Chapter 354 Return to Yesterday 37
Xu Zhou couldn't find Lingyao, so he started to work on Song Huaian.
Song Huaian suddenly became busy. He naturally knew that someone was plotting against him behind the scenes.
Even Song Huaian knew clearly who that person was.
Her little ex-boyfriend.
Song Huaian had just arrived in the country and his foundation was not yet stable. He was deliberately targeted by Xu Zhou and his situation was not very good.
But he is not a pushover. Although it is a bit difficult, it is not unsolvable.
In order to familiarize himself with the domestic market as quickly as possible, Song Huaian rushed to various banquets.
Today's banquet was hosted by Mr. Xu, the CEO with potential cooperation intention, and Song Huaian was invited to attend.
Who would have thought that Xu Zhou was there too.
Xu Zhou looked at Song Huaian presumptuously.
Song Huaian was wearing a formal black suit today, with his hair combed back, revealing his smooth, full forehead, and deep, sharp eyebrows.
He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and exudes a noble aura. From a distance, you can tell that he is no ordinary person.
He's just an old man with a slightly better appearance.
Xu Zhou withdrew his gaze with an ambiguous smile on his lips.
"Mr. Song, I've heard a lot about you."
Mr. Xu, who was standing next to him, looked at Xu Zhou in surprise, as if he knew nothing.
"Boss Xu and Boss Song also know each other?"
"Of course I know him. Mr. Song... is a very tenacious person."
Xu Zhou said this in a flat tone, and Mr. Xu fell into deep thought after hearing it.
There are many things that can be tasted from the word "tenacious".
However, his face remained unchanged, still pretending to be enthusiastic and pretending to be calm.
Song Huaian just glanced at Xu Zhou indifferently.
Following Xu Zhou's words, he continued, "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for the compliment."
His dark eyes were indifferent, and he didn't take Xu Zhou's words to heart at all.
The three people, each with their own thoughts, started talking in this way, but every time Song Huaian tried to change the conversation to cooperation, Xu Zhou would take the opportunity to interrupt.
In the end, Song Huaian stopped beating around the bush and directly stated his purpose this time.
"Mr. Xu, you know why I'm here. This project will be of great benefit to both us at the Song Corporation and to you."
Before Mr. Xu could speak, Xu Zhou, who was standing next to him, raised his glass and said, "Mr. Xu, I think our Xu Group is more suitable for this project than the Song Group. No matter from which aspect, our Xu Group deserves Mr. Xu's trust, right?"
Mr. Xu was overwhelmed when he saw this upstart in Beijing, the prince of the Xu family.
and…
"Mr. Song, Mr. Xu, the piece of land you want is no longer in my hands."
Mr. Xu is now somewhat glad that he had sold his land in advance. After all, he doesn't want to offend either of these two people.
Hearing this, Song Huaian frowned slightly.
Xu Zhou didn't feel too regretful, because the Xu family didn't have to take over this piece of land. Compared with him, Song Huaian of the Song family needed this land more.
"Mr. Xu, could you please tell me who this piece of land has changed hands to?"
Sure enough, Song Huaian did not intend to give up.
Mr. Xu was still willing to reveal this. He nodded and said, "Mr. Song, do you know Mr. Ruan from Xinyue Company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black Maybach stopped steadily in front of the open door of the banquet hall.
The receptionist standing outside the door came forward and opened the car door enthusiastically.
A girl walked out of the car.
The black dress was simple but ingeniously designed. Her long hair fell slowly on her shoulders like silk, and as she lowered her head, it flowed down from both sides to cover most of her face. Only her cool and delicate profile could be seen.
One can’t help but wonder, if her side profile is so beautiful, will her front profile be even more breathtakingly beautiful, or is it just her side profile that looks good.
However, when she looked up, she realized what it meant to be peerless beauty.
She has a face that makes people feel like first love, but her eyes are like the flawless and untouchable ice lotus on the snowy mountains.
Just by looking from a distance, I could feel the chill.
"Oh, it's true. Mr. Song, he's right there."
Mr. Xu finished talking to Song Huaian excitedly, then turned around and saw Song Huaian standing up and walking forward.
He just said a few words to Mr. Ruan, and Mr. Ruan took the initiative to hold his hand.
Mr. Xu was so shocked that his teeth dropped.
After all, he had seen Mr. Ruan's methods.
That was so unexpected and inhumane...
If Song Huaian knew her... then why would she bother looking for him to work with her?
Xu Zhou was staring at someone not far away, standing there in a daze.
The lukewarm smile on his face also fell.
His eyes fell on the two people holding hands, his brows drooped, covering the gloom in the room.
It was obvious that someone in the venue knew Lingyao, and soon someone came up to make friends with her, but Lingyao sent the person away with just a few words.
"Aren't you busy with your final assignments recently? How do you have time to come here?"
Lingyao's face turned visibly colder as Song Huaian spoke.
God of Wealth, not to mention the final assignment, he is still her good baby.
"Please help me write it."
Song Huaian smiled.
"How can I help you with your final painting project?"
Previously, Lingyao's homework, as long as it was theoretical knowledge that did not require practical painting, was directly given to Song Huaian to write.
Song Huaian didn't expect that after so many years of graduation, he still had the task of helping his girlfriend with her homework.
It’s just that Song Huaian really can’t help with the final project, so Lingyao can only do it herself.
Lingyao glanced at him with disdain but said nothing.
He glanced at the assistant who was following behind him, and the assistant very sensibly came forward with the things in his hand.
Lingyao handed the packed things to Song Huaian: "I didn't have breakfast."
Song Huaian was a little confused: "How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"
She didn’t know there was one less harassing message?
“You didn’t send a message.”
Song Huaian held the still warm food in his hand and felt a palpitation in his heart.
She immediately realized that he didn't take a picture of breakfast and send it to her this morning.
Before, he would take photos and send them to her before eating every day.
Most of the time she would just reply with an "um".
Occasionally, he would say something that made Song Huaian laugh and cry, "Great!"
It's like treating him like a child.
If Lingyao knew what Song Huaian was thinking, she would definitely retort.
Isn’t this just to coax a child? The God of Wealth is just a little ancestor!
Song Huaian pulled Lingyao into the guest rest room next door.
Take out the packed items.
Cheese corn kernels, Fu Kee custard buns, fried milk sticks and a bowl of porridge.
They were all from the restaurant he loved.
"Isn't their restaurant closed today?" Song Huaian asked in surprise as he looked at the familiar trademarks printed on the food boxes.
This restaurant is an old one and is only open from Monday to Wednesday. Today is not one of their open days.
"They will all be open from now on." Lingyao didn't explain further.
Just looking at Song Huaian, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.
Where can God of Wealth baby find such a kind person like her!
It's another day when I am moved by myself.
Song Huaian wanted to ask something, but Lingyao stuffed a custard bun into his mouth, so he couldn't say anything.
By the time he finished eating the custard bun, he had already forgotten what he wanted to ask.
He remembered that Lingyao also liked the cheese corn kernels, so he scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Lingyao's mouth.
His eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved on his strong and deep facial features.
"Eat first, be good."
Lingyao glanced at Song Huaian with a look that said, "My love for you is not in vain."
Open your mouth and bite down.
After finishing breakfast, Song Huaian felt a little bloated in the stomach and his heart was also bloated.
Lingyao took two bites of cheese corn and sat down to play with her phone.
He raised his hands and held the person in his arms, resting his chin on Lingyao's shoulder.
"What are you playing for?"