Pre-marital cohabitation

  "Xiao Tong, can't we have lunch together? How about dinner..." It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that Mettel finally gave up. The many employees behind him had already gone their separate ways to attend to their own matters. Anyway, the boss's intermittent abnormal state often occurred, so it was better to get used to it.

  In the car, Tong Jiang was still worried about Tan Jieyan's allergy to shrimp and beef from last night. After opening her phone, she closed it again, hesitating two or three times, but still didn't make the call.

  "Qian Ge, this afternoon I'm free, so I won't go back to Lan Haitun. We can get off at the intersection up ahead." Tong Jiao sighed and put her phone away in her bag, saying to Qian Li who was driving, "Anyway, it's time for dinner now."

  "Hmm." Qian Li stopped the car at the intersection and after Tong Jiang got out, he immediately started the car and left, completely not fulfilling his duty as an agent.

  Qian Li knew that Tong Ying had officially entered the entertainment industry, so she was already a public figure and shouldn't be walking around outside casually. However, Qian Li subconsciously kept thinking that if Tong Ying made a fool of herself or got caught by paparazzi doing something, losing this endorsement opportunity, then Wu Minru would have a chance.

  Wangfujing Street was as bustling as ever, even though it was the end of the year and Beijing's temperature had already dropped very low, with dry and cold air. However, there were tourists everywhere, both Chinese and foreign. Standing at the intersection of Wangfujing Street, Tong Jing looked towards the direction of Zhengyi Road, where she could see the municipal government building in the distance.

  Don't say that Tan Jieyan must be at the municipal government, even if he is, you won't see him even if you go there yourself. Tong Jiao pursed her lips, and the wind was a bit cold. She turned around and walked towards the Dongfang Junyue Hotel not far behind her.

  Jun Yue is a five-star hotel, Tong Jiang had stayed here many times before possessing this body, because it's in the downtown area, the entrance and exit are very convenient, and the traffic is very large, so for Tong Jiang, it's a very good choice.

  Of course, what makes Tong Ying like the most now is because of the delicious food at Chang An Yi Hao restaurant on the first floor of Jun Yue Da Hotel, especially for a meat-eater like Tong Ying, the called flower chicken provided by Chang An Yi Hao is so delicious that it almost makes people want to swallow the chicken bones.

  Tong Jing chose the seat closest to the wall on the east side, where she could see the street outside the glass window and also keep an eye on the situation at the entrance of the restaurant. This was a professional habit that had been deeply ingrained in her soul and couldn't be changed.

  The private room on the first floor.

  "Ji Yan, I'm injured, so you have to compensate me with the most authentic Chinese roast duck and beggar's chicken." Metel hobbled in on one foot, pushing open the private room door. Tong Jiang had kicked him pretty hard, but it wasn't that painful, just a bit sore now. However, as a businessman, Metel wouldn't let go of any opportunity to extort money when he could.

  "Are you sure you want to come to Beijing for development?" Tan Jieyan glanced at Mettle's feet, which were walking in the opposite direction on purpose. His stern face was still as calm and indifferent as ever.

  "Of course, my business is in China, in Beijing." Mettel nodded vigorously, looking at Tan Jieyan with dissatisfaction. "Hey, Jieyan, I'm a foreign friend who came to invest in China and got hurt here, don't you care?"

  "How did you get hurt?" Tan Jieyan spoke lightly, picking up his teacup. The fragrance of Longjing tea brewed with mountain spring water wafted up, and after taking a sip, the aroma flowed down his throat into his body. Just like Tong Jing's judgment, Tan Jieyan was born to be an aristocrat, every move he made was elegant and dignified.

  Mei Tuo finally came to his senses, quickly telling the story, then opening his mouth with a helpless expression. "Ji Yan, can you say that the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance is my fault? Why did my Eastern doll reject my lunch so ruthlessly? I'm hurt, my soft heart is hurt."

  "That's also the invasion of your ancestors." Tan Jieyan raised his eyelids and took a look at Mettel, who was hanging his head. The Tan family is a military family, and for patriotism, Tan Jieyan is not as clear-cut as a soldier. Tan Jieyan will apply this patriotic heart in his bones to political tactics, which is also the reason why he was promoted to the front line at such a young age.

  In recent years, internationally, especially the US, Japan and South Korea have always joined forces to directly or indirectly suppress China. The Chinese people generally believe that China is too weak in international politics. Tan Jiayuan, a young and powerful figure from a military family background, entering the political arena represents the central government's iron-fisted attitude.

  His wisdom, his means, his strength and coldness, the position of Beijing Deputy Mayor is a kind of exercise. Whether Tan Jieyan can walk into the core of power depends on his own development, but at least for now he has been put in a suitable position.