Chu Xiaochen answered the phone with questions, and Luo Jun slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
"Xiaochen, it's me, aunt." On the other end of the phone, Qiao Yujun's voice was gentle and kind.
"What can I do for you?"
"It's like this. Auntie has carefully considered it. We are all a family and should cooperate, so Auntie decided to cooperate with you." Qiao Yujun smiled on the other end of the phone, "Do you have time today? Can you do it in the morning?
If you can't come to Qiao's, it's best before nine o'clock."
"This..." Chu Xiaochen hesitated.
It was already past seven o'clock. If she promised to go to Qiao's at nine o'clock, she might not have time to be intimate with Luo Jun.
"Promise her."
Luo Jun whispered in her ear.
From such a close distance, he was able to hear every word Qiao Yujun said.
"Okay then, I'll see you later."
"Then I'll ask the driver to pick you up?"
This time, without Luo Jun opening his mouth, Chu Xiaochen already refused, "No, I'll go there by myself."
After hanging up the phone, she turned her head and looked at Luo Jun, "Actually, I can go in the afternoon."
Luo Jun smiled and kissed the side of her face, then stretched out his hand to pull her up from the pillow, "I have to go in the morning. Today is Monday. Qiao's board of directors has a regular meeting every Monday. Today should happen to be the day of the regular meeting. If my guess is correct,
If you are wrong, she probably wants to take you to attend the board meeting, little Xingxing, you have to be prepared."
Of course, in addition to this, he also knew another piece of news.
Yesterday, Qiao Yujun summoned several elites in the real estate design and sales industry to his home and stayed there all day long until late at night.
The only reason these people came to Qiao's house was because of Feng Linjun.
This time the board of directors, I am afraid, Chu Xiaochen will face a big test.
He deliberately worked overtime with her last night to prepare for today's board meeting.
Before, he had always wondered why Qiao Yujun was so calm.
Just now, when Qiao Yujun called, he suddenly understood.
This insidious woman wanted to catch Chu Xiaochen off guard - the later the call came, the less time she had to prepare.
But what a pity!
Luo Jun raised his hand and pinched her face, "Little Xingxing, your intelligence is far beyond my imagination. I underestimated you before."
"Really?" Chu Xiaochen tilted her head to one side, showing a cute and playful gesture, "From now on, take a new look at your wife, President Luo Da!"
Luo Jun smiled and stretched out his palm, "You mean...have you grown up recently?"
Raising her hand to slap away his malicious palm, Chu Xiaochen tightened her loose shirt, and suddenly remembered something, "No, I have to hurry up and prepare a formal suit."
When going to a board meeting, she always dresses more formally.
"Don't be nervous." Luo Jun raised his chin towards the paper bag beside the bed, "I've already prepared it for you."
Chu Xiaochen opened the paper bag, and sure enough, she saw that the paper bag contained a shirt, a light beige dress and a pair of mid-heeled shoes, which were completely standard for high-end white-collar workers.
She didn't know the brand, but just by looking at the color and texture, she knew it must be valuable.
He looked away from the paper bag and looked at Luo Jun. Chu Xiaochen blinked and said, "Are you a god or a monster? Why do you seem to be able to predict everything?"
