"Hey, hey, hey, have you forgotten that I'm still here!" Shen Jifeng was slapped in the face with a cold dog food, and finally couldn't help but interrupt.
Huo Yanchuan shot him a cold look, which seemed to mean: Get out of here without knowing what's going on?
Shen Jifeng: "..."
He held it back again and again, and finally said, "Is the cooperation with Z Group really just over and over again?"
After three months of hard work, could it be that it was all in vain?
Huo Yanchuan asked unhurriedly: "Do you have any other ideas?"
Shen Jifeng: "..."
He just had no idea, so he thought of asking the almighty Mr. Huo for help, but now it seems that the only thing Mr. Huo sees is his little wife!
He sighed helplessly, turned around and left.
At this moment, Ji Mingwei suddenly asked: "Is the boss of Z.K Group named Daisy Dean?"
Shen Jifeng was stunned for a moment and replied subconsciously: "Yes, sister-in-law, do you know him too?"
Ji Mingwei raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a bright look: "If you want to win the project from him, maybe I have a way. How about I go see him tomorrow!"
Shen Jifeng reminded helplessly: "Sister-in-law, this Dean has a rather arrogant personality and will not easily meet a stranger. It's not that I won't help you, but I was just rejected by him, so he is even less likely to meet him."
Ji Mingwei waved her hand in an easy-going manner, "It doesn't matter, I can go by myself."
Shen Jifeng: "..."
He thinks that this sister-in-law is good-looking and has a good personality. She seems to be a smart person. Why does she have such a habit of bragging!
Even he refused. How did Ji Mingwei get so confident that a big boss would be willing to meet her?
Could it be that it’s because of the Ji family? That’s not so shameless!
As a result, the next second, he heard Huo Yanchuan's warm voice: "Okay, I'll go with you."
Shen Jifeng: "!!!"
Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, I've been talking to you so hard that you don't even want to give me face.
Why did you rush over to Ji Mingwei as soon as she opened her mouth?
Is there anyone who values sex over friends as much as you?
"No need to go to such trouble..." Ji Mingwei subconsciously wanted to refuse. In her mind, Huo Yanchuan had always been sitting on the altar, high up, overlooking all living beings.
He is the most powerful villain in the whole story, and he is feared by the world. There was a time when he had to put down his dignity and ask for cooperation!
"You went to talk to him because of me, how could I stay out of it." Huo Yanchuan interrupted her, looked at her with his amber eyes, and whispered: "I want to stay with you. Together, can’t we?”
How could Ji Mingwei be able to resist the boss's coquettish behavior, "Yes, of course, you can do whatever you want."
Huo Yanchuan raised his lips and smiled.
The smile that bloomed on her face like a goddess of beauty was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Ji Mingwei's heart was pounding and she pinched her nose tightly to stop the urge to bleed.
Beauty is really harmful!
Shen Jifeng was tired.
There has never been a moment when I felt so redundant.
…
The next day.
Because of Huo Yanchuan's company, Ji Mingwei managed to meet Mr. Dean, the boss of Z.K Group, without wasting even half a quarter of an hour.
In any case, Mr. Huo's name is there, no matter how arrogant people are, they will give him face.
However, although Dean met them and knew the other party's purpose, he had no intention of talking about business.
The project was a foregone conclusion, so he just fooled around. Who wouldn't know how to act stupid?
Unexpectedly, Ji Mingwei did not follow the routine, but took out a picture frame covered with cloth and handed it to the other party, "Mr. Dean, this is the meeting gift I prepared for you. I don't know what you like, so I
I have prepared a painting, you can open it and have a look."
Dean originally planned to show a perfunctory attitude no matter what the other party said.
As a result, when he heard about the painting, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously reached out to take it, opened it, and was filled with shock.
"Is this a sunflower?" A smile of surprise appeared on Dean's face unconsciously, "I haven't seen such a lifelike work for a long time. Whose famous painter is this artist?"
In fact, Dean and his beloved wife fell in love because of a painting of sunflowers, so every year after that, he would carefully select one from all over the world as a gift to his wife.
Over the years, he has collected almost everything painted by famous artists.
I didn't expect to receive an unexpected surprise today.
Ji Mingwei seemed to shake her head in embarrassment, and said modestly: "I can't call you a famous artist. In fact, I love painting. This is my favorite and the most thoughtful work among the many works I have painted. Sorry for showing off.
Already."
Next to her, Huo Yanchuan narrowed his eyes, and his hand hanging on the sofa gently held the back of her hand and rubbed it.
Ji Mingwei felt the back of her hands numb. The moment she turned around, she met Huo Yanchuan's gaze. His eyes seemed to be asking her: Why didn't I know that you still have this hobby?
Ji Mingwei showed him a mysterious smile: As a woman, you should always keep some secrets for yourself, so that you can find them exciting when you dig them out.
Dean's ability to understand Chinese was obviously not very good. He said bluntly: "How could it be ugly? This is obviously an extremely beautiful work. Miss Ji is really amazing. It must have cost you a lot of money to draw such a work."
It was a little effort, but it probably took several months."
Ji Mingwei pursed her lips and nodded deeply.
In fact, this is what she came up with within an hour last night.
She was just doing what she liked based on the plot of the original work.
But since people think she is so considerate, why should she tell the truth!
"I can't receive such a precious gift for free, 10 million! How about I buy it for 10 million?" Dean's eager posture showed no hint of arrogance.
Ji Mingwei, however, looked serious, "This is a painting that I love. It cannot be measured by money. If Mr. Dean really likes it, it is my honor."
In fact, what she was thinking was: After receiving your money, don't you feel that you owe nothing? I'm not stupid.
Having said that, if Dean talks about money, it would be an insult.
But he was reluctant to return the painting, because when he looked at the sunflower, he had already imagined the expression on his beloved wife's face when she saw it, which would be full of joy.
"Thank you very much, Miss Ji." He finally accepted it shamelessly.
Ji Mingwei smiled faintly. She knew that it was impossible for Dean to give the project back to them based on just one painting.
So she chatted about painting for a while. When Dean relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly said "Hey", "Mr. Dean, I look at your face and it seems that you have poor sleep therapy. Do you have any chronic diseases in your body?"