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Shen Rong was silent for a moment when he heard the contract: "Boss Yang, I couldn't explain it clearly on the phone before. I think I still need to think about it again now."

Yang Qingheng's smile faded: "I thought that what Mr. Shen said before about letting me print the contract was already confirmed, but it doesn't matter. I would like to ask Mr. Shen if there is anything else that you think is not clear enough. I will explain it to you now."

Shen Rong frowned.

Qiao Xihe covered her lips and chuckled: "Boss Yang, why do you force me if Designer Shen doesn't want to do it? Are you trying to be Mr. Shen's boss?"

"I guess I wasn't talking to Miss Qiao just now." Yang Qingheng raised his eyebrows.

The words were not made clear, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was accusing her of being impolite by interrupting what others were saying.

Qiao Xihe's face was ashen.

Shen Rong's eyes turned around the two of them and nodded to Yang Qingheng: "I'm tired from traveling all the way today. Let's talk when we have time."

"Okay, I want to apologize for the poor reception. I want to invite Mr. Shen to have dinner with me tomorrow to apologize. I wonder if Mr. Shen can give me a favor?" Yang Qingheng said.

Shen Rong reluctantly agreed.

Just after leaving the hotel door, Sun Rong was so angry that she almost broke her molars: "Why is this Qiao Xihe everywhere?"

Yang Qingheng raised her hand to stop her and turned to look at Designer Shen's assistant who was chasing after her from a distance.

"Boss Yang, Mr. Shen asked me to bring you a message."

"What?" Yang Qingheng twitched the corners of his lips.

"It's really inappropriate for you to follow me to the hotel."

Yang Qingheng glanced at him lightly: "Copy that."

The assistant looked embarrassed and ran away as if running away.

Boxiang Building.

Song Hengjue's dark eyes were looking out the window through the glass. His pupils were dilated and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he turned back to Fang Nan and raised his chin: "What school did you find out about that woman?"

"Found it, Capital University." Fang Nan sat up straight.

Song Hengjue made a backhand and threw the pen back to the table with a snap. It slowly popped up a few centimeters: "I leave this matter to you. Keep that woman away from Tang Bainian."

Fang Nan's eyes were as wide as a bell, and he pointed at his nose: "Me?"

"Otherwise?" Song Hengjue raised his eyebrows.

Fang Nan shook his head: "I don't have that ability."

"Okay, you move out of my house tonight." Song Hengjue was ruthless.

Fang Nan went crazy: "Brother, you, you, you, you let me live on the street in this weather, you are killing me."

"Then you move back to the dormitory." Song Hengjue said.

Fang Nan thought of the messy scene in the dormitory, and whether he might have slept with mice at night, and shuddered, speechless: "I've taken it, I can't go, but I can't guarantee that I can do it."

"I think you can," Song Hengjue smirked and took out a book from the drawer, "The methods are all written in it."

Fang Nan was surprised. He flipped open the book cover with his backhand and took a deep breath of cold air: "One hundred and eighty ways to make women obey my words?"

Opening the dense notes inside, he burst out laughing and banged the table: "Brother Heng, I didn't see it, you actually... hahahahaha."

After being exposed, Song Hengjue's face turned red and he kicked him in the butt: "Get out! I got this from the used book market."

Fang Nan bit her fist and suppressed laughter until her legs became weak. She limped out of the office while holding on to the wall. Song Hengjue's angry voice came from behind: "Let Xiao Li come in."

Assistant Li knocked on the door: "Mr. Song, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, what happened to Yang Qingheng recently?" Song Hengjue coughed dryly.

Assistant Li quietly raised his eyes, curious in his heart. He was so itchy that he wanted to reach in and scratch it.

Since helping Song Hengjue arrange to follow Yang Qingheng, his knowledge has been refreshed again and again.

First, he found out from others that his boss had secretly gotten Deputy Tang’s wife drunk a few months ago and planned to have an affair with her. She failed to act as a mistress and was sent to the police station by Deputy Director Tang. Now he was asked to pay attention to his wife. every move.

It's really shameless to not give up even after things like this.

"Huh?" A voice from the other side interrupted his divergent thinking.

Assistant Li trembled: "Nothing happened in the past few days. Yesterday, Boss Yang went to the airport to pick up someone. He waited at the airport for three hours but didn't pick up someone. Later he went to Fulin Hotel and met a man named Shen Rong’s designer didn’t look very good when he came out.”

"The wind blew outside for three hours?" Song Hengjue's rotating chair stopped and he didn't speak for a few seconds. Just when Assistant Li couldn't hold back and wanted to look up, a man's voice came from behind the desk, "Well , I understand, keep watching... don’t watch so closely, just tell me if there is anything special."

Yang Qingheng received Shen Rong at the hotel on the morning of the second day.

"Boss Yang, I have no problem choosing the place to eat, right?" Shen Rong said unceremoniously.

Yang Qingheng nodded: "Of course. I am apologizing to you today. Naturally, I will do it according to your preferences."

The surrounding street scene became more and more unfamiliar, and finally stopped outside a restaurant.

Yang Qingheng raised her eyebrows, got out of the car and took a closer look. It was her first time here. She had been in the capital for so long, and she didn't notice that there was such a place.

The exterior of the house is carved with wood, and the ground is covered with solid wood floors, which are polished to a shine. Even before you enter, you already know that the inside must be elegant and beautiful.

She felt a little weird. She had been here for so long and didn't even know about this place. How did Shen Rong know about it?

Her question was soon answered. Qiao Xihe came from behind with a bag in hand: "It's a coincidence that Mr. Shen came so early. Let's go in now."

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips.

Qiao Xihe turned around and smiled: "Boss Yang, you won't be unhappy because I came here uninvited, right?"

"Since Miss Qiao already knows, why are you asking?" Yang Qingheng folded her hands in front of her chest.

These words stunned Qiao Xihe.

According to normal people, they would just laugh it off at this moment. Even if they were unhappy, they would do enough to show off and say it was okay. Yang Qingheng's reaction was something she really didn't expect. She was a little overwhelmed for a while, and her face turned blue and white. , so embarrassing.