The Untouchable President

"Did you come back?

How is the matter going? ”

Lin Lin lowered her voice and asked.

"Well, I just returned to the hotel and he promised to help us out."

"Is it really?

That's great, I will say that you are coming out, there is definitely no problem. ”

Lin Lin also breathed a sigh of relief at the end.

Jiang Weiwei has no self-confidence and does not know where her master's confidence is.

"We are waiting for his good news!"

"Good! Then you rest first."

Lin Lin does not bother her.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Weiwei's gaze glanced at the direction next door. He lived next door, as if his heart was a little weird.

When Xiang Qingyi entered the room, he contacted his universal assistant. The president of the brand group will come out to meet tomorrow. No matter what method is used, he must make an appointment.

Commanded down, Xiang Qingyi took a look at this ordinary big bed room, which is probably the worst time since he was born.

But tonight, he is happy.

Xiang Qingyi went to the balcony and glanced at the balcony next door. There was a soft yellow light. He imagined what the girl next door was doing.

Is it changing clothes in the shower?

Xiang Qingzhen found that he was like a paranoid person, and he always liked to think about this girl.

Xiang Qingqi went back to bed, he was a little tired today, reached out to untie the tie, pulled off a few buttons on the shirt, and rested on the sofa next to him.

Jiang Weiwei took a shower and washed her head. She unloaded her makeup, and she was clean and clear, and she was more youthful than her makeup.

Her collagen is full, and she still has baby fat, which makes her a small face and looks round and lovely.

She looked at the balcony and walked quietly over to look at the next door. There was still light, and it seems that he has not slept.

But she was really tired. When she got a pillow, she turned off the light and slept.

Xiang Qingzhen lay for a while, he took a shower, and after bathing, he stood on the balcony and glanced at the next door, and even shot the dark lights. Obviously, she fell asleep.

Xiang Qingyi once again sighed, and did not know if he thought more, or really as he thought.

He has no sense of existence in front of this woman. She knows that he is next door, she can still sleep?

Only a woman who has no thoughts on him can sleep so well, and with a little fantasies about him, it is impossible to sleep so early.

Xiang Qingyu was naked in the upper body, wrapped in a bath towel, and stayed for a while, but there was a foreign girl holding a chin next to him, and he was enjoying the body with a big thorn on the balcony.

Xiang Qingqi found out that he turned back to the room, and his body was not what anyone wanted to see, he could see it.

If Jiang Weiwei wants to see it, he doesn't mind.

But Jiang Weiwei is playing chess with Zhou Gong at this time! early morning! Jiang Weiwei got up early, she glanced at the next door, and accompanied the six masters of the master to eat breakfast. She did not tell the master sister Xiang Qingyu to live next to her.

Lest she should disturb him.

After they had finished their breakfast, they had to go to the show and have a show in the busy afternoon.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Xiang Qingyi's assistant succeeded to the president of the brand company. Xiang Qingyi passed through Jiang Weiwei's door. He stared for a few seconds, knowing that she must not be in the room, and he did not bother.

At ten o'clock, the coffee shop, the brand boss of the company is willing to come out and see the project, completely because of the invisible rich second generation status of Xiang Qingying.

It must be that in this market, no one will ever go with money.

After Xiang Qingyi sat down, he directly mentioned the brand plagiarism. The president also knows that the designer is interested in the Chiang Kai-shek group because the Chiang Kai-shek Group has a certain mainstream market in the m country.

"Mr. Xiang, if you come to me because of this, I am sorry, I will not compromise on this matter."

The man in his early forties immediately spoke.

"I have heard that the works of both parties cannot determine plagiarism. I have a deal to talk to your company."

Xiang Qingqi raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Xiang, please."

"I have an order in my hand, the amount is about 50 million US dollars. If you are willing to give up this matter, I will sign you immediately."

Xiang Qingzhen is negotiating.

The man’s eyes immediately lit up. This was a big order. He pretended to think about it and immediately nodded. “Well, I promise you, as long as Mr. Xiang can give me an order worth $50 million. I can't pursue this incident and I will not ask for the trouble of the Chiang brand in the future."

Xiang Qing’s assistant to the side of the road, “Contract you and Mr. Louis signed, I will go first.”

"Okay, young master."

When Xiang Qingqi got up, he said to the assistant, "This batch of clothes is used for charity! Just charity needs a lot of donations."

The Mr. Louis could not understand his Chinese, but he was still happy to let his assistant prepare the contract and was about to sign a big order.

Xiang Qingqi stepped out, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Jiang Weiwei.

Jiang Weiwei is playing a small meeting in the lounge, she is busy picking up, "Hey!"

"When things are done, the Louis Group will not bother you."

Xiang Qing’s voice came from a clear voice.

"Is it really?

Thank you so much, Mr. Xiang, thank you very much. ”

Jiang Weiwei was grateful.

"I will fix the restaurant at night."

Xiang Qingyi did not forget the evening contract.

"Good! Tell me about it."

Jiang Weiwei is very willing to invite him to dinner.

"I am going back to the hotel first, you can go to the room to find me."

After talking about Xiang Qingyu, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Weiwei was awkward, but she immediately said the good news. "The things of the Louis Group have been fixed, and they will not find us any more trouble."

This sentence said that the people who were suddenly present were relieved, especially the brother of Amu, who was grateful to Jiang Weiwei. This thing was caused by him. He is very self-blaming.

"In the future, try to design according to your own ideas. Don't think about taking shortcuts. The bigger our brand, the stronger our competitors. They are always staring at us. Once there is a chance, they must come. Hey."

Lin Lin was alert to the people present here.

Jiang Weiwei also had a glimpse of her heart, which made her more aware of her future design path.

The afternoon show was also very successful, and Louis did not move at all. Obviously things were settled.

In the evening, Jiang Weiwei dragged her tired body back to the hotel. Lin Lin knew that she would invite Mr. Xiang to eat at night, and she took the team to the nearby restaurant.

Jiang Weiwei washed her face. She didn't have the mind to dress up today. She yawned and wiped her face. If she could, she would like to go to bed and sleep now.

However, she had to ask Xiang Qing to eat, she started her spirits, gathered her long hair, picked up the small bag and went out to the next door, and she reached for the door.

Xiang Qingzhen was indeed waiting for her. He stretched his hand and opened the door. He saw the girl standing outside the door, white t, with jeans, pure like a high school student.

He was awkward, she was last night, she was very chic, and today she gave him another feeling.

Like, underage.

"I am ready, let's go!"

Jiang Weiwei grinned at him, wearing a khaki hair hoop, looking cute.

Xiang Qing nodded, "I take the phone."

After that, he took the phone and also called the front desk to let the security guard drive his car out of the garage.

Today's Xiang Qing, a dark shirt, with slim trousers, ink hair care style, deep outline, handsome and elegant features, a mature man's style, inadvertently revealed.

The original age is four years old, and with Jiang Weiwei dressed up, it looks like a girl.

Therefore, the feeling of two people walking together, that is, the height difference, and the age difference.

Xiang Qingyun thought, when the girl didn't dress up, it made him feel awkward, as if he liked the underage.

"Mr. Xiang, are you going to have a restaurant far away?"

“The location of the city centre should be a bit far.”

After Xiang Qingyu finished, the elevator door opened and Jiang Weiwei walked in and he followed.

The hotel was originally filled with guests from nearby shows. Just arrived on the 15th floor, the elevator door opened, and a group of foreign guests waiting outside the door were waiting.

When Jiang Weiwei came in, she instinctively pushed to the man around her, and Xiang Qing’s thin lips and micro-hooks took the opportunity to pull her waist into her arms.

As the foreigners squeezed in, Jiang Weiwei was really trapped in his arms and could not move.