Chapter 2 second quarter

Oh, it turns out that she is also a young woman, a few years younger than her partner, with a childish look. "Are the documents available?" "it's here." At that moment, she drove the car into a car dealership on the side street, and the two got out of the car together.Naturally, someone responded and handed them a small dark-colored car. The two immediately went to the Heping Terrace Cafe. Under the gray-purple sky, they sat down at two tables. Someone came over and said with a smile, "Jin Ping, good morning." Jin Ping is that beautiful woman named Daotao of the opposite sex, she said: "The sun has already set, it's still early."

That person was a middle-aged woman, handed her an envelope, "Your mother asked me to give it to you." Jin Ping put the envelope in his handbag, and handed over the stolen documents to the other party. "You don't count a little?" "Aunt Zhang, who else should I believe if I don't believe you?" Aunt Zhang kissed Jin Ping on the cheek affectionately, and then left. Jin Ping finished her coffee and stood up gently. Although she had wiped off her makeup and put on a white shirt and khaki pants, her beautiful figure still attracted the attention of men.

A motorcycle lapped and stopped, she stepped on it, put on the helmet, wrapped her arms around the driver's waist, and leaned her face on his back. The driver steered the car to the right bank. All the way he asked: "Where is Yulu?" Jin Ping simply replied: "I went to a tutorial school." "Let's go home," said the driver. Jin Ping suddenly said infinitely lingeringly: "Say you love me." "I'm going to turn left, hold on tight." It was late at night, and the businessman surnamed Liu was drinking in the hotel bar. After a while, his assistant came, his face ashen.

Liu was very angry and said: "I really don't understand, all the conditions have been negotiated, just waiting to be signed, how can they regret the agreement at the last moment, the Vietnamese are too unpredictable." The assistant said softly: "Someone offered better terms than us." "It is impossible for people to know how high or low our bid is." "I just found out that someone proposed better terms half an hour before we signed the contract as a comparison. He knew our secrets well and finally got the deal." Mrs. Liu opened her mouth wide as if struck by lightning: "Fatty Li!"

"Yes, it's the pickpocket." "You don't understand at all, so why does the pickpocket want my contract?" "Sell for money." "The mastermind behind the scenes is definitely Fatty Li. I am at odds with this person. I will make him look good when I go back." "Mr. Liu, I really don't understand. How could you be picked up by a pickpocket if you have practiced for thousands of years?" He is silent. "I heard it was a beauty trick?" He still keeps his lips tightly shut. "Mr. Liu, you are surrounded by top-notch beauties. It is said that this trick is the most ineffective for you."

Old Liu remained silent. This is his great shame, and he will never mention it again. He was thinking about how to explain to his father the failure of the contract when he went back. Over there, the motorcycle pulls up in front of an old apartment house. Inside the iron gate is a patio, and there is an old orange tree, which is blooming and has not yet reached the fruiting season, with a unique fragrance and sweet heart. Jin Ping went upstairs to shower and change. She has always used extremely hot hot water until her shoulders were flushed red, as if she wanted to wash away the dirt that was extremely difficult to remove.

In a bathrobe, she drank a large bottle of cold beer. Suddenly someone behind him sneered: "There is no manners at all." Jin Ping knew who it was without looking back.