Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

That afternoon, Lin Qian returned the phone.

Tell Tang Xinluo that everything is arranged properly.

The person in charge of the Witton Group is free at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon and is willing to meet her.

The Tang family was not the biggest leader in the industry. It was good that the other party was willing to meet. Tang Xinluo didn't pick the time and replied to Lin Qian and agreed.

That night, she was sleepy and read the information of the Witton Group for a long time.

The next day, Lin Qian drove over to pick her up in advance and acted as a driver to take her to the Witton Group.

"Is this the Witton Group?" Tang Xinluo had a question on his face when he reached the bottom of a high-rise building in the city center.

This was clearly the Imperial Building, the building exclusively owned by Lu Yuchen's Imperial Group.

"Xinluo, yesterday... I forgot to make it clear to you. The Widun Group was acquired by the Imperial Group a few days ago. It is precisely because of this that Director Su wants you to come over to discuss."

Needless to say, Tang Xinluo also understood the following words.

Su Qing didn't know what happened between her and Lu Yuchen.

When she had "amnesia" before, Su Qing had also said a lot of good things for Lu Yuchen.

From Su Qing's point of view, during Tang Xinluo's disappearance, Lu Yuchen showed enough affection and righteousness.

She would do this, probably because she wanted to match the two of them.

It's a pity that in order to cover up the fact that he pretended to lose his memory, he couldn't explain it clearly to Xiaoqing.

Now, that's all it can do...

"Xinluo, don't be angry... In fact, Director Su and I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that this cooperation is really important to our Tang family. We have too few theater resources in China. To open up overseas markets, in the future, Su Qing's "Legend of Slaughter" will be difficult to even set up a project."

Tang Xinluo knew what Lin Qian said, and after thinking about it, she could only nod her head.

"Since you've made an appointment with them, let's go up. Anyway, it's impossible for Lu Yuchen to be directly responsible for the business of the Witton Group."

Lin Qian heard her muttering and did not speak.

How dare she tell Tang Xinluo that this meeting was not only arranged by Lu Yuchen himself.

Even the acquisition of the entire Witton Group was also a good thing he did a few days ago by throwing a lot of money directly into the M country.

And the reason for doing all this is simply because of the advice Lu Yuchen got after asking Tang Xinluo's circle of friends.

Ahem, after all, everyone knows that Tang Xinluo cares most about the Tang family left by his parents.

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Lin Qian parked the car, opened the door for Tang Xinluo diligently, and escorted her to the lobby on the first floor to register her visit.

It wasn't until the front desk notified the upper floor that a man who looked like an executive came down and brought Tang Xinluo up.

Only then did Tang Xinluo realize that something was wrong.

She had been to Lu Yuchen's office, which was on the top floor of the entire building.

Now, the final destination of this elevator, which requires executives to swipe their cards, is the top floor of the entire building.

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The elevator door opened in front of Tang Xinluo.

Even if the executive led the way, she couldn't refuse. What's more, Tang Xinluo knew what the purpose of her coming here today was.

It had to be said that Lu Yuchen knew her very well.

Yes, even if she really lost her memory, she has an unforgettable friendship with Tang.

Tang's turnaround has only just begun. "The Story of the Concubine's High Rank" is still in the filming period. Once the filming is completed, Tang's will enter a window period.

For a large entertainment company, there are not many works that can be produced. How to gain a foothold in the circle in the future.

So, she kept comforting herself in her heart.

It's like facing a stranger.

just work, just work...