Chapter 136: Ye Bingbing's entanglement in the name of work
There were only a few applause in the restaurant, and everyone was still eating or talking with the people who came with them.
Meng Beichen sat at a specially reserved main seat in the restaurant. He glanced at the place where the piano was placed without much interest, and then turned back to the woman in front of him.
Frowning his brows, he really sneered at the job this woman wanted to discuss with him.
The daughter of Baiye Company came to discuss the development project with him in person. Is it because Baiye is so weak that they want to use a honey trap, or is this woman trying to take this opportunity to get close to him?
No matter which aspect, he decided to only give her twenty minutes.[
He was somewhat impressed by the woman who pestered him twice at the skating rink last time, but now he was more impatient.
Sometimes when women entangle men too much, it will only be counterproductive.
"President Meng, Baiye Company proposes to build the latest development project into a club. What do you think?"
Ye Bingbing asked with a smile. In fact, she didn't want to talk about work with him. After all, it was her father's business. However, she didn't use this excuse. It seemed impossible to even get close to him.
"Do you think Lincheng needs another club? Is there any club that can compare with Cafiero?" Meng Beichen asked, somewhat impatient to continue talking to her.
But when he looked up unintentionally the next second, he was slightly stunned.
Ye Bingbing noticed his gaze and followed his gaze to look back. It was the four-handed combo between the prince and the princess that the host had just mentioned. Was he interested in this?
Han Yixing accepted this arrangement speechlessly, allowing her to appear from the other side in an instant. When she saw Gretchen coming from the opposite side, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Is this the surprise he was talking about? Playing the piano with her, this young master really has nothing to do. It’s not like they have never played in school, why do they want to make it so public?
But the reality no longer allowed her to think too much. Gretsch walked up to her, gracefully took her hand and led her to the piano.
His hands were very warm, always as warm as the sun. Unlike Meng Beichen, his hands were big, but his fingertips were slightly cold. When he held her, he always used a lot of force to make her