"Is Liu Yifei in your company now?"

Sitting on the sofa, Deng He lowered his head and drank the coffee that the assistant who opened the door just now, and forcibly calmed his mood.

"No."

Chen Liang shook his head.

"When you were a kid, didn't you want to be fascinated by her? She was also said to be the most perfect goddess. Could it be'empathy'?

"Where did you say it."

Chen Liang couldn't laugh or cry.

"If you want to sign someone, you have to be willing to do it. She is different from Hu Ge. The family has opened an economic company specifically for her. What if you are willing to leave the boss to work for others?"

"No wonder."

Deng He said, "I thought your aesthetics had changed. At that time, you didn't want to find a wife who was so beautiful when you were looking for her. Now she has no results, maybe you really have a chance."

These words seem to be whimsical, and Chen Liang's current achievements are not impossible to achieve.

A female celebrity, a godfather of entertainment, two people together, it is a matter of course.

Almost everyone used to brag when they were young, but there is little chance to achieve it.

"You don't even look at the age gap between me and her."

Chen Liang was taken aback, and then smiled: "If she is as old as me, I don't mind working hard, it's a pity."

He sighed, looking regretful.

"Qing was born and I was not born, I was born and old."

Deng He couldn't help being laughed, holding coffee in both hands.

"Sure enough, I think the goddess is getting older. She is indeed older than you, but she is well maintained. This is not a problem."

"Good things do not necessarily have to be possessed."

Chen Liang said, "I like a flower, so I don’t have to pick it off. I like the wind, do you let the wind stop and let me smell it? I like clouds, do you let the clouds float down and cover me? Appreciation is also a choice."

Deng He was stunned, and then smiled and retorted: "It sounds good, but in fact, I think you should be sloppy and glamorous now, so you can't look down on others. Indeed, Liu Yifei is getting older. , And there are so many new generations of beautiful female stars in the entertainment industry. In comparison, she is really not that attractive."

"What you said."

Chen Liang pretends to be serious, "I am just doing a business with my own mind, and I never think too much of those female artists."

Deng He glanced at him and drank his coffee without catching it.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door.

Chen Liang stopped talking and shouted, "Go in."

"Dong Chen..."

Yu Youqiang came in and saw Deng He on the sofa. He was a little surprised, but he didn't expect to have guests.

"what's up?"

"There is a document that needs your signature."

"Sit down for a while, and I'll take care of it."

Deng He nodded and sat quietly and obediently, drinking coffee.

Chen Liang got up.

Watching him walk to the desk and sit down, watching the middle-aged people of his parents' generation whispered in front of him, the sense of supremacy became more clear and direct.

He seemed to have completed the transformation from an ordinary young man to a business boss in an instant.

Is this really the boy who lives on the doorstep of his own house and often ran to his house when he was a child?

Deng He's thoughts drifted.

"What are you thinking about."

Chen Liang walked over again.

"Nothing, the matter is over?"

Deng He returned to his senses and found that the middle-aged man had left.

"Well, it's just a sign. How about I take you around the company?"

Deng He was a little moved subconsciously, but she thought that she might meet some big stars, so she put this thought out.

She is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't know what to say when she meets those celebrities.

Too embarrassing.

"No need. I won't interrupt your work, I'll go back first."

She put down her coffee and got up.

"I see you off."

Chen Liang sent her downstairs, originally intending to drive her back to the hotel, but Deng He refused.

Walking out of the DG building, Deng He stopped and looked back, only to see the eye-catching signs on the building.

She smiled, shook her head, exhaled, looked back, walked to the street, and stopped a rental car.

"Hilton Hotel."

...

"Dad, um, I'm in Donghai. Chen Liang? I saw him."

in the room.

Deng He was talking on the phone with his cell phone.

Faced with her father's question, she smiled complicatedly.

"Don't worry about it. He is the big boss now. I went to his company in the afternoon."

"Dad, emotional matters, can't force it. Besides, he and I were both ignorant when we were young. And stepping back, even if your daughter agrees, people should look at me."

Thinking that even Liu Yifei might not be able to get into the right way now, Deng He smiled bitterly.

"You still think of him as the poor boy before. To tell you, your daughter really doesn't deserve him now..."

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Deng He smiled bitterly and said nothing.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

The doorbell rang.

"Dad, I have something to do now, so I won't tell you anymore."

Deng He took the opportunity to hang up the phone, put down the phone, walked to the door, and opened the door.

"Let’s go, eat together, I know there is a good Sichuan food nearby."

Zhou Junchu stood at the door with a big smile.

It was past six o'clock at this time, and it was indeed time for dinner.

Deng He was not polite, nodded, and went out with the other party.

"Coming here for dinner usually requires an appointment. Fortunately, we are lucky today."

This Sichuan restaurant is called Yise Bianwei.

"how many?"

"Two?"

"please follow me."

Under the leadership of the waiter, Zhou Junchu handed the menu to Deng He.

"Did the company call you this afternoon?"

Deng He shook his head, "What's the matter?"

"The company already knows about our wonderful performance at the meeting today, but we have greatly raised our face in front of the entire group for our Rongcheng branch. Mr. Xiao praised me heavily."

"is it."

Deng He smiled, his attitude was a little perfunctory, as if he was not very excited.

"Deng He, this means that we have entered the high-level line of sight. Are you unhappy?"

Zhou Junchu questioned.

Deng He was naturally happy, but the stimulus was too much today, which caused this joy to be diluted a lot.

I'm still struggling diligently for a promotion and salary increase, but someone who is clearly a starting point with me is already at the forefront of the East China Sea, leading the way.

This sense of gap cannot be ignored with effort.

"Happy, how can you be unhappy."

Deng He was absent-minded and forced a smile.

"what happened?"

Zhou Junchu naturally has no lack of eyesight. Seeing that Deng He has something on his mind, he seemed to jokingly said: "Isn't it okay when I ate at noon? It's not that you are in conflict with you when you have a little hair?"

Have to admit.

This man speaks relatively well, and he deserves to be involved in finance, with careful thoughts, and leaves no trace of discord.

"Nothing."

Deng He shook his head and smiled, without saying more, bowing his head and ordering.