High Society [Part I]

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Although the two had already kissed so hard, and Zhao Tingjie resisted her with a stick of meat, they didn't do it, because it must smell like a body, and taking a bath in the mountains is too troublesome, you have to boil water, otherwise you can only use a well Zhao Tingjie didn't care about the cold water in the pool, Shen Dongzhi was a woman after all, how could she stand the cold.

On the way back the next day, Zhao Tingjie was driving, and Shen Dongzhi was rubbing her legs in the co-pilot. After walking downhill for a long time, her legs were so sore.

Zhao Tingjie was distracted by her rubbing her legs, but Wu Yongsheng was still behind, he didn't want other men to see her coquetry.

Shen Dongzhi could smell desire, but she didn't move.

She is afraid of death, and she doesn't want to kill three people in one car.

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Back to Xinjing, the two began to liquidate the land as quickly as possible, and the location was chosen at Zhao Tingjie's house. Anyway, he lived on the top floor of the hotel, so everything was convenient, and the room was empty, just piled up with documents.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Shen Dongzhi was burying himself in the calculation of the share she should take. In fact, even if she took a quarter of it, the equity of Xining Mining and the rest of the land would add up to about 14 billion. He didn't lose much. The value created after Xining's rectification will definitely be able to make up.

Of course, Shen Dongzhi could only say these words in his heart, if Zhao Tingjie heard it, he would turn around in anger again.

"By the way, does Tan Zongming still care?"

Wu Yongsheng has already transferred a piece of land to Tan Zongming, so they can sue Tan Zongming after they take over Xining.

Zhao Tingjie shook his head: "No need."

Shen Dongzhi bit his lip, yes, economic lawsuits are the most difficult to resolve, and with Tan Zongming's prudence and speed, that piece of land might have been cleaned up, making it irrelevant to Xining.

In the final analysis, Tan Zongming's small victory in this game was almost equivalent to getting a piece of land for nothing. She didn't lose a quarter of it, and Zhao Tingjie lost the most.

While talking, Zhao Tingjie's cell phone rang, he went to the French window on the other side of the living room to answer the phone, Shen Dongzhi buried his head and continued counting her places.

About ten minutes later, Shen Dongzhi twisted her neck and let go of the keyboard. She walked towards the living room, and could faintly hear Zhao Tingjie's voice.

"Huaixuan, do you have any cash?"

Sheng Huaixuan was approving documents at the moment, and put down his pen after hearing this sentence: "How much do you want?" Zhao Tingjie frowned

: "It needs about 3 billion."

When Huai Sen had a problem, Zhao Tingjie also borrowed more than 8 billion in cash from him to get over it.

"Okay, I'm going to North America right now, let the secretary contact you, and the money will arrive soon."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Huaixuan immediately started to arrange matters. Recently, he has been busy introducing foreign capital, and he has been in a tense state for two or three months. He was not in the mood to care about what Zhao Tingjie was up to, so that he regretted it for a long time later, why didn't he read the information about this auction at that time.

Sheng Huaixuan walked out of the office over there, while Zhao Tingjie turned around and found that Shen Dongzhi was leaning on the display stand and looking at him, his eyes...

a little hesitant.

Shen Dongzhi knew that he was on the phone with Sheng Huaixuan, she wanted to ask about Sheng Huaixuan's recent situation, but after thinking about it, she still didn't ask.

——She didn't hide it when she came back. If Sheng Huaixuan wanted to see her, he should have contacted her long ago.

Since there is no... then it should be that I don't want to see you.

"The land has been calculated?"

Shen Dongzhi handed him a printed contract: "It's settled, let's sign it."

Zhao Tingjie took it over to have a look, and it was really calculated, and he picked a good location.

Pulling out the pen, Zhao Tingjie signed it in a swish, and after Shen Dongzhi went to draw the contract, he held on to it again, as if he was reluctant to part with the land.

Shen Dongzhi blinked: "Mr. Zhao, you asked me to participate in this auction."

The implication is that you found this loss yourself.

Zhao Tingjie let go, Shen Dongzhi withdrew the contract, turned around and left while talking.

"I'm leaving, Mr. Zhao, don't forget about the next project."

She reminded Zhao Tingjie that he remembered that he had promised her to take her to the next project. It really...

lost his wife and lost his army.

At the same time, in Tan Zongming's office, Lin Hong was making tea for him.

Tan Zongming liked to drink white tea, so Lin Hong specially went to learn the tea ceremony.

Putting the exquisite teacup in front of Tan Zongming, Lin Hong's tone was quite relaxed.

"The board of directors will start in half an hour, and the floor has been tidied up, so there will be no problems."

Tan Zongming nodded, his brows seemed to be thinking about something, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly curved.

Lin Hong sat on the armrest of the sofa beside him: "Old Tan, you are still so happy after losing because of that little girl?"

Tan Zongming looked up at her: "If you call me Lao Tan again, I will call you Xiaohong."

Lin Hong Almost jumped up: "I told you not to call me Xiaohong!"

Tan Zongming smiled, and Lin Hong stretched out his hand to help him straighten his tie: "If you like little girls, go after them, you are not old."

Lin Hong was telling the truth, although Tan Zongming She is over 39, but she looks like 35. It doesn't look like her, a 33-year-old woman, who had a bad body in her early years, and now she doesn't look old because of those sky-high skin care products.

Aware of her loss, Tan Zongming patted her hand.

"Don't think too much, go shopping when you're tired, and buy something you like."

After speaking, Tan Zongming got up and straightened his suit as he walked out. When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly turned around and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.

"Help me make an appointment with her, you set the time."

Lin Hong got up and said, "OK."