The rain fell for several days.

On Friday, it was a stop.

The sky is blue and blue, and the air is filled with a shallow fragrance of grass.

Rong Jincheng went to and from Qiao's building more and more frequently. Every time he went there, Meng Chen was accompanied.

On this day, Meng Chen transferred some contracts and documents to him.

Rong Jincheng sat on the sofa, holding a coffee cup in one hand and gently tapping on the table with the other.

"Mr. Meng, where are you Mr. Qiao? Why haven't I seen him once? I'm very curious. Mr. Qiao is now my place, where is Mr. Qiao?"

Meng Chen lowered his head to sort out the documents, but ignored him, and said lightly: "Mr. Qiao's affairs seem to have nothing to do with Young Master Rong."

"You said why are you so uninteresting? Just chatting, otherwise why are the two big men just sitting like that?"

"I didn't give you the documents, it's time for you to take a look. Don't defeat Qiao's family in less than half a year."

"You can't wait for me to make a good choice?"

"The rotten wood cannot be carved, how good can you be?"

Meng Chen was not polite when he spoke to Rong Jincheng and did not give him any face.

However, Rong Jincheng didn't care.

He crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, and took a sip of coffee.

"Mr. Meng, please stop sarcastic. I will be able to hold three companies soon, and Mr. Meng and Mr. Qiao seem to have nothing left." Rong Jincheng looked like he deserved a beating.

"I have to go to the construction site and I don't have time to talk to you."

"Let's talk about it again, Mr. Meng, where is Mr. Qiao? If he is not busy, I will invite him out to play. There will be a racing meeting tomorrow. Will Mr. Qiao and Mr. Meng play? If he knows how to play, go together?"

"We don't have the leisure and elegance of Rong Shao."

"Don't say that, you don't look that old, just have fun together."

"..." Meng Chen didn't want to pay attention to this little bully at all, lowered his head and continued to organize the documents.

For a moment, the office fell into silence.

After Meng Chen finished sorting out the documents, he left the office with a briefcase and left Rong Jincheng alone.

"Hey!" Rong Jincheng shouted, but unfortunately Meng Chen had already walked away. "He is so rude, angry."

Rong Jincheng glanced at the documents at hand, looked at the dense data and reports, and helped him...

It's really a headache.

Being a president is a very tiring thing, but he just wants to eat and drink.

Rong Jincheng took a sip of coffee and shook his head.

Thank you very much!

There was no one in Meng Chen's office, and Rong Jincheng suddenly saw Meng Chen having a locked drawer.

Rong Jincheng has always been interested in secret matters. He smiled sly and walked towards the drawer with his long legs.

It’s not difficult for him to unlock a small thing like locks. He didn’t learn it when he was a child, so he learned all the wrong ways.

He folded a piece of white paper into a thin piece and reached into the keyhole.

With a "knock", the lock opened.

Rong Jincheng's lips were filled with smiles.

I haven't tried it for many years, but my skills are still there.

If you really have no food to eat in the future, you can set up a stall to unlock it.

Taking off the exquisite lock, Rong Jincheng opened the drawer.

I thought there would be something confidential in the drawer, but I didn't expect that there were only a few photos in the empty drawer.

The photos have turned yellow, and each one has the same girl on it.
Chapter completed!