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Watching Wan Rongming leave, it was completely dark, the street lights were on, and the billboards on the street were shining brightly.

"Still going to Brother Zheng's house?" Zhao Yong asked.

Li Manjun agreed, and the two went to Zheng Cai's small restaurant, ordered two dishes and one soup, and settled down for dinner.

Today, Zhao Yong got up to pay. The eagerness when he got up, as if he was afraid that Li Manjun was going to rush to pay the bill, made Li Manjun laugh.

After Zhao Yong paid the bill and endured the teasing from Zheng Cai and his wife, when he came back, he met Li Manjun's starry eyes. He remembered how stupid he looked when he was rushing to pay the bill, and his cheeks were slightly hot.

"Ahem!" He coughed slightly uncomfortably and waved to Li Manjun, "Let's go."

Li Manjun got up with her bag, and the two of them left the restaurant together. They checked the truck first, and then Zhao Yong sent her to the hotel.

Before leaving, Zhao Yong asked: "Do you want me to go with you tomorrow?"

"I'm fine. If you have something to do, just go about your business." Li Manjun said with a smile.

Zhao Yong secretly observed her expression uneasily, "That's a foreign hotel." Ordinary people would get stage fright before entering a place like this.

Zhao Yong didn't know that Li Manjun's inner soul came from the prosperous new century. In her eyes, the current foreign hotels were just like the big hotels in the 18th-tier counties, which were not unusual at all.

"I can, don't worry." Li Manjun saw him looking worried and said again.

"I heard that there are often foreigners over there, and they all speak foreign languages. Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Yong put himself in, and he felt a little uncomfortable just imagining him.

Li Manjun looked at him strangely, "What's there to be afraid of? They say theirs and I say mine. What's so strange about foreigners?"

Isn't that strange? Zhao Yong wanted to ask. But thinking that asking this would only expose the fact that he had never met many foreigners, he said nothing more.

"Then if you have anything, call me." There was no other way, Zhao Yong could only warn him so palely.

Li Manjun nodded and waved for him to leave quickly. Standing in the corridor, people didn't know and thought they were making some ulterior deal.

Zhao Yong quickly glanced at the corridor, which was empty. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed Li Manjun on the corner of the mouth.

Li Manjun only felt a heat on his lips. When he realized that he had been secretly kissed and wanted to find the culprit, the other party had already flown downstairs like the wind.

"Zhao Yong!" Li Manjun gritted his teeth and shouted.

The man stuck his head out from the corner of the stairs, glanced at her, and left with a smile like a sneaky cat.

Li Manjun touched the corners of his lips and closed the door with a smile.

At seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Zhao Yong knocked on the door on time, brought breakfast to Li Manjun, watched her pack up and set off, and then went home anxiously to wait.

Li Manjun changed into clean clothes today, wearing a light blue short-sleeved T-shirt on the upper body, a pair of light gray sweatpants on the lower body, white sneakers that were washed yellow, and her straight black hair was loose and refreshing.

Li Manjun also wanted to dress up more appropriately and maturely, but her wallet didn't allow it.

The outfit she is wearing now is the least tacky outfit she can come up with from the limited resources of the original owner.

When she came to the revolving glass door of the Foreign Hotel and saw the young girl reflected in the glass door, Li Manjun regained her former state when working in a large company.

With a faint smile on her lips, she walked confidently into the revolving door with her head held high, and found Wan Rongming in the corner of the gold-dominated retro-gorgeous lobby.

Wan Rongming wore a dark suit today, matching leather shoes and tie, slicked back hair, glasses, and a briefcase in his hand. He really looked like a serious collector.

"Mrs. Shen packed it for you?" Li Manjun asked with a smile.

Wan Rongming nodded. At the critical moment, his wife had to take action.

Wan Rongming also took a look at Li Manjun's outfit today, and found that she was still the most beautiful when he first saw her.

However, her outfit today was considered decent. The main reason was that this girl didn't have stage fright. She just walked by a foreigner and she actually smiled and nodded to say hello to him. She was polite and easy to deal with.

Those who didn’t know better thought he was a low-key returnee who had just returned from studying abroad.

"It's almost time. Let's go. The boss is waiting in the presidential private room upstairs." Wan Rongming glanced at the watch he wore specially today and nodded to Li Manjun.

Li Manjun nodded, and the two of them came to the elevator door. The etiquette lady pressed the elevator for them, and they took the elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor.

The red wool carpet covered the entire aisle, with a beautiful pattern of peonies on it. The overly saturated color made Li Manjun squint, looking earthy.

Wan Rongming adapts well. He rarely comes to such high-end hotels and feels that Beier has a face.

Taking a deep breath, Wan Rongming knocked on the door.

With a "click", the door opened, and the rich sunlight in the room shone out. A man who looked like an assistant appeared in front of the two people with a backlight.

Wan Rongming revealed his intention, and the assistant invited them in, locked the door first, and then led them to the meeting room to meet Mr. Ma.

This is a middle-aged man with a big belly, a shaved head, a looming blue tattoo on his neck under a black Tang suit, and a fierce appearance.

Wan Rongming said that this Ma was always a coal boss with plenty of money. He was bored and wanted to collect some old items to cultivate his sentiments. He asked Li Manjun to just mention them when negotiating the price and leave the rest to him.

"Hello, Mr. Ma." Under Wan Rongming's introduction, Li Manjun shook hands with Mr. Ma and briefly introduced himself.

Mr. Ma was determined to smile or not, and he pointed to the leather sofa opposite: "Sit down."

The assistant brought two cups of coffee. Wan Rongming had never drank this stuff before, so he deliberately skipped it, but Mr. Ma enthusiastically asked them to try this foreign stuff.

Wan Rongming was about to take a sip when he saw Li Manjun tear open the sugar packet and the small milk cup, add these things into the dark coffee, mix them evenly with a spoon, and hand them to him.

"It's not bitter to drink this way, and the coffee is very fragrant. Thanks to Mr. Ma, let's try some good stuff too."

Li Manjun nodded politely to Mr. Ma, and made himself a cup of coffee with sugar and milk, just to taste it.

To be honest, this coffee is just average, but everything from the big guys is great.

"Very strong and fragrant!" Li Manjun raised his thumb.

Mr. Ma was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. He didn't know if he was hit in the laughter point, but Wan Rongming and Li Manjun rolled their eyes with laughter.

After he had laughed enough, he finally got down to business.

Wan Rongming showed him the fresh and hot photos, and I don't know if he understood it. Anyway, Wan Rongming talked about it in a colorful way, and Mr. Ma was very happy to hear it. The whole conference room was filled with his happy laughter.

Finally, when it came to the price negotiation, Li Manjun said, "One hundred and fifty thousand!"

She gave the other party plenty of room to bargain, but unexpectedly, the coal boss slapped the table: "You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

The price hasn't been reduced at all.

Wan Rongming and Li Manjun quickly exchanged surprised looks, their hearts beating wildly.