"Young Master Qian, this is the information you want about the Emperor Enterprise." In the president's office, Miss Yang respectfully handed over a piece of information. Qian Junxi's face was cold and cold, and there was no trace of professionalism on the president's face.
With a smile, he reached out to take the information and took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee, which made the irritability in his heart cool down a little.
"Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, Emperor Enterprise will send someone to sign a contract with us." Miss Yang took a stack of documents and stood upright in front of Qian Junxi's desk. There was no trace of looseness on his rigorous face.
Qian Junyan's fingers turned over the pages, and her evil peach blossom eyes scanned the lines of information in front of her.
"Emperor Enterprise is an ancient British family, the Situ Family, one of the companies of the Situ Consortium in Greater China, and one of its subsidiaries that has grown rapidly in recent years. It is said that his current president is less than 22 years old, and he is recognized within the Situ Family
The heir is the next earl of the Situ family." Miss Yang read the information one by one, and felt a little scared. He became the president at such a young age, and he was also the heir of an ancient family.
Qian Junxiang raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, put down the information, and leaned on the leather sofa chair behind him with his hands folded, his eyes were deep, "It seems that he is not an ordinary character. It is not unusual to become the president at such a young age. What is strange is that
The huge family behind him is also a count, haha, we really have to wait and see. But such a character will not come to sign the contract in person. Otherwise, do you really want to meet him? "
miss Yang secretly stuck out his tongue, finally feeling feminine, and said to Qian Junxi embarrassedly: "Qian Shao, I'm sorry, I also forgot that you became the president at such a young age."
"Haha, Miss Yang -" Qian Junxi laughed and pointed at Miss Yang, smiling for the first time this day, "When will you care about this?"
"Tell me," Qian Junxiang said with a serious smile again, "What is the name of the president of the Emperor Enterprise?"
Miss Yang half-folded the document in his arm, turned around and left the president's office. When he opened the door, he said, "The emperor's president—Situ Haoze."
It was approaching the afternoon, and the documents on the table were lowered slightly. Qian Junyan leaned on the leather sofa chair, but his mind kept replaying Tian Seyu's wild behavior last night. Thinking of her saying that she was leaving, he also
He didn't know why he said those words. He raked his thick long hair irritably. He couldn't figure out why he said those words. If she wanted to leave, she could just leave. He didn't lack women by his side.
His dark eyes darkened when he thought that this woman was really unappreciative, that he had already said that he would accept her, and yet caused so many troubles.
The phone on the table flashed for a moment, rubbing against the table. Qian Junxiang raised his head and took a look at it. There was a text message on it, but the person who sent the message made his hand tighten again.
"Jun Yan, see you at the same place at five o'clock in the afternoon - Ruoxian."
Old place, how many years had this word left his life? He threw the phone on the table, stood up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
If you had done nothing wrong at the beginning, why would we be where we are today.
Traces of the plane slid across the sky, and Qian Junyan's eyes were fixed on the track that the plane crossed. He had the same mood back then, watching the plane on which she was flying slowly and slowly.
Far away, but - powerless.
Turning around and walking back to the sofa, he continued to process the unfinished documents.
When he looked up again, the clock on the wall had already pointed to 4:55. It was almost time to get off work, and the documents in his hand were being processed. He took the car keys on the table and walked out of the president's office.
Stepping into the car door skillfully, the moment he stepped on the accelerator, he really felt that he was stupid again. Why was he so anxious to go back to the villa? Was it because he wanted to go back to see her? No - Qian Junxiang shook it out of his mind desperately.
With these strange thoughts in his eyes, he quickly pressed the send button on his phone, stepped on the accelerator, and the car changed direction.
Maserati stopped at the door of a cozy couple's restaurant. Qian Junyan's fingers rested on the steering wheel. He looked at the entrance of the restaurant with a sad look in his eyes. A wry smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. It had been a long time since he stepped here. It seemed that
After she left, he never came in again.
Stepping into the door of the restaurant, following the guidance of the waiter, Qian Junyan saw Yu Ruoxian in a private room, wearing a simple dress, a white top and a denim skirt.
"You're here," Yu Ruoxian smiled lightly, the same smile as when he first saw her five years ago. Coupled with what she was wearing today, Qian Junxiang couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
"Yes," there was no emotion or joy in his voice. The waiter respectfully opened the seat for him, closed the door and left. Qian Junyan sat on it, opposite her.
The lighting in the box was very dim, but it created a vaguely ambiguous atmosphere.
Yu Ruoxian wrung her hands and finally said anxiously: "Junxiang, I thought you wouldn't come?"
Qian Junxiang just took a sip of red wine. Under the light of the goblet, his eyes flickered, deep and blurred. Yu Ruoxian couldn't help but be fascinated by it. She secretly blamed herself in her heart. How could she give up such a good thing back then?
What about the man?
"Ruoxian," Qian Junyan began to speak. When his peach blossom eyes passed over her body, he was still a little heartbroken, "What happened between us is already past. What's past is past. I hope that we can all be able to
forget."
"No -" Yu Ruoxian said anxiously and held Qian Junxiang's big hand holding the goblet, her eyes full of prayer, "Won't you say it again? Are you willing to give me a chance? Are you willing to give me a chance?"
What you want to say is nothing."
"Ruoxian," Qian Junxiang sighed lowly, "we are no longer children."
"I know," the tears in Yu Ruoxian's eyes became even more intense. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she let go of his big palm and wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. Qian Junxiang's eyes deepened, and she felt heartache again.
a feeling of.
"Look at me, I'm saying these useless things again," Yu Ruoxian burst into tears and smiled, then looked at him seriously, "Happy birthday, Jun Yan!!"
Qian Junyan was hit all of a sudden, and he was still in shock. The waiter already held a cake in his hand and walked into the box. He bent down and put the cake on the table, and then stepped back again.
"Junxiang, happy birthday!!" Yu Ruoxian said to him again, and in Qianjunxiang's shocked eyes, she winked at him mischievously, "Didn't you like me to celebrate your birthday the most in the past?
, I know you rarely celebrate this kind of ordinary birthday, a birthday with only cakes and blessings. Haha, why are you so stupid, hurry up and make a wish!!"
"Ruoxian, do you remember that today is my birthday," Qian Junxi said in disbelief, his fingers trembling slightly. He almost forgot that today was his birthday, if she hadn't reminded him.
"Jun Yan, no one remembers your birthday, but I will remember it too, because, from beginning to end, you are the person I want to keep in my heart the most," Yu Ruoxian said affectionately.
What he wanted to say later was: "I was wrong in the past, but I will never be wrong again."
Qian Junxiang's heart trembled, and complex emotions swirled up from his heart.
After blowing out the candles, the light in the room dimmed a little. Yu Ruoxian walked over and lay on Qian Junxiang's lap, "Junxiang,"
"Please give me another chance." Yu Ruoxian stared into his eyes seriously, and then in Qian Junxiang's stunned eyes, Yu Ruoxian hooked his neck and kissed his lips,