"Old sir, your young master has drunk a little too much. Please send him back to the hotel to rest. (_《》) When he wakes up, we will ask him to come out to discuss cooperation with him if he has time." After leaving the door, Wu Pu's mind was slightly awakened, and he ordered Uncle Wen.

Uncle Wen leaned into the private room and saw that his young master was really drunk. When he looked at Wen Jie again, he looked like he had not drunk any more. Uncle Wen sighed helplessly and secretly called for the young master.

The young master lost his wife and his army. Look at Miss Wen, he didn't come for a date. It was obvious that he wanted to kill the surrender.

Uncle Wen felt extremely worthless about the young master's behavior, but he was not worried about the cooperation that Wu Pu said. His young master was a little idiot and a bitch, but he was as smart as a fox in the shopping mall. Otherwise, he would not have stood out in the Xiao family, which had many descendants and was trained as a successor.

He sent Wu Pu and Wen Jie out quietly. Uncle Wen summoned two bodyguards to help Xiao Donghe out, "Le Lai Lehao". When he walked to the door, the phone in his pocket rang. He took out his phone and saw the number on it. His face immediately darkened.

"I have something to go out. You can send the young master to the hotel safely. You will ask if there is any mistake." Uncle Wen ordered with a dark face, and reached out to stop a rental car and left.

"Come on, little brother, I'll drink it again..." Xiao Donghe was supported by two bodyguards, and he was still yelling. The moment he approached the car door, his originally a little confused eyes suddenly opened wide, and it was clear and bright. Where did he look drunk?

He reached out and pushed away a bodyguard who was supporting him, and a cold light flashed in Xiao Donghe's eyes, "Xiao Wu, follow me and take a look, don't be discovered."

The bodyguard named Xiao Wu bowed his head and said no surprise to the young master suddenly sobered up. He stopped him and followed Uncle Wen's disappearance.

Another bodyguard supported Xiao Donghe. Seeing that his eyes were always staring at the direction where Uncle Wen disappeared, he looked heartbroken and couldn't help but shout: "Young Master, Uncle Wen--"

"Okay, let's go, go back to the hotel." Xiao Donghe waved his hand and interrupted the bodyguard, got into the car, and said again: "Remember, let's ruin the things tonight in your stomach."

The bodyguard had already started the car. Hearing Xiao Donghe's words, he nodded seriously, and then slowly drove the car out.

The luxurious black extended Cadillac slowly drove out of the narrow neon road in front of "Lelai Lehao". In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the second-floor office, a meaningful smile appeared on a handsome face full of wine-blooded blushing. Looking at the luxury car gradually driving into the night, he said to the quiet and quaint beautiful woman next to him: "You are right, this guy is really not a bad guy. But it seems that his situation is not so optimistic, and it seems that he has encountered a big deal."

After coming out of the private room filled with alcohol, Wen Jie was inexplicably pulled to this office by Wu Pu, threatening to ask her to enjoy a good show. Seeing Xiao Donghe and Uncle Wen leave one after another, she realized that Wu Pu's so-called good show was referring to this. However, she felt that Wu Pu was a little terrible. When he was so urgent, he still had the leisure to watch other people's jokes.

"You are so bored!" muttered, but Wen Jie didn't feel any repulsive in her heart. Instead, she was a little shocked at the scheming of this young man under 18 years old. She had seen a genius child who was as scheming as the sea, but her young master was a genius monster. She just sighed that the little monster in this world was met by her alone.

I turned my head to look at the young face that was smoky with strong blushing by top red wine. It was like a knife and axe, with clear contours, and the lines outlined in each outline were so soft. It was really a handsome face full of masculinity. Only with such a face, can such a monster be worthy of the young master, right?

Wen Jie sighed in no reason and said, "I have watched the show. Have you figured out how to drive Xiao Donghe out of the southern suburbs? Isn't you still want me to seduce me?"

Wu Pu had long expected that Wen Jie would be resentful of the date at night, so he turned his head and smiled: "It is not a glorious thing for men to use women's appearance. It is enough to do things that are unlucky on their faces once, so how can they do it again and again? If you are so powerless that you have to betray a woman's appearance, this man is too incompetent."

A young man under 18 years old spoke to a man in a closed voice. At first glance, he always felt a little awkward and made people want to laugh. Wen Jie couldn't laugh. She could feel a smile in her heart, but after the meaning rose to her throat, she suddenly lost the power to continue to rise and disappeared.

Looking at the childish but extremely serious face, Wen Jie's heartstrings moved inexplicably.

This seemed like this was the second time that Wen Jie suddenly became alert. As a woman who was about to step into her thirty years of film, although there had never been a man in her life, this does not mean that she did not understand feelings. It is precisely because she understood feelings so much that few men could enter her heart.

I don’t know how many years ago, that kind of unreasonable throbbing appeared in such a ignorant age. If you have worked hard for a long time, you may not be able to remember the exact time, or even the warmth when you appeared accurately... That kind of emotion flashed in Wen Jie’s heart like a flash in the pan, a long time ago.

But in just two days, it appeared twice for no reason, and it was facing a young man who was eleven years younger than him...

A heat suddenly rose. On this winter night, in this office without air conditioning, it was like a pine branch torch with dark fire. It was gently shook by someone. The bleak cold wind blew by, and the dark red sparks suddenly rose and the flames suddenly ignited.

"Impossible!" Wen Jie shouted with all her might in her heart. She hurriedly moved away the gaze that fell on Wu Pu's face and never dared to turn her head again.

"I'll stay in a hotel tonight." As if I did something extremely shameful, Wen Jie lowered her head and whispered.

"Huh?" Wu Pu did not notice Wen Jie's changes. He re-evaluated Xiao Donghe in his heart and calculated the information he got tonight. When he heard Wen Jie suddenly said he wanted to stay in a hotel, his first reaction was that Liu Ziwei's bed was too messy and he had not changed the sheets.

"Isn't it used to living at home?" Wu Pu secretly scolded Liu Ziwei for not being a virtuous woman, saying, "Weizi's room is indeed a little messy. She went home in a hurry during the holidays and didn't have time to clean up. If you feel uncomfortable living, I will change it with you at night. If you live in my room, everything inside is changed."

"Ah? Oh." Wen Jie's heart was filled with throbbing between them. When she heard Wu Pu's words, she agreed with a silly manner. When she realized it, she couldn't change her words.

After all, she is a woman who can stand alone in the workplace, and it is not difficult for her to control her emotions. After a little adjustment, she quickly hid the throbbing in her heart.

In order to better cover up the despicable emotional outburst in her heart, she turned to: "How are you going to deal with Xiao Donghe? This person is really not as simple as the surface, so you have to deal with it carefully."

"He is really not that simple." Wu Pu's analysis of Xiao Donghe gradually became clear, and he seemed to have a way to deal with Xiao Donghe in his heart. He smiled slightly and said, "But this guy seems to be real to you."

"No matter how hard he is to me," Wen Jie glared at Wu Pu angrily, "When it comes to serious business, do you have any solutions?"

Wen Jie repeatedly expressed disgust towards Xiao Donghe, and Wu Pu did not dare to tease him anymore, and said seriously: "There should be a solution, but it will be decided until tomorrow. I will leave this matter to me. You can concentrate on the planning of the Nanjiao and think about how to settle in. I will handle the other things."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Wu Pu would no longer make any jokes, Wen Jie stopped pestering this matter, nodded quietly, and said, "I'm a little tired, can I send me back first?"

"Ah? Oh." Wu Pu saw the time and it was late at night before he knew it. He hurriedly called someone to arrange a vehicle, and then went home with Wen Jie.

That night, the two of them really changed rooms to rest. Wu Pu rarely walked into Liu Ziwei's room, but they didn't know when the girl had arranged the room like this. There were photos of Wu Pu everywhere, and even the pillow was printed with photos of Wu Pu.

Lying in a room full of photos, Wu Pu's heart was full of warmth, but he also sighed that this girl's temperament was simply nonsense.

Early the next morning, Wu Anqing called in. After hearing the news from Wu's book, the big stone in Wu Anqing's heart fell to the ground.

Wu Anqing had already reported the matter of underground lake in the southern suburbs to the Standing Committee. The Standing Committee quickly realized the importance of this news. While it was secretly announced, it was already working to contact experts in land surveying and water quality monitoring in the provincial capital.

As if he was afraid that Wu Pu would never forget the underground lake in the southern suburbs, Wu Anqing still told Wu Pu not to interfere in this matter on the phone. It was said that the Standing Committee member had appointed someone else to negotiate with Xiao Donghe, and it was expected that the municipal government would invest to build a feeder farm in other places with a size greater than that in the southern suburbs.

Wu Pu responded, but had other plans in his mind. He hung up his father's phone number, and the yellow-haired Dai Jun called in.

Half an hour later, the yellow-haired Dai Jun and the fat Wang Chao both appeared at Wu Pu's house. As soon as he entered the door, Wang Chao took out a thick stack of photos from his pocket. On it, there were Xiao Donghe's secretary Uncle Wen, and there were several young faces.

"Last night, after this old guy left by taxi, he went to a hotel tea bar in Dongcheng District. Everyone he saw was here..."

Fatty Wang Chao introduced the situation last night. Wu Pu turned the photos one by one and suddenly stopped his eyes on one photo.

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