If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 294 Strawberries all over your neck, you had a good time last night? (please order all!!!)

Jiang Zhou tapped the table with his knuckles.

Holding the planning book in hand, he pondered for a long time with a solemn expression.

He still couldn't figure it out.

Why did Feng Yue easily agree to such a high-cost plan?

Because in his opinion, this old fox is a little impatient.

But there is no lack of caution in the bones.

It's really incredible that Ji Zihan can convince him.

He did not believe that there was no other factor involved.

It just so happened that Ji Zihan called at this time.

This woman didn't hide it either, she went straight to the point.

She said she wanted to know Jiang Zhou's specific opinion on the campaign.

And Jiang Zhou also wanted to test the decision-making process.

So, the two made an appointment to meet at a nearby western restaurant.

This western restaurant is quite stylish.

There are many young couples who are tired of being together in the store.

Even the decoration style is a bit ambiguous.

Also, because the double seat is narrower than other western restaurants.

That way, people sitting together can have their thighs against their thighs and their butt against their butt.

tsk tsk.

The owner of this store really knows how to do business.

No wonder so many young couples come to spend.

At that time, Ji Zihan appeared in the store and walked towards him.

Same as last time.

She was wearing a white shirt.

The two buttons on 137's chest are not fastened, and it looks round and white.

A pair of seven-inch high-heeled shoes on his feet made a clicking sound.

Make her look tall and elegant.

"Mr. Jiang, have you read the planning book I sent?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "I have seen it, I think it is very bold."

Ji Zihan pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two pear vortices: "What do you think the chances of success will be?"

"Creating a festival that only belongs to beauty brands is a long process, and the success rate of seeing it once is not accurate."

"I also think so, the formation of festivals needs subtle influence."

Jiang Zhou shook the red wine in the glass: "However, the cost of this activity is beyond my expectations."

Ji Zihan nodded: "The cost of the beauty festival is indeed very high, but if you want to make money, you have to pay."

"But I'm curious, how did you persuade President Feng? After all, this is most of his net worth."

"In fact, when I put the plan in front of him, he agreed."

"Mr. Ji, are you treating me as a three-year-old child?"

Ji Zihan was silent for a while: "What I said is true."

Jiang Zhou slowly put down the red wine glass: "It seems that my practice is still not at home."

"What's the meaning?"

"If I want to get half of my net worth, I may have to think about it for half a month and not even pay attention."

Ji Zihan showed a charming smile: "Normal people are like this. The richer people are, the more stingy they are."

Jiang Zhou frowned slightly: "Then what do you mean, Mr. Feng is not a normal person?"

"Actually, this matter has something to do with Mr. Feng."

"Feng Yuanshan?"

Ji Zihan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "He's not feeling well recently."

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sick? What?"

"I don't know, Feng Yuanshan's physical condition has always been kept strictly confidential."

"Then how did you know?"

"This time, he was very sick, and his pale face couldn't be concealed at all."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Zhou understood in an instant.

Why doesn't Feng Yue want to take it slow.

But in such a quick and easy way?

The reason is that Feng Yuanshan's recent physical condition caused his anxiety.

The outside world said that the second young master of the Feng family was the heir to the Feng family.

But before the end of the matter, no one dared to make a guarantee.

Feng Yue was worried that Mr. Feng would suddenly fart.

When a person dies, it is still unknown how the family property will be divided.

So he's going to make the grades before the old guy gets into trouble.

Let Feng Yuanshan make up his mind and hand over the industry to himself.

Get everything you can get before your father dies.

This is Feng Yue's real purpose.

For this reason, he would rather gamble with most of his net worth.

After all, it is also possible to change a bicycle into an airplane if you give it a try.

"Mr. Jiang, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Zhou regained his senses and smiled slightly: "How much property do you think the Feng family has?"

Ji Zihan's mouth raised: "I don't know, but that number must be scary."

"Shit, I admit that I'm thirsty."

"I heard that President Jiang is having sex with President Feng's niece?"

Jiang Zhou was slightly startled: "Feng Yue even told you this?"

Ji Zihan looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "The three-way cooperation requires mutual trust, so there are no secrets between me and Mr. Feng."

"It can't be said to be a partner, it's just a friend."

"President Jiang and the eldest miss of the Feng family are in love, do they really have ideas about the Feng family's property?"

Jiang Zhou's eyes became a little sullen: "Which one is not greedy in business? Besides, the Feng family's cake is too big, and I can't avoid it."

Ji Zihan shook his head: "Then President Jiang may be disappointed."

"How to say?"

"Feng Yuanshan is a person who values ​​blood. He absolutely does not allow his family property to be distributed to foreigners."

Jiang Zhou pretended to be surprised: "Your granddaughter is not eligible?"

Ji Zihan smiled slightly: "Of course, after all, the granddaughter is not the grandson, the girl is destined to marry."

"No way, isn't that a thought only in feudal society?"

"President Jiang, in fact, every chaebol family today is an independent feudal dynasty."

Jiang Zhou showed a pity expression: "If you say that, it's useless for me to seduce the eldest Miss Feng?"

Ji Zihan glanced at him ambiguous: "Not necessarily?"

"Um?"

"Ms. Feng's family is so beautiful, it's comfortable to marry and go home."

Jiang Zhou was a little surprised: "Have you seen her?"

Ji Zihan shook his head: "I've seen her photos, she should be quite lively and cheerful, right?"

"..."

Cheerful?

Where does this come from?

This woman must have seen a fake Feng Siruo, right?

"Actually, Feng Siruo is very boring and a little afraid of people."

"President Jiang lied."

"Um?"

After Ji Zihan finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his fair and slender arm.

Then, with two fingers, clamp Jiang Zhou's collar and go out.

"If Miss Feng's family is as shy as President Jiang said, what kind of bold mark will she leave?"

Jiang Zhou was slightly taken aback, took out his mobile phone, and used the screen as a mirror to take a look.

His neck was covered with dark red hickeys the size of a coin.

Under the breakdown, there are seven or eight obvious ones, and three or four less obvious ones.

"..."

Jiang Zhou remembered.

Last night, Feng Siruo was in severe pain, but was ashamed to cry out.

So he sucked his neck so hard, he almost scratched his back.

He gave Ji Zihan a thoughtful look.

Is this woman's power of observation so strong?

"Mr. Jiang had a good time last night."

"Where and where, generally just hi, hehe.".