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He tactfully handed over a bottle of iced mineral water. The weather had already warmed up near noon. He unscrewed the bottle of mineral water, took two sips, carried it downstairs, got in the car and left.

"Yuan family's private dish," Lan Xihe reminded quietly.

As the group of people left, the atmosphere in the box became more and more heated, and the man who had previously been considerate of the presence of the women restrained himself a little.

"The old duck soup here is the best for nourishing and beauty. You can try it. It's not far from the company and won't interfere with your schedule." Lan Xihe looked down at today's schedule and said in a gentle voice.

"You arrange it," he said, turning the bracelet calmly.

Yuanjia Private Kitchen is located deep in the alley, with fruits and vegetables grown in the yard. The taste and price are both good.

"Old duck soup, homemade tofu, stir-fried broccoli," Lan Xihe ordered after entering the door, "Tomato beef brisket pot,"

"Okay, how many of you are there?" With a smile, write it down.

"You two," he gestured. As for Lao Xing and the bodyguards, they had their own places and did not eat together.

"This way, please, watch your step," he warned, ushering the guest to the window facing the vegetable garden, "Please wait a moment."

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the woman next to him. She looked very charming in the ordinary shirt and trousers, with seductive and alluring fox eyes, a real vixen.

Every time I look at her, I think she is really beautiful, with fair skin and beautiful looks.

"The investment matter is waiting. Also, there's no need to wait here," he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the service staff standing next to him.

"Let's eat first and talk about it later. I'll postpone the evening social events."

They eat very quickly but elegantly, and etiquette is almost ingrained in their bones. Lan Xihe listens carefully while eating.

He sighed that his salary was barely enough to spend, how could he go to a private restaurant and enjoy himself? Even a glass of boiled water cost money.

Downstairs in Dong Group, Chen Mo walked in with Qin Ningyan and his assistant behind them. It was not the first time he stepped into the head office. His subordinate who became the spokesperson for the men's perfume of Twelve Floral Gods had been here before, but this time the feeling was different.

"President?" Lan Xihe quickly stopped and looked not far away. "He is Qin Ningyan, who was specifically selected for training last time."

"The temperament and image are more in line with Xuepo's style, which is cool and refreshing. Other companies are coming to try it."

His facial features are straight and upright, with clear edges and corners, like the green bamboos in the mountains, neither humble nor arrogant. When he is not smiling, he looks naturally serious. He really has a good appearance, far better than Qin Jin.

"Let Xuepo's perfumer see which one is suitable."

He quickly got into the elevator. Qin Ningyan only saw the woman who was surrounded by people. She was tall, with a bright and charming profile. She looked very powerful in her shirt and trousers. His heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Is this Dong Yuanqing when she was young? She was the most vigorous and heroic girl he had ever seen, with a queen-like demeanor, one of the top ten entrepreneurs in China, and the person that men most wanted to marry.

If she hadn't been engaged to the Qin family long ago? Tsk, she's not even worthy of carrying her shoes, and I don't know where she's staying.

"Boss Dong thinks highly of you, you have to perform well," Chen Mo whispered, "Getting the Xuepo endorsement is a high starting point for you."

"The first card you enter the circle must be beautiful enough, your path will be smoother, don't contradict the examiner."

"Also, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. There are many men who want to get into bed with Ms. Dong, but none of them succeeds."

That guy is really ruthless, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to take Dong's perfume to the international market. You should know that the earliest perfume factory was in the romantic country. His deeds can be included in the finance textbooks. He is famous for his Midas touch.

Sitting in the office, he took the folder from Lan Xi and looked through it page by page. Finally, he shook his pen and signed.

"At 2:00, use the Dong Corporation account to announce the cancellation of the wedding. You can come up with the details yourself and post a few pictures. It cannot affect the company's stock price. The PR department will be ready at any time."

"Okay," the marriage should have been cancelled long ago.

"I want a cup of hand-ground coffee for you to bring in."

After going out, Lan Xihe went to the secretary's office to draft an announcement. From now on, he finally wouldn't have to face Qin Jin's face. It was rubbish. Tsk.

"Assistant Lan? Was Qin Jin really dumped?"

"That's not right. Isn't this being played? I'll send it later."

"How can Qin Jin, with his slicked-back hair and powdered face, be worthy of President Dong?"

"Write it well so that there will be many people reading it. Let me see it?"

"Have you finished your duties? Are you gathered here?"

"That's all. Notify the public relations department to keep an eye on it. Also have the network maintenance engineers keep a close eye on it. Make sure it doesn't crash."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, people who followed Dong’s official website discovered this big news, and it became a hot topic in less than half an hour.

"Why did Dong Zong and Qin Jin fall out? Please read below."

"Dong Zong became single again, so it was because of him?"

"This is what made the male artist of Yuehuang Entertainment so happy?"

It was quite clear and concise, just a few sentences. The two parties had different personalities and the engagement was cancelled with the consent of their families.

The picture below is not like that. He is not worthy of the cheating scumbag in capital letters! The cheerful wavy number is followed by a playful atmosphere.

The melon field chattered: "My wife has finally cured her blindness. How can Qin Jin, who is so fickle, be worthy of my wife?"

Mr. Dong looked at me and said, "The one upstairs, please draw your sword. Mr. Dong is my wife, and she is still in my arms!"

Lao Wang next door: "How much alcohol did you drink to become like this?"

The little darling husband of Mr. Dong: "Look at me, my wife. I have eight-pack abs, I am handsome, I know how to act like a spoiled child, and I can warm the bed. When are you going to get married?"

A handsome man who can cook: "He who can cook is a real man. To capture a woman's heart, you must capture her stomach."

There are a lot of voices of people eager to get married under the official account. It feels like this is not the cancellation of the marriage, but Dong Zong’s online recruitment of husbands.

"Pay attention, who has the president's personal account?" Lan Xihe glanced at the six assistants who were swiping their fingers frantically.

"No one wants it, it should be in the president's hands," she said with an auntie smile in her eyes and typing quickly.

"I didn't expect your name? Lao Wang from next door?" He glanced at the female colleague closest to him. It wasn't that he wanted to see her. Wasn't she the closest?

"Boss Dong likes soft and tender green tea men?" He read out, "Xiao Wang, is this nonsense okay?"

"Brother Lan, this is called complementarity. How good is green tea? You don't like it because the object of green tea is not you, but I like it."

The two of them had no idea that Qin Ningyan had gone astray just by looking at them. He was very cool and aloof in front of others, and looked very handsome, but in private he was soft and green tea, a jealous person, and would run away from home if he had a disagreement.

"Qingqing likes this? The taste is indeed different," Qin Ningyan muttered. He knew Lao Wang next door. He was in charge of Yuehuang Entertainment, so it should be true.

Thinking that none of the ones that appeared later were of this type, should he learn from them? He raised his hand and called the assistant over.

"Go buy me some novels like Green Tea Sister Falls in Love with Me, My Wife is a Little Green Tea, etc."

"Ah? Brother Qin? I've studied your next script and it's not like this?" He looked at Chen Mo with an embarrassed expression.

"Just go if I tell you to. I'm useful." His tone became heavy.

"Okay then," since Chen Mo didn't say anything, just buy it.