afterwards, the engine was turned off and the driver's door was opened.

The next second, a man wearing a silver-gray casual suit appeared in sight. The man had no intention of closing the car door in a hurry. He put his right arm on the roof of the car, and his left hand held the door that had been opened.

car door.

The man looked up, but he couldn't see the top floor of the tallest and most domineering business building in the city. The business building reached high into the sky. Under the late autumn sunshine, the tempered glass on the outside of the business building reflected a bright light.

But it makes people feel dizzy.

When the man looked up, little did he know that he had become a beautiful scenery in the eyes of others.

The man didn't know, but just because of his current posture, he attracted many stopped eyes. Of course, this was not the man's original intention of coming here. He had more important things to do.

Taking a step forward, turning slightly to one side, the man closed the car door neatly, and then strode towards the business building.

Before he had gone far, the front and rear side lights of the silver-gray high-end business car behind the man turned on, and at the same time a "beep" sound was heard, and the man's figure disappeared from the door of the business building at this moment.

outside.

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After a "ding" sound, the man's destination was reached. The man casually put his hands in his trousers pockets and walked toward the innermost floor of the building with a very gentlemanly step.

Slowly, the word "Hongbo" appeared in his sight, and the man's face changed slightly, but he did not stop moving forward.

He walked to the front desk of Hongbo. The man didn't mean to stop, but continued to walk into Hongbo. He didn't care that the lady from the day before yesterday was behind him, and shouted slightly awkwardly:

"Oh, sir, I'm sorry, do you have an appointment?"

Obviously ignoring it, the man strode forward. His black high-end custom-made leather shoes stepped on the ground, making a sonorous and powerful sound. The man's feet were so strong that he was separated by a long distance from the front desk lady who was still able to follow him.

a distance.

Wearing high heels, the front desk lady chased the man in front of her who seemed to outsiders to be "rampant" and without a trace of politeness. The ten centimeter high heels were really difficult for this front desk lady. She was so dedicated and stuck to her job.

He followed the man and continued shouting:

"Sir, sir, can you please stop? I'll let you know if there's anything you need to know. Sir..."

The man turned a deaf ear and completely ignored the receptionist who was chasing him.

This chase and chase naturally attracted the attention of the big office. When the Hongbo staff who were immersed in their work saw such a scene, they stopped their work one after another and looked at it in astonishment.

The man, then looked at the front desk lady behind him, and finally returned his gaze to the man.

They saw the man walking towards the CEO's office. The man's back looked a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but they couldn't remember where he was for a while. His thoughts turned hard, and finally they remembered: Wasn't that man the same man some time ago?

A well-known figure in the entire Yu City, the boss of True Story who defeated Hongbo and successfully bid in the previous land bidding meeting - Lu Nianchen!

Why did Lu Nianchen come to Hongbo? There are no projects that Hongbo and True Story can collaborate on.

When he raised his eyes again, the man's figure had disappeared around the corner.

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It was exactly the same, the same scene just now was played out.

"Oh, sir, sir, you..."

He was so caught off guard that by the time Song Chenyang's secretary reacted, the man in front of him had already opened the door to Song Chenyang's office and he had already walked over.

Therefore, Song Chenyang's secretary had no time to stop him and could only follow Lu Nianchen into the office.

The secretary bowed to Song Chenyang, who had stopped working and raised his head, and said with great regret:

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, this gentleman..."

Before he finished what he wanted to explain, Song Chenyang's secretary saw Song Chenyang sitting at his desk and waved to him a few times, signaling the secretary to go out first.

Understanding the situation, the secretary once again bowed to Song Chenyang, then closed the office door and left.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the huge office, Song Chenyang and Lu Nianchen, who was standing in front of him. Song Chenyang was originally holding his hands on the desk in an office posture, but when he saw the man standing in front of him, Song Chenyang changed his mind from working.

The nerves in the state relaxed, and the body couldn't help but lean against the back of the large and comfortable executive chair.

He held his hands with his fingers intertwined and rested his elbows on the armrests of the executive chair. Song Chenyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Nianchen in front of him with a half-smile:

"Isn't it impolite for Mr. Lu to break into someone else's office at will?"

"Oh? Really?"

Lu Nianchen also twitched the corner of his mouth. He was standing at the moment. Looking from Lu Nianchen's angle, he should be looking down at Song Chenyang who was sitting on the executive chair, giving him a condescending feeling.

The smile on Lu Nianchen's lips was warmer than the spring breeze in February. He didn't mind the sarcasm in Song Chenyang's words and sat down on the sofa nearby.

Her back was leaning against the soft back of the sofa, and her slender legs were elegantly folded, looking like a gentleman.

Lu Nianchen looked at Song Chenyang, his eyes flickered, and a magnetic voice overflowed from his throat:

"Mr. Song, what you said is wrong. I have no choice but to do this. Mr. Song, you have many things to do and don't have time to answer my calls. Then I can only come to visit you."

Lu Nianchen raised his eyebrows, his smiling eyes full of provocation.

Facing Lu Nianchen's provocative eyes, Song Chenyang had an undercurrent in his eyes.

Lu Nianchen may not know that Song Chenyang actually has Lu Nianchen's mobile phone number. So when Lu Nianchen's first call came, Song Chenyang's first reaction was to frown in surprise, but did not answer the call.

After that, Song Chenyang had the same reaction for more than a dozen calls. Just like that, he let his phone ring on the desktop until the ringtone disappeared.

In the missed calls column of Song Chenyang's mobile phone, more than a dozen missed calls showed the same number, which was Lu Nianchen's.

Lu Nianchen's call made Song Chenyang feel inexplicably disgusted, so he did not answer the phone with great disdain; but Lu Nianchen's arrival surprised Song Chenyang.

What Song Chenyang didn't expect was that Lu Nianchen would come to Hongbo in person.

"Mr. Song came to our Hongbo. If I remember correctly, our Hongbo doesn't seem to have any cooperation projects with your True Story, right?"

There was a faint smile on Song Chenyang's lips, and he looked directly at the man sitting on the sofa. Song Chenyang really didn't know the purpose of Lu Nianchen coming to Hongbo. This kind of inability to guess other people's feelings made Song Chenyang feel...

There was a little bit of discomfort.

His slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the executive chair irregularly, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes as he looked directly at Lu Nianchen:

"Or are you telling me that you want to develop the land that successfully bid for it and want to come to Hongbo to learn from it? If that's the case, then it's really an honor for us at Hongbo."

Men are like this. In their minds, these so-called competitions in shopping malls are all wearing a mask of hypocrisy. Everyone knows it well: when people are drinking and drinking, the smiles they see are extremely hypocritical.

Smiling at you does not mean that he is your partner in the market; and dismissing you does not mean that he is your enemy in the competitive field.

Unlike women, women have an extremely clear awareness of friend and foe: disgust and like will be clearly shown on their faces: love and hate are clear! But men are different. They will hide their emotions under their smiles and hide their emotions.

Very deep: the hypocrisy of a gentleman!

Under the smile, it seemed like a gentleman's answer, but what Lu Nianchen smelled was Song Chenyang's deep hostility. The provocative behavior towards Song Chenyang just now was due to the man's pride on the one hand, and on the other hand, he couldn't stand Song Chenyang's arrogance.

With arrogance, Lu Nianchen was just rubbing his energy.

But now Lu Nianchen doesn't want to continue to struggle with these unnecessary things with Song Chenyang. The purpose of his coming to Hongbo is not to talk to Song Chenyang. He has important things:

"Mr. Song, I'm here this time..."

Before Lu Nianchen could really say what he wanted to say, he was interrupted by Song Chenyang who looked very gentlemanly: vexn.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, I have a meeting to hold later. I think you also have a lot to do for the new development project of True Story, right?"

The intention of seeing off the guests was so obvious, Song Chenyang didn't want to continue to be entangled with Lu Nianchen. He was afraid that if he stayed with Lu Nianchen any longer, the arrogant emotions in his body that had been suppressed with great difficulty would burst out.

Turning around, Song Chenyang lowered his head and reached for the phone on the desk. After pressing Hongbo's internal number, Song Chenyang asked his secretary to come in and see off the guests.

"Xinlei is missing!"

This sentence made Song Chenyang stop what he was doing, and the index finger of his right hand had already pressed a number key. Song Chenyang did not raise his head, but just stared blankly at the number key on the phone:
Chapter completed!