"Mr. Chen, three VIPs, please come in. This is the most luxurious presidential suite in our store, with two bedrooms and three bathrooms, a movie restaurant that can accommodate eight people to dine, two separate study rooms, and a banquet hall..."

"Brother Kun, sister-in-law, the environment here is pretty good. It has a height of 90 floors, and it can take a bird's eye view of the night view of the entire bay area. It's also very convenient to go shopping. KK mal is next door."

Chen Ran looked at Hong Xinran and whispered: "I will live downstairs of you."

Hong Xinran blushed and did not dare to respond. She glanced at her elder brother and sister-in-law, and shyly twisted around Chen Ran's waist.

Seeing her shy look, Chen Ran felt happy and mustered up the courage to say to Hong Kun: "Brother Kun, you are tired all the way, so let's have a good rest in the afternoon."

Hong Kun and Jiang Yingxue looked at each other with a smile on their faces.

Chen Ran said embarrassedly: "I want Xinran to accompany me to buy some clothes and go shopping. I have been to Pengcheng for a few days, but I haven't gone out to walk around."

Hong Xinran was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to see her elder brother and sister-in-law. She hid behind Chen Ran like a young wife who obeyed her rules.

Jiang Yingxue secretly called Chen Ran, "Well, I'm tired too. Kunzi, why are you standing there? Why don't you go and put the bath water... Xinran, you two go shopping, you can come back before seven o'clock, haha."

Hong Xinran nodded to his sister-in-law, pulled Chen Ran over and left the presidential suite as if he was running away.

Versace counter.

Chen Ran walked out of the locker room wearing a printed casual suit.

He has handsome facial features, tall figure, fair skin, and this new autumn printed suit is so handsome that he has no friends.

The young lady who was tidying up her clothes was stunned, not to mention that Miss Hong Xinran, who was only Chen Ran in her eyes.

"Is it good-looking?" Chen Ran was a little unconfident, "Will wearing such fancy clothes at parties be a little too ostentatious?"

Hong Xinran took his hand and came to a huge floor-to-ground mirror, "No, this is Pengcheng, not Beijing. The party looks more like a joke between friends, and the atmosphere is very relaxed."

"Well, this suit is good." Hong Xinran nodded on her own and looked at the waiter beside her, "Just this one, please get a new package, don't make the wrong size."

"Okay, please wait."

After choosing a coat, Hong Xinran helped to choose a few short-sleeved Polo shirts and a few shirts, which were quite erratic.

Chen Ran silently acted as a clothes rack. Hong Xinran asked him to try on any piece, and he would try on it, without any dissatisfaction.

The main reason is that he is concerned about Zhou Zhiqian, which makes him feel very guilty.

Half an hour later, the two left the Versace counter, turned right, and entered the Armani store.

Hong Xinran seemed to be deliberately avoiding having a long conversation with Chen Ran.

In fact, she was also worried about Chen Ran’s ex-girlfriend in her heart. Since Hong Xinyu mentioned it to her, she has been thinking about what kind of attitude to face this matter.

As a woman, he felt that Chen Ran was right to help Zhou Zhiqian.

But as Chen Ran’s current girlfriend, the situation is different. She thinks she is not so generous that she “does not care about past grudges”.

So, she was waiting, waiting for Chen Ran to propose it, but while waiting, she was full of confusion. She had never encountered such a thing before. I don’t know what reaction she should do after Chen Ran took the initiative to propose it to highlight her current girlfriend’s status.

We must not only be generous but also let Chen Ran know, so we will not be able to use the example.

"Oh, it's so hard."

At the door of the fitting room, Hong Xinran fell into deep thought.

It was not until Chen Ran walked out of the fitting room that she squeezed out a smile and quickly met her.

It is precisely because they are of great significance to each other in their hearts that they are more careful, for fear that if you are not careful, you will leave a bad impression in the other person's heart.

But this way of getting along is destined to not last long.

The problems that should be faced are always faced.

If you always escape, the problem will always hang between the two, making the distance farther and farther away.

···

Kingkey 100, underground floor.

VIP channel.

Several men and women who graduated from the 2007 were staring at the entrance of the parking lot, talking and laughing.

Soon, an ordinary-looking Audi A6 slowly drove in.

The man in charge hurriedly tidyed up his collar and asked the female companion next to him to help him fiddle with his hairstyle.

The Audi A6 stopped in front of everyone, and the man hurried forward and opened the rear seat door.

"Director Zhou, thank you for taking the time to come here."

A woman in her early 50s got out of the car, with a few strands of gray hair on her ears and a pair of silver-framed glasses, showing her style in her every way.

"Haha, Mingli, you guys have a bit of a big show, I thought they were in the wrong place."

The woman smiled kindly, shook hands with several people, looked behind Zhou Mingli, and said curiously: "Didn't you say Yingxue is here too?"

As he was talking, the elevator door opened, Jiang Yingxue and Hong Kun walked out, and when they saw the woman, they came up excitedly: "Teacher Zhou!"

The woman opened her hands lovingly and hugged her, looked at Hong Kun, frowned slightly, and nodded politely.

Hong Kun was like an outsider, standing aside with a little cramped attitude.

Dean Zhou looked at Jiang Yingxue in front of him, and then looked at his nephew Zhou Mingli next to him, feeling full of regret. At that time, she was very optimistic about the girl Jiang Yingxue and wanted to make it happen several times that Jiang Yingxue and Zhou Mingli were together, but they did not expect that the two of them would be destined to be together.

A group of people surrounded Dean Zhou and walked into the elevator.

Hong Kun didn't know these people, and followed behind him with some discomfort.

After arriving at the hotel floor, another group of social elites surrounded him, centered on Dean Zhou, Zhou Mingli and Jiang Yingxue, reminiscing about the past, showing off, feeling of emotion, flattery.

Five years have passed, and the powerful students have already gained over 100 million yuan. For example, Zhou Mingli, ordinary students have also become middle-level or even senior management in the company. Of course, some of them are in dying. These people generally do not come to attend such gatherings.

Of course, there are also people who don’t have to worry about these worries. For example, although Jiang Yingxue studied computer science, she chose this major because of Jiang Qing. After graduation, she did not work in related majors, but opened a club.

The meeting is not about making money, but just wants to have a quiet place to talk to your best friends.

For example, the Siheyuan Club that Chen Ran visited was Jiang Yingxue's property. Not to mention anything else, just the Siheyuan is worth a small goal.

Only a small number of people know about Jiang Yingxue's marriage.

No one was present at the wedding. It was not that Jiang Yingxue didn’t invite her, but that they were not qualified.

The reason why I came to Pengcheng today was actually a supplementary invitation. After all, Jiang Yingxue didn’t care about the money after four years in college.

When Zhou Mingli learned that she was coming to Pengcheng, he immediately became busy, invited classmates and teachers, and organized programs.

Therefore, many people here think that Jiang Yingxue and Zhou Mingli got together.

Some people who were not sure about the situation even took Zhou Mingli's hand and congratulated her.

What do you say that lovers finally get married? What do you say that you finally get married after the eight-year Long March? You finally get the beauty back.

Zhou Mingli was so big that he looked at Jiang Yingxue, and his eyes were full of desire.

At this time, a wide-body and fat Mediterranean came in.

Zhou Mingli looked moved and grabbed him and asked, "Old Liu, did Hong Cheng's bidding result some time ago? Your Investment Promotion Agency should be able to know the result as soon as possible?"

The classmate named Lao Liu is a clerk at Pengcheng Investment and Business Bureau. He is a good-for-working person and a second-generation small official.

Seeing Zhou Mingli mentioning business matters, his eyes turned and fell on Jiang Yingxue, and cooperated and said, "There is no result yet. Hong Cheng has high requirements. Their channels are aimed at the entire Southeast Asian market. There are not many companies that meet their requirements. I guess you have a lot of hope."

Zhou Mingli nodded at him with a smile.

A classmate immediately next to him said curiously: "Mingli, what big business has been done recently? If you have the chance, please take us old classmates."

"Yes, Mingli, my factory hasn't started construction for a long time. I have the chance to help you."

Several people who were eager to board Zhou Mingli's ship spoke up and their admiration for Zhou Mingli were fully displayed in their words.

Several girls looked at Jiang Yingxue on the side with a sore face.

I complained about Zhou Mingli as if she was blind, so I fell in love with her. Not only did I look ordinary, but I also like to pretend to be noble and cut!

Now, how noble he used to be, how embarrassed he is now. Seeing that Zhou Mingli is about to make a fortune, he will come over with him on his own initiative!

The classmate named Liu also misunderstood and said meaningfully: "If Mingli can win Hong Cheng's order this time, it is equivalent to having a long-term meal ticket. The order that is tens of millions a month will have a profit of several million. It would be a blessing to marry him."

As Zhou Mingli's follower, he remembers it very clearly. Zhou Mingli spent all his time confessing to Jiang Yingxue, but Jiang Yingxue didn't agree even after graduation. Later, he even ran back to the capital and stopped appearing.

Haha, now, aren’t you still running over here?

Sure enough, women always say one thing and do another. After so much trouble, it’s not for money.

At this time, Jiang Yingxue, who was silent, finally realized something was wrong.

She frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Mingli, and a contemptuous smile appeared on her face. Then she directly pushed the crowd away, walked to Hong Kun, held his arm, and said with a smile: "I'll formally introduce you to everyone, this is my husband Hong Kun."

"What?"

The scene was a little awkward, and several girls who complained about her were even more stunned.

Jiang Yingxue gently leaned her head on Hong Kun's shoulder, looked at Zhou Mingli, and said, "What classmate Zhou just said should be Hongcheng Import and Export Trading Company, right?"

Zhou Mingli was stunned for a moment and nodded in response: "Yes, I didn't expect you to hear it."

Jiang Yingxue tightened Hong Kun's arm and said with a funny look: "How come you haven't heard of your own company? My husband used to be Hong Xincheng."

Zhou Mingli frowned slightly, looked at Hong Kun unnaturally, and tentatively said: "Mr. Hong's surname is Hong, don't you know what Hong Xinyu is?"

Hong Kun glanced at Jiang Yingxue. He didn't like to talk about these things. However, seeing Jiang Yingxue's angry look, he had to buzz and respond: "It's my sister."

Some students who were not sure looked at Zhou Mingli, who had a difficult time contracting.

"Then, Mr. Hong Xuzhong?"

"My uncle."

"Lieutenant General Hong Xu..."
Chapter completed!