Chapter 413 Fu Yancheng has appeared behind her
Li Rui still needed Shengmian to say good things to Fu Yancheng, so he agreed immediately.
"Okay, I'll ask people from the Ministry of Commerce to go to China Animal Husbandry Co., Ltd. to take a look. If the quality of the paint passes the standard, we can maintain cooperation this year."
If a large company like Baoke is willing to maintain cooperation with others, then even if Sheng has no orders for more than half a year, at least it will not suffer losses.
She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her glass.
"Mr. Li, I respect you. Don't worry, I will do my best in front of Mr. Fu."
Li Rui immediately laughed.
"Penny, it's thanks to you that I was able to cooperate with Mr. Fu to win the project in You County."
The two of them drank with their glasses raised, and exchanged a few words with Xu Lue in the meantime.
After dinner, Sheng Mian asked Xu Lue to send Li Rui away. Li Rui was probably a little happy tonight and got a little drunk.
"Penny, what about you?"
Xu Lue helped Li Rui up.
Sheng Mian was still sitting on the stool, "Someone is coming to pick me up. Let's get Mr. Li settled first."
After all, he will be her client for the next half year.
Xu Lue helped Li Rui and left first.
Sheng Mian and Li Rui were chatting happily, so they couldn't help but drink two glasses of wine. Although they were not drunk, the alcohol stained their faces.
The face is hot and flushed.
She took the bag next to her and planned to go to the bathroom at the end of the corridor to wash her face and wake up before leaving.
She negotiated a cooperation deal on the first day she took office, and she was quite happy privately, even though she took advantage of Fu Yancheng.
Turning the corner, he saw a delicate man coming out of the box, holding a mobile phone in his hand and wearing a calm black suit.
Sheng Mian paused, then froze.
"Mr. Fu?"
Fu Yancheng has closed the box door, and there are many senior executives in the box behind him, including those from Fu's company and other companies, discussing cooperation.
Hearing the voice, he looked up and saw Sheng Mian who was different from usual.
Sheng Mian smiled at him and said, "Mr. Fu is eating here too?"
Fu Yancheng held the phone between his fingertips and said lightly "Hmm".
Sheng Mian also nodded, "Then I won't disturb Mr. Fu."
She walked toward the hallway bathroom.
The restrooms in this kind of high-end restaurant are very luxurious and are disinfected every few hours. She put her bag aside and bent over to wash her face when she saw Fu Yancheng's delicate face in the mirror.
He stood by the door and asked her, "Why did you cut your hair?"
"Long hair seems to make you look less capable."
The suit she wore today was very beautiful, with her tail tied in a low ponytail, looking neat and clean.
This was the first time Fu Yancheng saw her dressed like this. When she called him just now, he didn't even react.
Sheng Mian poured water on her face and heard the bathroom door close in a daze.
She opened her eyes and saw Fu Yancheng had appeared behind her.
"It's very capable."
Sheng Mian felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't know why, but every time Fu Yancheng appeared, she felt that the oxygen became thinner.
This person's aura is too strong.
The water drops rolled down her cheeks, and she felt much more awake.
This kind of restaurant has only two private rooms on one floor, and it requires advance reservation. It is rarely full, so there are even fewer people in the corridor.
The whole space was silent.
In Fu Yancheng's eyes, she was dressed so formally. The pants made her legs look longer. Probably because she drank a little wine, her cheeks were red and her eyelashes were wet with water stains.
With her hair cut, she loses a trace of her frail demeanor, and indeed looks much more capable.
Such a serious attitude is completely opposite to the crying, biting and begging for mercy on the bed.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly picked the person up, intending to place him on the platform next to the sink.
Sheng Mian was not happy and kicked and hit him.
Fu Yancheng hugged someone and was almost slapped in the face by her.
I heard her whisper: "Dirty."
How strange, what about Fu Yancheng’s mysophobia?
"Besides, you said you wanted me to rest for a week."
The implication is, how can you not keep your words?
