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  "Ah?" Lin Xiaomei was shocked, her eyes wide with wonder, her jaw about to drop.

  Did she just hear it wrong?

  Although I only met Rong Qian a few times, her steady and calm image has already taken root in the hearts of all the sisters. How could Rong Qian ask this question?

  Rong Qian coughed lightly, finally recalling Lin Xiaomei's attention.

  "That... Yunxue fell asleep as soon as she came last night." Lin Xiaomei said dryly, while pinching her thigh. A salesperson as sensitive as her couldn't possibly lose composure in front of the boss.

  Modest and reserved, calm and detached.

  Lin Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, why did she feel that Rong Qian seemed a little disappointed...

  He lightly tapped the desktop with his finger, and said in a humble tone: "Tomorrow on Monday, you will become the deputy manager of the branch. The marketing director of Jinghua will see your performance and decide afterwards."

  "I understand. Even if General Rong wants to make a deal, he won't easily use a scapegoat." Lin Xiaomei nodded vigorously with a smile and winked at Rong Qian, "No matter what, I'll get it done for our General Rong, and I'll even keep it a secret from Yunxue. I'm not stupid, Yunxue still doesn't know General Rong's true identity, there must be a special reason."

  Rong Qian calmly swept his gaze over Lin Xiao Mei's eyes, then slowly nodded: "Very good..."

  Ten minutes later, Lin Xiaomei stood up and smiled: "Don't worry, President Rong. I've got it covered. I'm looking forward to the marketing director position you promised me. It was a pleasure doing business with you, President Rong."

  He nodded, with a humble and gentle gaze: "Nice doing business with you!"

  Turning to leave, Lin Xiaomei turned back with a smile: "Mr. Rong, Yunxue is straightforward. If she knew Mr. Rong's true identity, it might be hard to explain."

  Having said that, he walked away with a light and quick step.

  Standing tall, he remained calm and didn't rush to leave the office, but instead gazed quietly out of the window in the direction of Oil Painting Street.

  Longji wants to flatten Oil Painting Street?

  The original urban planning was not like this, it is a new revised plan.

  He slightly bent down and pressed the intercom: "Where are you now?"

  "Oil Painting Street." The other party smiled faintly, "What's this, Brother Rong can't hold back anymore and wants to find me?"

  "Lu Shao, don't try to test the law with your own body," Rong Qian reminded him with a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling expression, "It's not worth it."

  "It sounds like Brother Rong is quite concerned about me." Luo Shaofan sneered, "Brother Rong should be trying to distract us, shouldn't he?"

  "We are opponents, but... I don't want you to pay too high a price for this."

  "Let go, I won't have to pay any price." Luo Shaobai smiled lightly, "You know she still loves me, but you won't let go, that's using her sense of responsibility. Rong Qian, you're too despicable. You've changed."

  "You didn't marry Su Qinglan, and how would I have had the chance to marry Yunxue? Intelligent as you are, when did you become muddled in your priorities? All the choices I've made, I've never regretted."

  "Never regret?" Luo Shaofan seemed to be pondering.

  "Let's have lunch together at noon." Yung said calmly.

  "I'll be at Oil Painting Street at noon." Luo Shaofeng accepted the invitation to dinner. The tone was not that of accepting a meal, but rather that of accepting a duel.

  Rong Qian hung up the phone and walked towards the CEO's office. Just as he reached the door, he saw a figure flash inside. Rong Qian slightly curled his lips, slowed down his pace, and strolled to the door, where Wang Mingxia was just coming out.

  Wang Mingxia smiled like a spring flower: "Director Rong wasn't inside after all. I was just about to tell Director Rong, since there's nothing going on, I'll head back first. It's Sunday today!"

  "Wait a minute, I have an important document to deliver to the board of directors."

  She walked in and Yu Qian's long eyes swept across the table.

  The file has been tampered with.

  Rong Qian sat down calmly and effortlessly, his slender fingers flying across the keyboard. Before long, a document emerged from the printer.

  Took the file, signed with a flourish, put it in an A4 leather bag. Covered with a big "urgent" stamp, stapled it firmly. Handed it over to Wang Mingxia: "Put it in the most eye-catching place in the chairman's office. Confidential! Urgent!"

  "Good." With a respectful bow, Wang Mingxia took over the documents and walked out.

  Rong Qian glanced over at Wang Mingxia's back and smiled calmly.

  Walking out of the CEO's office, Wang Mingxia went straight to the chairman's office. But when she reached the blind spot of the camera, she quietly glanced back and quickly removed the stapler, took it out and quickly scanned it.

  Request the board of directors to approve, on behalf of Jinghua, to mortgage several immovable properties of Jinghua and borrow 3 billion from the bank. And Longji compete for the oil painting village and the adjacent one million square meters of land.

  Wang Mingxia took a deep breath. She calmly restored the paperclip to its original shape, put the documents into her bag, and then composed herself before entering the chairman's office.

  Three minutes later, she walked back with a light step and stood in front of Rong Qian, not without regret: "Director Rong, I originally wanted to spend a great weekend with Director Rong. But Director Rong's physical condition is different from ordinary people, I... forgot about it. Director Rong, there's nothing important on Sunday either, I'll leave first."

  The humble-looking man bowed his head to look at the documents without raising his head, and directly waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

  "Thank you, General Rong. Goodbye, General Rong!" With a deep bow, Wang Mingxia flashed a bright and cheerful smile as she walked out. She went down one floor before picking up her phone to dial a number. "Boss, the beauty trap really won't work on him. He didn't even react to the medication, he's truly an uncouth man who doesn't understand romance. I think it's pointless for you to send another beauty over. Sigh... if Qiao Yunxue marries him, she'll probably end up a widow, what a pity. After all, Qiao Yunxue is considered a little beauty too. By the way, he's already submitted an application to the board of directors to borrow 3 billion yuan from the bank to compete for the Oil Painting Village project..."

  Wong Yuen on the 50th floor was still working hard reviewing documents when he suddenly pressed the hands-free: "Yan Zi?"

  "Brother?" came Yanzi's cheerful voice, "I'm on Oil Painting Street. I've come to find your wife and ask her to go back and take a look at your masterpiece. Haha, brother you don't know, your wife's sketch is absolutely amazing! She drew Shu Yu so vividly, it's just like a Thai ladyboy. It's really hilarious."

  "Shu Yu? Her eyes were deep and mysterious, her face calm as she pressed the sun spot: "Yanzi, come to the company for a while, immediately transfer 3 million from the account to me."

  "Brother?" The swallow seemed reluctant to come.

  Rong Qian furrowed his brow: "If you don't want to swap out your sister-in-law, come here within ten minutes."

  "I'm coming right away." Swallow was startled and answered quickly.

  He rubbed his forehead and shook his head - now his influence on Yanzi was actually less than that of his wife.

  In less than ten minutes, not only did the swallow's BMW arrive, but also the three million was transferred as wished.

  What was handed over to Rong Qian's hands was a bank card no more than two inches wide.

  Rong Qian walked out of the office building and left Beijing. The Audi accelerated, stirring up thick dust, disappearing into the distance, no one knew where he went.

  "Brother?" Confused, Yanzi stared at Audi's tail and rubbed her eyes, "What does brother want to do?"

  The swallow doesn't care, and still returns to the oil painting village. The elder brother can't retain his sister-in-law, she advises him not to return his sister-in-law, perhaps watching over his sister-in-law, not allowing other men to get close to her. Hmph, sooner or later, his sister-in-law will still be the one making breakfast for that sister-in-law.

  Look at the time, Swallow's clever machine moved quickly, and the BMW sped to Oil Painting Street. He pulled Ge Yunxue and ran: "Sister, I'll show you something. Sister, you will understand how bitter our lives are now. The life we are living now must still be from a hundred years ago."

  "Swallow, I'm not going to Shui Xiang Garden." Qiao Yunxue was really fed up with this enthusiastic maid.

  The swallow looked wronged and was about to cry: "Sister-in-law, brother is not at home, why don't you go take a look? Just take one glance, sister-in-law will come back, okay?"

  Qiao Yunxue's heart softened. Five minutes later, Qiao Yunxue arrived at the "home" she had been away from for a night.

  The swallow didn't say another word and pulled her into the kitchen.

  Qiao Yunxue's face twitched, it turned out that this little girl was really gluttonous, and she actually pulled her back to cook for her.

  "Sister, look." Swallow pouted her small mouth, picked up the pot and handed it to Qiao Yunxue's eyes, looking very worried, "See, my brother can't bear to see me cry, he made noodles for me this morning..."

  Qiao Yunxue was shocked, her black and white eyes widened in surprise.

  What noodles, it's just a black lump. The bottom of the pot is all black, emitting a foul smell of burnt food.

  Look, Qiao Yunxue's eyes turned red. Suppressing it, she smiled lightly: "Your brother... wasn't someone who could cook in the first place." Not only did he not know how to cook, but even simple tasks like washing clothes and mopping the floor were beyond him. She had been married for half a year, and this feeling was deeper than anyone else's.

  "Sister-in-law, come back!" Yanzhi said coquettishly. "Look at me and brother eating like this, who knows, we might even get stomach cancer from it."

  Qiao Yunxue gently shook her head: "Yanzi, no."

  "How can it be?" The swallow dragged her into the master bedroom again, pointing to the windowsill, "Look, brother wrote a brush character today."

  Calligraphy?

  She was taken aback and couldn't help but stare at the four big words - Separated for a day!

  What did he write this for?

  Swallow guessed: "I reckon it's a feeling of one day and three autumns."

  Rong Qian, such a introverted man, would not understand what it means to be deeply in love. Yanzi was just talking nonsense. Qiao Yunxue felt a lump in her throat and turned around to leave: "Yanzi, I'm going back."

  Her voice was soft, but her tone was firm. Swallow's small mouth pouted, and she sniffled as she followed behind Qiao Yunxue: "I don't care, wherever sister goes, I'll go too."

  What a clingy leech!

  But Qiao Yunxue refused to get on Yanzi's BMW again. Since she decided to leave, how could she be entangled with Yanzi? This girl would come back every day, what if she ran into Rong Qian...

  Qiao Yunxue refused to take a ride, and Yanzi didn't drive either. She jogged to catch up: "Sister-in-law, I'll accompany you shopping."

  They walked towards Oil Painting Street in single file.

  Halfway through the walk, Qiao Yunxue's feet started to hurt. She had no choice but to wear her two-year-old high heels today in an attempt to change her mood and relive happy memories. Although they weren't three inches high, the heel was thinner than her little toe, requiring both skill and effort to maintain balance while wearing them.

  It's been a long time since I returned to Oil Painting Street. Just as I was walking, Swallow exclaimed: "Brother, how did you get here?"

  Her heart skipped a beat, Qiao Yunxue quickly lifted her head up.

  No problem, Rong Qian stood in front. His hands lazily inserted into his pockets, his handsome face under the sunlight, had a uniquely captivating scenery.

  "Come and have dinner with us," said Rong Qian.

  Swallow was overjoyed and pulled Qiao Yunxue: "Sister, let's go eat with brother too."

  "My mom has made dinner for me." Qiao Yunxue shook off Yanzi's hand and smiled slightly, "You can eat together."

  "What's wrong, Mrs. Rong won't give you face." A faint sarcasm came from the side, and Luo Shaofan strolled over, "Mr. Rong, it seems you're not as great as I thought. I assumed you and your wife were deeply in love, but it turns out you can't even bear to eat together."

  "Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Yunxue blurted out. As soon as she finished speaking, she regretfully pinched her own cheek. What's the hurry?

  Rong Qian's black pupils flashed, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He spoke elegantly and warmly, "Let's eat together. Don't let outsiders laugh at us."

  He said it so casually, yet it felt so natural, warming people's hearts...

  It seems like she's not going, it's really unreasonable... Unconsciously, her footsteps changed direction and went towards Rong Qian.

  She whispered to herself in her heart - just this once.

  Arriving at the only restaurant on Oil Painting Street, walking into a private room. Rong Qian sat down and threw over the menu: "Luo Shao orders the dishes."

  Qiao Yunxue suddenly turned around.

  It turned out that Luo Shaofeng had been following behind all along, and now he was smiling with a subtle meaning, quietly staring at her face.

  They had actually made plans to have dinner together.

  Qiao Yunxue stared at the two of them, extremely perplexed, but didn't know what to say.

  "Brother, how can we have dinner with this stinky man?" said Swallow, refusing.

  "Swallow, stop messing around, we have something to discuss. You guys eat first and then leave."

  Qiao Yunxue didn't make a sound. The two of them having dinner together was already strange enough; and yet they still said they wanted to discuss something, which was simply suspicious.

  As expected, Luo Shaofeng ordered dishes: "Country-style stir-fried pork, chopped pepper fish head..."

  Luo Shaofan's ordering was just like a magic trick, Qiao Yunxue's heart skipped a beat. The dishes Luo Shaofan ordered happened to be all her favorite foods.

  Lu Shao Fan gazed at Qiao Yun Xue with a profound meaning: "I wonder if Mrs. Rong wants to add any more dishes?"

  The swallow looked on in some confusion, but she absolutely did not give Luo Shaobo a chance to perform, immediately snatching the menu and flipping through it with a smile: "I like the farmhouse stir-fried meat and chopped pepper fish head, thank you Luo Da Shao. I'll add another dish that my brother likes, brother, let's add braised duck and dry pot chicken." After finishing, she looked at Luo Shaobo with satisfaction, "Luo Da Shao, you should just have the sautéed chicken liver."

  "Oh?" Luo Shaofan was taken aback, not understanding what Miss Jiao meant.

  The swallow pouted: "Heartless and ruthless."

  "Yanzi, you've eaten." Qiao Yunxue hastily stopped him. How could Luo Shaofan's natural pride allow Yanzi to mock him?

  Before long, all the dishes were served.

  Qiao Yunxue remained silent, facing the two men, one who was once closest to her soul and the other who was closest to her entire being. Her heart churned violently, and she could only forcefully suppress the heat wave in her heart.

  She buried her head and ate fiercely, as if the people in front of her did not exist.

  Rong Qian liked dry pot chicken, but Luo Shao Fan liked it even more. Although the two men didn't fight over it, both of their chopsticks were reaching for the chicken.

  Swallowing hard, Yanzi frowned and looked at Qiao Yunxue who was silent, very displeased: "Luo Da Shao, there's still a lot of food in your bowl! Why do you always snatch Ge's dry pot chicken? That was what I ordered for Ge."

  Luo Shaofan glanced at her and directly ignored her.

  The swallow was somewhat angry: "Luo Da Shao, you can't always be eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot..."

  "Ah...!" Qiao Yunxue was choked. Yanzi's words were literal, but she thought of Luo Shaofan's leg being chopped off...

  Tears welled up in her eyes, she casually wiped them away and continued eating with her head down. Feeling a bit stifled in the chest, she wanted to rub it with her hand, but her hand was grasped by a pair of large palms.

  Her whole body stiffened.

  She tried to pull her hand out, but the other side was like a clip, tight and not letting go, gently stroking it, as if stroking a treasure.

  She knew whose palm it was without looking up. Rong Qian was a gentle and courteous gentleman, calm and composed, and would never do anything improper in public.

  What's Luo Shaofan?

  He knew she was married to Rong Qian, yet he still flirted with her in front of Rong Qian!

  Too shameless! Too arrogant!

  Where has his elegance and refinement gone?!

  What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated, Qiao Yunxue gritted her teeth, stretched out her heel, and felt around the foot under the table.

  Luo Shaofan sat on the right side, and the foot on the right must be Luo Shaofan's. She held her breath, pressed her air down to her dantian, used all her might since she was a baby, pointed the tip of her shoe at his toes, and trampled down hard.

  "Ah yo——" The high heel was absolutely a stunning lethal weapon. Luo Shaofeng's chopsticks fell, his pride flew away, and his elegance disappeared. He jumped up, holding his foot, "My toes... Yunxue, you're so cruel."

  "Sister-in-law?" Yanzhi looked puzzled.

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned red as she argued in a small voice: "Pervert... who told you to secretly hold my hand."

  "Damn it!" Yanzi also jumped up, furious and pounced on Luo Shaofan, "You rascal, how dare you be rude to my sister-in-law in front of my brother. I...I...I'll beat you up."

  Luo Shaofan was hopping on one foot when a swallow swooped down, and he immediately fell to the ground. However, the swallow didn't expect this tall and straight man to be so unflappable, and it used too much force, also falling over.

  "Lu Shao Fan, you're not allowed to touch my mouth! Don't move, don't bite!" Yan Zi shouted in a wronged tone.

  What a mess! Qiao Yunxue quickly got up to help Yanzi.

  But she couldn't get up. Only then did she realize that although Luo Shaofeng had been knocked to the ground by Yanzi, his warm palm still tightly grasped her hand...