I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

chapter 13: keeping the virtue of men

after the interview, yunjing seemed to be brewing a heavy rain.

at four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was thick with dark clouds, black pressure, and it was expected to weave a rain fog.

the secretary general politely sent qiao yu away, and reminded lu jiayan of his next trip.

in the evening, there was a french customer representative to meet, and dinner was arranged at yunshuixuan, which was an authentic yunjing dish.

yunshuixuan is located in the east district of yunjing, behind a commercial square, quiet and private.

the client representative came with five people, led by a mixed chinese-french boy and three translators. lu jiayan's french was very good, so the accompanying translation assistant was not of much use, and after a pleasant conversation, they sat down separately.

coming to china, going into the countryside and following the customs, it is inevitable that the culture of the dinner table and the liquor bureau will be inevitable.

the customer is of mixed chinese and french descent, very interested in the cultures of both countries, a few glasses of red wine under the belly, like a talking idiot chasing jiayan to ask east and west. lu jiayan has a good temper in business dealings, he has studied abroad experience, has a wide range of knowledge, and is familiar with customs and traditional culture.

as soon as there is more talk, the wine will inevitably be drunk more.

by the time lu jiayan reacted, he was already slightly drunk.

the customer representative was still unsatisfied, and said that he wanted to make another appointment with lu jiayan the next day.

lu jiayan also verbally agreed to this agreement in french, of course, whether there will be a private re-appointment, it is another matter.

after all, the words of the capitalists are the same as their sincerity, and none of them can be trusted.

coming out of the yunshuixuan mansion, yunjing brewed an afternoon of heavy rain and poured down. <

the rain came too suddenly, many people were not prepared, the commercial streets were crowded with people, and even the bus stops were not exempt.

qiao yu had just eaten dinner with someone and was crowded at the entrance of the commercial street, not caring that the rain that had been smashed in the puddle had wet the hem of her skirt.

she looked anxiously at the mobile phone, the inner speechlessness has reached the extreme, the number of taxis in a map software has reached more than two hundred people, and it is impossible to go back in two hours.

qiao yu looked at the weather forecast on her phone again.

good fellow, this heavy rain is going to rain until twelve o'clock in the evening.

just as she was bored like an ant on a hot pot, she broke into a car in her eyes.

because of the traffic jam, the maybach was motionless in the traffic, even in the commercial street full of luxury cars.

what makes qiao yu even happier is that she knows this car.

when i came out of shengjia's headquarters this afternoon, i saw the license plate number in the distance, an arrogant series of serial numbers, and it was self-evident who was in the car.

if it were not for the compelling situation, qiao yu would certainly not have chosen to knock on lu jiayan's car window.

but to wear a dozen centimeters of high heels to stand in the commercial street where people are crowded and suffocated for three or four hours, she would rather take the risk to catch lu jiayan's car!