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V46

"I can't believe that we are actually neighbors. We are so destined, Miss Jing. I'm so sorry. The decoration workers accidentally dug through the wall of your house this morning."

The two people stood in the stairwell talking. Li Chen said to Jing Miao very apologetically.

"It's okay. It wasn't intentional anyway. The hanging painting you gave me is very beautiful. I like it very much." Jing Miao waved to him nonchalantly, "Go to bed early and good night."

She opened the door and entered the house

"Good night." Li Chen watched Jing Miao close the door and then left with peace of mind.

Two months have passed. Jing Miao has started to rotate jobs and transfer personnel to the advertising department. A large part of the income of publishing magazines comes from advertising sponsorships.

Recently, in order to get a sponsorship from a jewelry company, Jing Miao went to that company almost every day. Today, in order to sign a contract, he went to the largest golf course in the suburbs early in the morning.

It was a rare sunny day in autumn. It was almost winter. The sun shone lazily. Jing Miao was about to fall asleep while sitting on the bench. The intern Shen Lu who came with Jing Miao next to her complained softly, "This company's The boss is really a big name. Yesterday he said he wanted us to accompany him to dinner, and today he said he wanted to play golf. Could he be trying to trick us?"

Jing Miao opened his eyes hard. Not far away on the green grass, Zheng Haoxuan was swinging his club gracefully. He scored a beautiful goal in the distance. He turned his face sideways and seemed to look at this side several times.

"Miaomiao, they seem to be asking us to go over there. Should we go? But I don't know how to play golf. If you go, I won't go."

The unreliable Shen Lu pushed Jing Miao out, and Zheng Haoxuan just turned around, waved to Jing Miao, and smiled to indicate that it was okay, so she could only walk over bravely.

"Mr. Zheng, your skills are really good. You look more professional than a professional player."

Jing Miao smiled and flattered her, but in fact she had no idea what a professional player was like.

"Oh? Miss Jing can also play golf?"

Zheng Hao Those talking eyes, when looking at people with a smile, it is difficult for people to look away

Jing Miao shook her head and said she didn't know how to do it.

"How about I teach you how to fight?"

Zheng Haoxuan came over and taught her how to hold the pole. He stood not far behind Jing Miao and gently held Jing Miao's hand. When he spoke, she could faintly smell the cologne on his body.

Jing Miao was a little confused, and for some reason he thought of Xiu Yu. He had mysophobia, but never used cologne. Soldiers have the character of a soldier and have their own taste. They can be rough, wild, or... It's masculine, but it won't be such a sophisticated and refined perfume.

"That's it, swing it out"

Zheng Haoxuan's voice suddenly came close to his ears, just for a moment. Jing Miao's hand slipped and the ball became crooked.

"I'm so sorry, it seems I'm not a basketball player."

Jing Miao pretended to be disappointed, retreated from his arms, and handed the club to the caddy beside him.

"It's okay, Miss Jing. It's noon. Let's have a meal together. We can also talk about this advertising sponsorship in detail."

Jing Miao, who originally wanted to shirk the word "eat", heard the second half of his sentence, her eyes lit up, and she agreed with a smile.

During the meal, Zheng Haoxuan was not in a hurry. He talked about everything in the world, but did not mention the details of advertising sponsorship. Jing Miao waited for a long time, and finally turned the topic to advertising sponsorship.

"Why are you so anxious? Miss Jing, our jewelry company attaches great importance to the influence of your company's magazine, and this sponsorship will definitely be provided."

Jing Miao was silenced with just one sentence, and then several beauties from the public relations department of the jewelry company proposed to go out for a drink together. Shen Lu frowned and said pitifully to Jing Miao, "Miaomiao, I won't go. I suddenly have a good friend here, so I won’t go there. If anything happens, please call me again!”

Shen Lu escaped halfway, leaving Jing Miao alone to deal with the excited people in the jewelry company.

"Miss Jing, don't worry too much. I think advertising sponsorship will happen sooner or later. It's just a matter of how much." The public relations manager of the jewelry company is a very straightforward beauty. She handed Jing Miao a glass of wine, "No, go ahead. Let’s toast our boss. A hero is sad and a beauty has to pass.”

Zheng Haoxuan sat there alone, gently watching his subordinates dance wildly.

Jing Miao walked over with the wine in hand, "Mr. Zheng, I hope our two companies can have a happy cooperation. However, this contract has not been finalized for a day, and I'm afraid I am not sure. As a businessman, Mr. Zheng, writing in black and white is the most stable guarantee." Yes or no?"

Zheng Haoxuan nodded and glanced at Jing Miao appreciatively, "Then do it first as a token of respect."

In response, Jing Miao drank the glass of wine.

The voice in her ears slowly became distant, and Jing Miao felt that her whole body began to feel weak. Gradually, the exquisite fragrance of perfume got closer and closer, leaning against her, as if it was right on the tip of her nose.

She wanted to wave away the smell, but she didn't want her backhand to be held by someone.

In the haze, he saw Zheng Haoxuan's face in front of him, very close, very close...

Zheng Hao

His lips curled up evilly, and he held her raised hand

"Don't worry"

The door of the box suddenly opened, and the public relations manager who had just persuaded Jing Miao to toast came in and said to him respectfully, "President, the room has been opened."

"Um"

Zheng Haoxuan lazily picked up Jing Miao, who was already weak. The moment he stepped into the elevator, he looked at his subordinates who were holding the elevator and said, "Tell them, Mr. Lan of the company, that I accepted this gift with a smile."


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