Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 23 The CEO of Naobu Emperor and His Little Qingmei ([-])
In order to pursue Xu Lu, Qin Jiming invested a lot of shares in her company.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. A successful businessman will never watch his own interests suffer when it can be avoided.

The phone twirled twice at his fingertips, and finally sent a text message to Xu Lu, expressing that he wanted to talk about her decision.

After waiting for a while, Xu Lu called. The woman's voice was as cold as ice, "Hello?"

... Although she doesn't want to talk to Qin Jiming, a scumbag, she has always been a person who distinguishes between public and private. Now that the other party is using business as a pretense to talk to her, she can only accept the discomfort.

Resentment almost came through the microphone.

Qin Jiming paused for a moment, then resisted the urge to hang up the phone directly, and went straight to the point, "I remember that I said that Yiran Technology is on the opposite side of me. Both sides will be harmful to your company's future development."

It will also cause my funds to fail.

Xu Lu is scheming and resourceful, but she has just graduated and is too inexperienced.

She doesn't know much about the market and the division of power. At this moment, Qin Jiming only sneers when he thinks that Qin Jiming is interfering in his own decision for his own selfish desire.

"Mr. Qin, I believe in my own judgment. Yiran Technology has a bright future, and my company will continue to develop with a good momentum. Please don't continue to scare me."

Stubborn.

Qin Jiming was suddenly in no mood to continue talking.

When Xu Lu heard that he was silent, she just thought it was a guilty conscience.

She suddenly felt cold for Qin Jiming's selfishness, sighed, and said frankly, "I hope you don't come to restrain me again. To be honest, I don't trust your vision. I used to do it to accommodate you, but in the future, I will Go on your own way."

Qin Jiming didn't want to talk anymore, his eyes turned cold, and he said slowly, "Then don't regret it."

After saying this, he simply put down the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Xu Lu trembled with anger at her fingertips.

He... He hung up on her phone and threatened her?

This person is not only self-willed, but also so easy to get angry from embarrassment, it really can't make a big deal!
"Miss Xu?" At this moment, a gentle voice flowed by her ear, refreshing like water, diluting Xu Lu's anger, "Are you okay?"

Xu Lu looked up, and saw the man sitting opposite was looking at her worriedly, with deep concern in his dark eyes.

Seeing that Xu Lu didn't speak, he reached out to pick up the teapot and smiled at her, "Aren't you going to have some scented tea? You seem a little nervous."

The sunlight diffused through the window lattice, casting a faint light on his side face, a gentleman is like jade, gentle and elegant.

Xu Lu's face flushed, and he brushed his hair from the temples, "Thank you."

A slender and strong hand stretched out, and with the sound of running water, the warm-colored scented tea quickly filled the porcelain cup.

Xia Qingran's movements of pouring tea are elegant and natural, like the warm oil painting hanging in the corner of the banquet hall, just looking at it makes people relax unconsciously.

Xu Lu gradually recovered from the blow, pursed her lips, and leaned on the back of the chair with some loss of strength.

Although Qin Jiming's last threat annoyed her, the disparity in status between the two sides made it like a sharp sword hanging over her head, making her uncomfortable.

...Why did that man treat her like this?
Just because she was out of his control?
I was ready to accept him at first, but who would have thought that he would be such a person!
Xia Qingran looked at her fluctuating expression, raised her brows slightly, and a look of boredom flashed in her eyes.

But the moment Xu Lu raised her eyes to look over, those eyes became full of affection, like the warm wind in March, melting the ice in her heart.

(End of this chapter)