Speaking of this, Zheng Zhonghong paused, "Of course, this must not be borrowed for free, so I came here today, in addition to this matter, mainly to come to discuss a cooperation with Baiyue."
Ruan Anlan: "I've seen your planning plan."
Zheng Zhonghong looked proud when he heard this, "Then you should know, how about it? I have been able to finish this plan for a whole week."
Ruan Anlan smiled sweetly and said with a harmless expression: "It's terrible."
"What, what?" Zheng Zhonghong was about to doubt whether there was something wrong with his ears.
Ruan Anlan said: "My uncle is not old enough to not even hear others' words clearly. Why do you want me to repeat it again?"
Zheng Junyang thought Zheng Zhonghong didn't hear it clearly, so he kindly lowered his voice: "Dad, this bitch said that the planning plan you made was very bad."
"Bastard!" Zheng Zhonghong raised his hand and slapped hard. Zheng Junyang was stunned.
"dad?"
Zheng Zhonghong looked at Ruan Anlan hesitantly, "I said niece, uncle, I came over to meet you from afar, with the purpose of discussing this planning plan with you. I see what you mean, why does it look like..."
Ruan Anlan smiled gently and hummed casually.
He picked up the steaming tea cup on the table, gently pushed away the tea leaves inside with the lid, and looked at the father and son with the corner of his mouth.
Ruan Anlan said: "It seems that my uncle is really old. What I said just now may not be clear enough, so I will repeat it."
"Your planning plan does not meet the standards of our Baiyue cooperation with others, and it has not reached the point where I agree to sign the cooperation."
"I should have said this clearly enough, I don't need to say it again, right?"
After the words came to the ground, Gu Tingyuan reached out and patted Ruan Anlan's head, and said magnetically: "Uncle is old, so give him some face. Don't say it too straightforwardly."
"Who is your uncle? You are so good that you dare to speak to our Zheng family!" Zheng Junyang glared at Gu Tingyuan with his nose not his nose, his eyes not his eyes.
Because of Zheng Junyang's words, Zheng Zhonghong then focused Zhou's attention on the man next to Ruan Anlan and re-examined Gu Tingyuan.
This man is handsome and delicate, with a perfect appearance, and exudes a high-ranking aura that has been in the upper hand for many years. He looks very unusual.
For some reason, Zheng Zhonghong always felt very familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't think of where he had seen this person.
He glanced at Gu Tingyuan with contempt and disdain, and Zheng Zhonghong thought that as Zheng Junyang said, this man was the young man who was raised by Ruan An Lanhua's wallet.
So his expression became more and more contemptuous, "I said my niece, no matter what, I am your elder, and I came to see you today for serious things."
"I won't ask why you became Baiyue's boss, but you have to give me the most basic respect no matter what you say, right? I'll talk to you about business, what does it mean to bring a man over?"
"You are afraid that others don't know that you have a tiny face. It's not a big deal for our own family. If this is spread, it will be a shame for your identity as a female artist or for our old Zheng family."