In the early 1990s, there was only one four-star hotel in Panyu County, and this hotel was equipped with the highest-end villa area, and each villa area was equipped with a small fitness room and swimming pool.

Among them, Fu Qingying's favorite is the small Western-style white villa located on the east side of the villa area. The reason is that the swimming pool of the villa is just built between a row of natural weeping willows. Often, she likes to look up at the weeping willows and cruis in the blue swimming pool.

At this time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there was a lonely place in the distance, while the white villa was brightly lit; beside the swimming pool, the rows of weeping willows were swaying under the night wind, and the blue pool water turned dark green against the light, making it look particularly calm and deep.

Song Zhichao waited under the umbrella next to the swimming pool for a long time. When Fu Qingying arrived at the villa, she left him to take a shower and change her clothes, but asked Master Su to accompany him.

The master Su, who had a middle-parted head and wore myopia glasses, sat on the side, looking at the "horse scripture" brought from Hong Kong, shook his legs, and occasionally hummed a few small songs, enjoying himself, and basically ignored Song Zhichao who was sitting next to him.

The reason why Master Su dared to "hospitize guests" like this is because he knew the eldest lady's intentions very well, so he was not cold-hearted towards Song Zhichao, without tea or water, and did not ask for any needs, and he looked completely ignorant.

On the other hand, Song Zhichao, who was regarded as a transparent person, was still calm and composed. He sat under the parasol with a cigarette in his arms, listened to the wind, admired the pool water, weeping willows, and starry sky... His serious appearance made the master Su who peeked at him a little surprised: "What the hell, what are the good things about these scenery?"

"Old Su, I heard that Miss Fu and her husband met in Cambridge, England. The process was very romantic, just like Xu Zhimo's poem, I left gently, just like I came gently; I waved gently, farewell to the clouds in the west. The golden willows by the river are the bride in the sunset; the beautiful shadows in the waves rippled in my heart..."

After pausing, Song Zhichao pointed to the weeping willow next to the swimming pool and said, "Old Su, don't you think this scene is very consistent with this poem?"

Master Su was reading the "Ma Jing" when he suddenly heard Song Zhichao recite poems, and then he heard him calling him "Lao Su" familiarly, and asked himself again, so he subconsciously said: "Well, it's really - no wonder the young lady likes this villa!" He blurted out and saw Fu Qingying staring at him with a dark face at the door of the villa.

Master Su was so scared that he shivered, and hurriedly lifted the "Ma Jing" up to cover his face. He scolded Song Zhichao in his heart: "Falling! He is humiliating me again!"

It turned out that Song Zhichao said this to Master Su when he saw Fu Qingying coming out. Master Su, a brainless guy, was fooled again.

"Miss Fu, you finally figured it out!" Song Zhichao stood up politely and stomped off the cigarette he was holding onto the ground, greeting Fu Qingying with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Fu Qingying walked over, carrying a scent of shampoo after bathing. In addition, there was also a faint fragrance of Lancome perfume, which made Song Zhichao unable to help but suck his nose, revealing a hint of enjoyment.

You should know that as a veteran, Song Zhichao has a good taste for women. In addition to his appearance and temperament, Song Zhichao attaches great importance to the taste of women.

For women, there are some top-notch women, such as the legendary Emperor Qianlong’s beloved concubine, who has a body fragrance all over his body, which can make men lose their souls. In addition, many women have to use perfume and rouge to add their charm.

But perfumes are also divided into high and low, and good perfumes are hard to come by, such as the famous Chanel, Lancome, Hermes, etc. The cheap perfumes are rotten on the streets and alleys of Panyu. As long as you travel through the streets and alleys of Panyu, those vulgar powders are all such big products.

For Song Zhichao, the perfume smell of cheap big-road goods was a blasphemy to his nose, while the aura of Fu Qingying was a pleasure.

At this time, Fu Qingying saw Song Zhichao's appearance and felt disgusted again.

It can be said that Song Zhichao's unrestrained and unscrupulous "unawe" made Fu Qingying, who is usually used to being sought after by everyone, feel uncomfortable from the inside out.

"Miss, you are out. I just now..." Master Su couldn't pretend that he didn't see it anymore, so he hurriedly got up, hid the horse scripture behind him, and began to explain.

"You don't have to say, go into the house." Fu Qingying ordered him,

"Enter the house? But I..."

Fu Qingying glared at him.

Master Su became soft, "Okay, I'll go into the house first - just call me if you have anything, I'll be inside, remember." After that, he looked at Fu Qingying's face pitifully again, like an abandoned puppy, and turned around step by step and walked into the villa.

Outside, there were only two people, Song Zhichao and Fu Qingying.

At this time, Fu Qingying spoke, stared at Song Zhichao and said, "Okay, now I want to talk to you."

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"I have to say that the dance show in the dance hall tonight is the most exciting program I have seen." Fu Qingying sat gracefully under the parasol and said slowly to Song Zhichao, "You are very attentive and deserve the position of general manager, so now I recognize you..."

Song Zhichao looked at Fu Qingying and smiled and didn't say anything.

Fu Qingying had to add: "What do you know what I mean?"

"I know, Miss Fu means, I hope I can treat me as my own, right?"

Fu Qingying smiled: "You are indeed a smart person."

"But I'm sorry." Song Zhichao said, "My manager was given by Mark, not you, Miss Fu."

This hurt a little, and Fu Qingying's face immediately became dark.

Song Zhichao continued, "To be honest, there are three reasons why I made it so grand and grand tonight. First, of course, I welcome Miss Fu, you to the dance hall for inspection; second, I want to tell Miss Fu, you have been doing well in this store, and your future will be better; third, and most importantly, I am helping Miss Fu, you practice it!"

Song Zhichao specifically stated the word "practice" very seriously and abruptly, and Fu Qingying immediately realized the meaning.

"Practice? What does it mean?"

"That means that Brother Mark wants to put down this dance hall, and I hope you can help him!" After saying that, Song Zhichao took out a document contract from the briefcase he carried with him, and presented it to Fu Qingying very solemnly.

Fu Qingying took the contract and opened it to take a look.

The content of the contract is very direct and very straightforward: Mark (Mr. Zhang Tiezhu), the manager of the Caesars Dance Hall, is willing to bid for one million yuan to acquire the Caesars Dance Hall from Miss Fu Qingying. If Ms. Fu is willing, the two parties can negotiate the details.

Fu Qingying smiled after reading the acquisition contract.
Chapter completed!