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Beauty.

In order to get the project on the side of the city, President Yue did not hesitate to give up his dignity and resorted to beautifying Li Nanfang.

If Li Nanfang took the opportunity to make a request, saying that today is beautiful and beautiful, it is better to open a room in a hotel and discuss the great issue of the origin of life. It is estimated that she will agree with it after pretending to be twitched.

Of course, the person who can be qualified to let President Yue use the beauty plan, and who is willing to sleep with him for the great benefit, is only Li Nanfang in the whole world, and Helan can't help Su-even if she is killed, she will Wouldn't use this trick on Brother Fusu.

Hey, why did you mention Fusu brother again? It seems that many people hate him.

Li Nanfang didn't mind taking the opportunity to eat more tofu, but he would never ask to go to the hotel.

If he really mentioned it like that, it would be a humiliation to himself.

"Okay, don't come to this."

After eating enough tofu unknowingly, Li Nanfang raised his head, his face full of righteousness and awe: "Yue Zitong, you too underestimated me. Really think I haven't touched a woman?"

"Damn, why didn't you just say it?"

Mr. Yue was a little anxious, stretched out his hand to cover his collar, and lost his temper: "Anyway, you have already taken advantage of me. This is how things are set. You can't refute it!"

Li Nanfang shook his head: "No."

"Why is it not working?"

Yue Zitong was really annoyed, raised his hand to pinch his neck, and asked in a cold tone: "You can say something to my auntie again, try to see!"

"No, just not."

"Okay, count you ruthless!"

Yue Zitong smashed the contract severely on him, climbed on him and pushed open the door of the co-pilot: "Get out, you get out of here! From now on, don't tell anyone, we two know each other. I am so special. I will be blind for you----"

"You have all the shares."

Li Nanfang interrupted her.

"what?"

Yue Zitong's small mouth immediately became O-shaped.

"I don't get involved in the projects over there. It has nothing to do with me whatever you toss about."

Li Nanfang said lightly: "However, you have to promise me a few conditions."

Yue Zitong did not speak, and reached out to touch his forehead.

She suspected that Li Nanfang had a fever in his head.

If he didn't have a fever, how could he give her the hard-earned project for nothing?

"I don't have a fever, I'm serious."

"Li, Nanfang, why are you doing this?"

Mr. Yue's eye circles began to redden slowly, and he whispered: "Could it be that you love me to such a degree?"

"Oh, stop acting, it's boring."

Li Nanfang talked and pushed Yue Zitong, who was pretending to be a bird and slowly leaning against him, and pushed out: "Drive. Find a place close to the printing room. I will tell you. You must agree to a few terms of mine."

After seeing that Li Nanfang's mood was not very right, Yue Zitong didn't dare to show it anymore, nodded obediently, and started the car.

Spare tire.

Suddenly thinking of this word, Li Nanfang woke up many things from it.

Including those on the market.

Yes, he is determined to develop the Southern Group into an internationally renowned enterprise. The key is that he has to have that ability.

Slowly speaking, the Linshi company is several times larger than the Southern Group. Just taking care of the current situation, his busy mind is completely messed up and he doesn't know what to do.

Besides Lao Zhou, Director Fan, and Dong Shixiong, who can count on the talents he can use?

Lao Wang, Chen Dali, don't doubt his loyalty, but his ability is not good.

Especially, it’s nice to say that they are not very capable. The two of them are two hundred and two hundred, so it’s okay for them to brag about keeping them, but if you want to be able to do so well in a shopping mall like a battlefield, like a drinking girl-- --just forget it.

The Southern Group alone made Mr. Li overwhelmed, and on the other side of the market, he had to be exhausted.

He started a company to make money, to do a career, not to be exhausted.

The lotus leaf is as big as the zongzi, and people who want to eat a fat man with one bite are basically dead.

Therefore, even if Li Nanfang is very eager to get the project in the city, he still has to keep his appetite.

Rather than expanding the site without any certainty, it is better to concentrate on managing your own three-acre land, and then it is not too late to conquer when there are more soldiers.

The key issue is that he has already seen what Yue Zitong thinks, and admitting that he partnered with her would be tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. Sooner or later, there will be no bones left to be swallowed by her, and the Southern Group will also become Kaihuang. A subsidiary of the group.

At that time, she would definitely turn her face, and could not use quack methods to deal with her.

The most important thing is that the appearance of the ghost woman last night sounded the alarm for Li Nanfang's life. Someday, the ghost woman will reappear and take away his life.

If he hangs up, what Nanfang Group, what projects near the market, have nothing to do with him, he can only be swallowed unceremoniously by the likes of Dragon City, but his aunt has a little soup. I can't drink it.

There is no doubt that in Li Nanfang’s mind, Yue Zitong is more important than the likes of Longchengcheng, no matter how he is not treated by him. To the Yue family.

Because of the above and other reasons, Li Nanfang decided to completely abandon the side of the city and give Yue Zitong a great benefit. At least he was rewarded just now, and he ate in his arms.

"Who bought you clothes?"

When the car stopped in front of a teahouse, Yue Zitong noticed that the clothes Li Nanfang was wearing were no longer her ridiculous little suits. The suits and leather shoes looked like a dog.

"I paid someone to buy it. I don't have a face to dress like that, and I swagger around. Your clothes are in a paper bag."

Lifting his finger down the back seat, he glanced at Mr. Yue's little feet on the brakes, Li Nanfang pushed the door and got out of the car: "I'll go to the teahouse and wait for you, you can buy some paper and pen."

"Why didn't you go?"

Yue Zitong took the paper bag and put on slippers and asked dissatisfiedly.

Li Nanfang turned around and asked, "Are you sure, let me run errands?"

"Ah, not sure. Hehe, I'll go, I'll be fine. Uncle Li, please go upstairs first."

Yue Zitong immediately smiled hippiely, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The tea house is on the second floor. There is a small supermarket below, and the printing room next to it is very convenient.

When he came to the second floor and found a seat near the window, Li Nanfang took out the phone and dialed Hua Ye Shen's cell phone.

After the simple greeting, Li Nanfang directly mentioned the purpose of the money he borrowed last night, and the fact that he now wants to transfer the project in the city to Yue Zitong free of charge.

Finally, he said: "If you disagree, then I----"

Only then did Hua Ye Shen have the opportunity to speak, her voice is still so nice, and the ground is full of virtuous wives and mothers, which is like Yue Zitong, erratic and annoying: "You have already done it, why bother to regret it?"

"I am worried that you will have an opinion on me."

Li Nanfang's left **** curled up, and gently tapped on the table: "I want to invite you over and see someone."

"See Yue Zitong?"

"Correct."

"Okay, tell me where you are."

Hua Ye Shen did not hesitate at all, so he agreed.

Li Nanfang was a little strange: "Don't you ask me, why do you want you to see her?"

Hua Yeshen chuckled: "Hehe, I ask, does it matter whether or not to ask?"

Li Nanfang also smiled, stopped talking about this topic, and told her the address of the location.

The reason why he decided to let Hua Ye Shen come over is to explain to others why he wants to let the projects in the city out; secondly, he hopes to find a backer for Yue Zitong.

After Long Chengcheng saw Hua Ye Shen's check, the deep jealousy that flashed through his eyes did not escape Li Nanfang's eyes.

A woman who was afraid of even Longchengcheng was enough to be a backer for Yue Zitong.

Li Nanfang felt that he was arranging funeral affairs.

Either think, or arrange for funeral.

The appearance of the ghost woman last night made him feel the fear in reality for the first time, and realized that he could not control his own destiny. Then he should arrange his funeral while he is still safe and sound, and he will even die at that time---- You can also die a little bit.

The waiter had already brought the ordered tea, and Yue Zitong walked up from the stairs.

She went to buy shoes, wearing small slippers, President Yue really had no face to come to the teahouse to drink tea.

"Huh, who else is coming?"

Sitting on the sofa next to Li Nanfang and putting paper and pen on the table, Yue Zitong only found that there were three tea cups, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"My creditor."

Li Nanfang picked up the pen and paper and pointed to the deck next to it: "You go first, I will write something. You are sitting next to me, which will affect my thinking."

"I'm not talking, can't it?"

Yue Zitong asked: "Your creditor----is the person who lent you the money?"

Li Nanfang pointed to the side again: "If you want the project transfer contract on the other side of the market, you should be obedient."

"Pretending to be mysterious."

Yue Zitong shrugged pretentiously and walked to the side, but looked sideways.

It's just that Li Nanfang was holding the paper with her hand. No matter how good her eyes were, she couldn't see what he was writing. She curled her lips in disappointment, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to call someone.

Li Nanfang said without looking up, "It's best to shut down and don't disturb me, or I will change my mind."

"What, really."

Yue Zitong didn't dare to lose his temper at him, for fear that the duck with his mouth would fly again, only to shut down obediently, holding his chin in a boring hand, and turning his eyes back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ten minutes later, Li Nanfang finally finished writing what he was going to write. During the period, he revised it three times, especially the way he held the pen. He wanted to ask Mr. Yue to twist his ear and ask, have you ever read a book?

Li Nanfang hooked her finger and motioned her to come.

What do you treat me like? If you let me pass, will I pass?

Well, for your sake of filial piety, I won't care about this with you, and I'll talk about it later.

Mr. Yue, who was indignant in his heart, looked very clever on the surface. He moved Lianbu lightly and walked over, but he sat in front of Li Nanfang and took up the piece of paper with disdain.

But after seeing the two characters at the beginning of the paper, Yue Zitong shivered suddenly all over his body. Huo Ran raised his head and asked in a loud voice, "Will!?"

Li Nanfang picked up the tea cup, took a leisurely sip and asked, "Isn't the words I wrote very elegant and free and easy?"

"Why, write a will?"

Yue Zitong was too late to quarrel with him, grabbed his arm and asked anxiously.

"Maybe it should have been written long ago, but I didn't expect it before."

Li Nanfang broke away from her hand and said: "Let's talk about it after reading it. Anything that doesn't meet the will process, welcome to comment."

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