I saw an oil painting at the door, and then I went inside to admire it. I was full of worries about that colorful oil painting.

It’s past two o’clock in the afternoon since I left the imperial court.
Yutingchuan didn’t drive himself out of the club. Lao Zhao had already parked his car there.
After the car, Lao Zhao spoke first and said, "It’s a gray day and there may be a shower."
Yu Tingchuan sat in the back row and loosened his tie slightly.
喝茶约茶Lao Zhao asked again, "Does manager Yu go directly back to Yunxi Road?"
"I have something to do in the afternoon at the company first."
The talking car drove down the wide road.
The imperial court is about half an hour’s drive from Hengyuan, passing through the downtown section, and it is catching up with a certain intersection. The red light and the heavy rain are pattering on the window without a drop.
Yutingchuan closed his eyes for a while and turned to look out of the window, but was quickly attracted by a figure on the side of the road.
Pedestrians are running, but she is quiet next to a billboard
Holding a pile of bills in his hand, he had to cover his head with paper because of the sudden rain.
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Lao Zhao has restarted the scene on both sides of the car from slow to fast, but Yu Tingchuan suddenly started to "pull over"
"…" Lao Zhao puzzled but immediately stepped on the brakes.
Stopped by the roadside Yutingchuan pushed open the door and stepped out of the long legs to go back to the position of the billboard just now, but there was already one person beside the billboard.
There are still a few stamped footprints on the ground.
Zheng just confirmed the person here.
The rain trickled down on the suit jacket, causing a little dark water stain.
Yu Tingchuan put a belt on his waist and covered his forehead with the other hand, wondering if he was really drunk. Yu Guangli caught a glimpse of a white beautiful image and hurried over, almost consciously. He stretched out his hand and grabbed each other.
"Sick!" The girl turned her head impatiently.
When she found that she was a mature and handsome man with a suit and tie, she saw that successful people immediately turned into innocent girl and spoke very gently. "What can I do for you, sir?"
Yu Tingchuan saw each other’s looks clearly, except wearing the same style of Xuanbai and wearing a ponytail. It really didn’t look alike. The skin was not white-browed enough, the eyes were not bright enough, and the aura was not so shrill. He loosened his wrist. "I’m sorry."
"Nothing" The girl was shy and ran back to hide from the rain.
Lao Zhao has come with an umbrella. "Has General Manager Yu met an acquaintance?"
Umbrella Yu Tingchuan suddenly wanted to find a place to smoke. He fished out the cigarette case from the left pocket of his trousers, but he couldn’t find a lighter. Lao Zhao quietly behind it. After a while, Yu Tingchuan said, "Enter."
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On the 50th anniversary of Hengyuan, although it was already sultry at the end of the month in Wan Liyun, it remained the same.
The venue of the annual meeting is a five-star hotel in Hengyuanqi.
In Hengyuan’s early years, on the day of the annual meeting of Hong Kong’s listed market, except for the shareholders and senior employees of the company to avoid false reports afterwards, several regular media programs in China were invited to follow up, and some big guests who had business dealings with Hengyuan also stayed in hotels the day before the annual meeting.
Yu Tingchuan didn’t sleep much for a night. He rushed out of the shower early the next day and shaved his head in front of the washroom. Suddenly, he stopped the mirror and worked hard for many days, which made his face more profound and thin, adding a bit of sharp aura.
After spraying aftershave, go to the coat and change clothes.
When he was choosing a shirt, his fingers crossed a gray shirt and paused. He remembered that he had sent someone a wallet to wear that night, but some things seemed to have passed for a long time, but it seemed like the next day.
The annual meeting is scheduled for three o’clock in the afternoon.
Yu Tingchuan didn’t go back to the company to prepare the building for a few hours after lunch at noon. It should be a day of hard work, but he didn’t call to ask questions in his heart. The afternoon passed so smoothly that he always felt that it was not a good thing. Before entering the ladder, he caught a glimpse of a female employee wearing a hotel system, covering her mouth and running into the nearby to wash her hands.
The ladder door opened on the second floor. Yu Tingchuan didn’t go in, but turned to wash his hands.
Section 47
Retch comes from lady washing hands.
He lit a cigarette and waited patiently for the aisle.
The whole song dynasty came out with the back of her hand wiping the corners of her mouth. As soon as she looked up, she noticed that the man saw who the other person was. Her heart was pounding and she forgot to move at the door to wash her hands with a pestle.
Apart from the police station, they met that night and left Harbin. They never had any contact again.
"Don’t be at the door, make way." A woman urged behind her.
The whole song dynasty came back to the side with longing.
Yu Tingchuan heard the noise and turned to see you later. Song Qingcheng had come out. He put a cigarette without taking a sip into his side and put out the cigarette case. Then he came over to her. Song Qingcheng tried to avoid it, but it was too late. Yu Tingchuan looked at her and ducked her eyes. He couldn’t say anything in his heart. His opening was "You change jobs frequently."
Song Qingcheng sounds a little light. "Share this class with my senior. Recently, her elders passed away. I helped her for two days."
Yutingchuan listened but didn’t speak.
Silence haunts two people.
In the past moment, Yu Tingchuan stared at her thin face and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"
-digression–
Little Fanwai—
Gu Qingwei Song Qingcheng is a vain and worldly woman who is pregnant and married into a rich family!
Yujing didn’t. Qingcheng Laigen didn’t know she was pregnant, or I dragged her to the hospital.
Gu Qingwei, can you be more stupid?
Yujing hehehehe …
Gu Jinyun (﹁ ﹁) ~→ Gu Qingwei, don’t go home!
Gu Qingwei hum!
☆ Chapter 5 Typical scum of love rat
This should be the first time I have met Yu Tingchuan to get along with her like this.

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