Zhao Chen nodded with satisfaction: "President Qiao, on behalf of the Zhao family, I would like to say thank you."
Qiao Dong was flattered: "Mr. Zhao is so polite."
Then, he said flatteringly: "That Song Qingge asked me to meet today. She really has a beautiful idea. No matter what method she uses, I can't let her company go!"
"So, I let her go and let her wait at the highway intersection!"
Zhao Chen's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of conspiracy in his eyes: "President Qiao, it's not that you can't see her."
"On the contrary, I think you can meet her. You may not know that Song Qingge is very beautiful. I have never seen many women more beautiful than her."
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Dong's eyes suddenly became hot.
How could Zhao Chen not see it? He said calmly: "President Qiao, in fact, you just need to stick to one thing: no matter what, don't let Changge Company go. As for other things, you and I are willing.
No one can tell what you did wrong. Are you right?"
After saying that, he burst out laughing.
Qiao Dong understood this and started laughing too...
at noon.
The sun is like fire, scorching the earth.
Song Qingge stood at the highway intersection, his face covered in sweat.
But she didn't dare to stand in the shade for fear of missing Qiao Dong's car.
Tang Jiani on the side said angrily: "Qingge, we can't wait any longer. This Qiao Dong is really too much, we can't play tricks like this!"
Song Qingge said helplessly: "Jani, forget it, who asked me to ask for help? Just wait."
Tang Jiani said: "If you don't look at what time it is, it's already twelve o'clock! He is obviously playing tricks on us!"
But at this moment, Song Qingge's cell phone suddenly vibrated violently.
The call came from an unknown number, but the address it showed was Jincheng.
Song Qingge thought for a while and answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone, a domineering male voice sounded: "Song Qingge, you should arrive at the Sky Ocean Hotel within ten minutes. Otherwise, you will never see President Qiao again. Do you understand?"
Song Qingge was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.
This call must have come from Qiao Dong's secretary.
"Okay, I'll be there right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Tang Jiani came over immediately: "Qingge, what's going on?"
Song Qingge told him everything the man said just now.
Tang Jiani thought for a moment, "Let's go, I'll go with you."
"Um."
After that, the two got in the car and sped away towards the Tianyang Hotel.
This highway intersection is more than twenty minutes away from the Tianyang Hotel, but Tang Jiani ran all the way and ran through three or four traffic lights, and it only took nine and a half minutes to get there.
The two jumped out of the car, entered the hotel, and came to the door of Private Room 1 on the second floor.
But at this time, a young man in a white shirt blocked their way.
"stop!"
Tang Jiani said quickly: "President Qiao called us and asked us to come."
The man in the white shirt glanced at Tang Jiani playfully: "Are you Song Qingge?"
"I am, I am Song Qingge." Song Qingge looked at him and said.
The man in the white shirt looked at Song Qingge, glanced up and down her well-proportioned body twice, and said meaningfully: "Go in, President Qiao is waiting for you."
Song Qingge felt a little frightened by his malicious gaze.
"Then...can Jiani go in with me?"
The man in the white shirt rolled his eyes at her: "Song Qingge, are you okay with your mind? President Qiao allows you to see him. You are already lucky. I warn you, don't push yourself too far!"
Song Qingge had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk in by himself.
