His Wife Calls The Shots

After eating breakfast, Qian Mian went to Yujingxuan.

At the same time, Fengxian's car had slowly left the gate of the Fengzhai house.

Not far away, Lin Wenyu failed to catch the badminton that Feng Chuchu had hit. He followed Feng Xian's car and went out, forgetting to catch the ball.

At 9:58, the manager of Yujingxuan personally took Fengxian to the box of No.3 Pavilion.

Assistant Xu Mo held the contract that had been drawn up with the documents in his hand, and went in with him.

This is a private room arranged according to the ancient elegant room, with light gauze gauze, iris screen, and mahogany guest table.

Fengxian took his seat, facing a white gauze curtain that moved gently with the wind.

Vaguely, one person can be seen standing opposite, and one person sitting.

A sneer cracked Feng Xian's stern face.

Girl, play this kind of flower with him

"Looking up to Mr. Bai's name for a long time, I don't know, do I have the honour to meet Mr. Bai?"

Opposite, there was a few coughs immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the follower standing next to him said: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Feng. Our husband has been ill recently. To prevent the spread of the germs, we have no choice but to do this, and Mr. Feng, please forgive me."

This voice is exactly Tang Qianyan.

Feng Xian lowered his eyes and smiled, and his deep eyes passed a touch of deep thoughts that others could not see clearly.

"Of course I don't mind. When I met for the first time today, Feng Mou prepared a little gift. It was not a respect, so please accept it."

When the words were over, the assistant beside him delivered the prepared gift to the curtain.

Tang Qianyan came to the front, and at the same time he took the gift, he also put a wooden box in Xu Mo's hand.

"This is a perfume specially formulated by our husband for the body, which has the effect of rejuvenating the mind and refreshing."

The two exchanged gifts, then returned to their positions and stood still.

In the next second, the old voice accompanied by a light cough slowly came: "Miao has already told me Feng's intentions. As for cooperation, I have already established rules a few years ago and cannot be broken, but if Feng Zongzhen If you intend to increase sales of Vichy's perfume, you can find the answer in this bottle of perfume."

Feng Xian took a sip of fragrant tea without hesitation, and said slowly: "If it is convenient, I would like to talk to Mr. Bai alone."

As soon as the words fell, a violent cough came from the other side.

"I don't know, it's not convenient for Fang?"

"When... Of course you can."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Qian Miao, who was on the opposite side, walked out of the compartment door.

Here, Xu Mo also opened the door and went out.

He walked to the porch and watched the goldfish swimming in the pond. It was a rare moment of comfort.

As soon as he was inattentive, he paid attention to the person standing on the window of the cubicle. Only her hands and black hair could be seen, which seemed to be...

Xu Mo thought, it must be. I saw her entering the cubicle just now.

She is really knitting a hand rope intently, which is quite interesting.

Xu Mo was bored, so he looked at him like this, and was lost in thought.

Here, Tang Qianyan had already noticed that Xu Mo's gaze hadn't affected her.

Because, her attention is not on him.

The hearing aid was in her pocket, and at this moment, what the Fengxuan was in, it was passed into her ears without a word.

I have to, a business man is a business man, and all he thinks about at any time is to maximize profits.

His analysis even moved her heart when she heard it.

This cooperation is indeed a win-win situation.

Seeing that ten minutes passed, the conversation continued there.

Fengxian actually began to talk about the content of incense making.