Qiu Yiren hesitated and asked again, "Mr. Chen, why don't you think about it? Development development development? She doesn't seem to have a boyfriend yet?"

Chen Zongheng's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at Qiu Yiren with a look that looked like an idiot.

"Do you have a fever?" Chen Zongheng suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Qiu Yiren couldn't react, and was stunned by his ridiculous question.

"It's time to take medicine."

Chen Zongheng replied calmly with four words.

Qiu Yiren: "..."

You are the only one taking medicine, your whole family is taking medicine!

Qiu Yiren complained angrily in her heart!

But she would never dare to say these words in front of Mr. Chen.

She still wants to live a few more years.

Saying this... isn't that asking for death...%

Along the way, a fleet of Mercedes-Benz cars drove quietly through the night streets of Shanghai.

Tonight is Valentine's Day.

There are many pedestrians on the street.

Even at nine o'clock in the evening, there were still pedestrians coming and going on both sides of the street.

Young lovers hold hands and lean on each other in the streets and alleys, feeling the atmosphere of purity and love.

In the thousand-year moon, the moon sets over the Wujiang River, singing a farewell song in neon clothes.

One hundred thousand soldiers, with axes, axes, hooks and spears, their blades are like snow reflecting the cold light.

Looking from a distance, we can see that there are many murderous intentions, and a hundred thousand troops are like a rainbow.

On the banks of the Wujiang River, the towering Chu and Han dynasties look like dragons trapped in sweat.

The most helpless, heroic spirit, leaving all the remaining strength to fight the frontier.

With eight thousand cavalry, there is no way to escape defeat. The most helpless thing is whether success or failure is right or wrong.

Recalling the past, I was frivolous and frivolous, and eight thousand beacons shone on Luoyang.

It is most difficult to escape, the love between children is long, and the book is connected to the King of Chu.

This long night in Shanghai, tonight, is destined to... the love between children.

Qiu Yiren was sitting in the Maybach car, feeling confused and confused.

She hesitated and took out the belt gift box from her bag.

It seems that I want to give it to Mr. Chen.

However, at this moment, she hesitated again.

Mr. Chen, you have received the tie made by the little girl.

Do you still like this box of belts?

A hint of complexity flashed through Qiu Yiren's heart.

Probably, I just can't stand it.

She quietly glanced sideways and glanced at Mr. Chen.

The red tie on his collar obviously fits him very well.

Besides being expensive, my belt seems to have no other advantages.

Qiu Yiren hesitated, suddenly feeling a little more prepared.

Are you really an old woman?

Eh.

She smoothly threw the belt gift box into the armrest box of the Maybach car.

"Why are you preparing men's belts?" However, Chen Zongheng on the side seemed to have sharp eyesight and recognized the box of belts in her hand at a glance.

Chen Zongheng held a cigarette in his mouth and asked calmly, "Is it for me?"

Qiu Yiren's pretty face changed slightly in complexity.

He hurriedly and embarrassedly concealed it, "Uh... no... this is... for my dad."

It seems that only answering like this will make it a little less embarrassing.

But after saying this, she regretted it.

I am really sick...

This was obviously given to him.

Why should I deny it?!

Qiu Yiren almost wanted to pinch herself hard.

This myself...

Too cowardly?

But now that the words have been said, what else can be done?

"Oh." Chen Zongheng replied lightly and continued to puff out smoke rings.

"Um...Mr. Chen, do you like it too? If you like...this box of belts, I'll give it to you~" Qiu Yiren smiled a little complicatedly, and there was something inexplicably complicated on her delicate and pretty face.

It's obviously a gift for Mr. Chen.

It's obviously a very good trump card.

But in the end, he was beaten to a pulp by himself...

Really are.

Qiu Yiren was so regretful.

Chen Zongheng glanced at her lightly.

He replied with three words, "No need."

Qiu Yiren: "..."

At this moment, she felt the urge to cry.

Oh my God.

It's obviously a good deck of cards.

Valentine's Day.

dinner.

Gift.

The right time, right place, and right people.

Why would I say the wrong thing?

Why?!

Why!!!

…

And, at the same time.

Late at night, nine o'clock.

In Shanghai City, in a mysterious office.

A middle-aged man, wearing a gray suit with calm and elegant eyes, sat slowly at his desk, puffing deeply on a cigar.

In the hand of the middle-aged man, he plays with three Nanjiang stone lion heads, commonly known as walnuts.

These three walnuts were specially selected and polished by him for decades.

Whenever he needs to think.

He would hold these three Nanjiang stone lion heads, lie in front of his office chair, and spin them lightly.

At this time, he was slowly playing with three walnuts in his right hand, and his eyes were... more dignified than ever before.

On the office wall in front of him, a news report from Shanghai City was playing:

"According to the media, today...the young president of Yuanxing Group, Guo Shaoze, was arrested by relevant agencies for allegedly...seriously bribing the boss of the Ministry of Commerce Building, Ye Liang, and put the case on file for investigation. At present, this case has been handed over to the relevant patrol unit of Shanghai City.

"

"It is understood that Guo Shaoze has currently engaged in large-scale monopoly behavior in the pharmaceutical industry in Shanghai and Shanghai, and may have violated the crime of commercial monopoly. If, once he is also convicted of bribery, then... Guo Shaoze may face the risk of being arrested.
To be continued...