Chapter 62 Gift
"not necessarily."

Meng Xingzhi picked up the teacup and took a sip. His expression was normal, but his tone was serious.

Hearing this, Zhou Shixu raised his eyebrows: "What do you think, Master Meng?"

No insight.

The bottom of the teacup was placed on the table. Meng Xingzhi was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke slowly: "What I mean is that it doesn't necessarily mean that Lao Chen won't give me a status."

If there is no status, how can a man have the patience to pursue a woman and spend time and effort on her?

Naturally, Prince Zhou, who likes to play around in the world, has always been indifferent to matters between men and women.

To him, women are either tools to keep him company to entertain himself or to satisfy his physical needs.

As for serious relationships between men and women.

Prince Zhou lived for thirty years, and in his dictionary, this thing was almost unheard of.

In the second half, Liang Weining joined the game with the female student.

Chen Jingyuan stood at the end of the plank road, answering a transatlantic phone call, occasionally watching his secretary winning at the card table.

There was no pretense tonight and I won a lot of chips from the prince by sheer luck.

The main source of this is female students.

The opponent lost eight games in a row, and he was acting coquettishly with the prince while arranging the cards, speaking softly and in a charming tone, completely different from the way he was when he was playing games just now.

Everyone has their own way of living and their own way of existing in this world.

Just like tonight, the prince organized a party to celebrate Mr. Chen's birthday and sent a half-person-high cake. She knew that it was just for fun and ceremony, and the boss didn't like it.

The female student offered to play a song to liven up the atmosphere.

The black piano was placed on the edge of the swimming pool, hanging more than ten meters below.

A girl can sit in front of the piano without changing her expression and play the entire "Serenade" smoothly and perfectly.

The prince was generous with his praise, but he said with a cold smile: "Don't play it next time."

Liang Weining did not ignore the fear that flashed across the girl's eyes.

Make the sponsor unhappy.

Maybe just one tune.

What would happen if she displeased Chen Jingyuan in the future? Liang Weining thought so and paused for a moment before playing a card. Her fingertips wandered between winning and losing. She didn't want to reap all the benefits tonight.

Just as she was distracted, an arm stretched out in front of her and brushed past her face like a gentleman. The cool scent of cedar filled her breath from the cuffs of his shirt. Between his strong and powerful wrist bones was the silver-blue tourbillon watch that she was most familiar with.

The man played the last card for her and ended the game as the winner.

Before leaving, the waiter had already exchanged the chips, and Liang Weining returned with a full load.

On the way back, Chen Jingyuan was drunk, so the Pok Fu Lam driver came to drive.

The dusk was deep. The girl looked out the window at the night scene slowly receding, her eyes fixed on one point, in a daze.

After staring at her silently for a while, Chen Jingyuan asked her in a low voice, "Why did you hesitate to play your cards in the end?"

Liang Weining came back to her senses and turned to look at the man.

No action could be hidden from his eyes.

Even at that time, there was only a brief hesitation of a few seconds.

She sighed softly: "It's a good idea to be a good person, and the same applies to playing cards."

Little did he know that when he heard these words, the man's expression changed slightly.

That night, in the Taipingshan study, father and son played chess.

At the end, Chairman Chen said the same thing.

Warn him not to be too cruel and to be gentle.

It's what is called, leave a way out for others.

Thoughts come back together.

Chen Jingyuan smiled faintly and asked again: "The first time at Shatin Racecourse, you deliberately lost the game. Was that the reason?"

The girl shook her head.

She said seriously: "My state of mind was completely different at that time. I was afraid of Mr. Zhou, so I was restrained and didn't dare to win."

"Do you dare now?" Chen Jingyuan asked.

dare.

Liang Weining met the man's deep black eyes and said nothing.

She had the answer in her heart.

Because from now on, even if she accidentally offends someone, there will be someone to clean up the mess for her.

Besides, it’s the boss’ birthday tonight and he’s the protagonist.

As the female companion brought by the protagonist, letting her win would be giving face to Mr. Chen.

Liang Weining didn't know whether she was really lucky or the female student was understanding and was trying to please her by feeding her cards.

In short, this is the power of power.

The car drove into Tsing Yi and stopped at the same location.

Seeing the girl lowering her eyes and unbuckling her seat belt, Chen Jingyuan reminded her: "Gift." What.

Liang Weining looked up in surprise, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Did Mr. Chen just ask her for a birthday present in person?

I couldn't help laughing for some reason.

but.

She chose her words carefully: "We are in such a rush that we don't have time to prepare. Can I owe you the money first and then make it up to you when I have the chance?"

Make vague promises.

The boss has everything he needs and has very high standards. If you really want to give him a gift, it might be hard to choose one.

She can't just follow Josie's example and give out a free overtime voucher when others give full marks in a subject?

Immersed in fantasy, Liang Weining made himself laugh.

The air was silent.

Chen Jingyuan fixed his gaze on the girl's lively features, and said calmly, "Make it up as soon as possible, don't delay it for too long."

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She couldn't laugh.

It was getting late, Liang Weining pushed the door and got out of the car.

I walked a few carelessly steps and suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something.

While the G-Class wasn't starting yet, she turned around and walked back.

Through the half-lowered glass window, Chen Jingyuan turned his head slightly and saw the girl who had originally walked away, but for some reason, turned back.

Stand half a step away from the back door.

Liang Weining's cheeks dimpled, she looked at him and said in Cantonese: "Mr. Chen, happy birthday."

The girl has a soft voice, smiles gently in the night, and her skin is whiter than the bright moon.

Inside the car, Chen Jingyuan looked at her silently, his eyes gradually darkening.

After watching for a while, the car door unlocked.

Chen Jingyuan was about to get out of the car when the girl saw him and ran away as if she was escaping for her life.

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She is very smart.

Knowing this kind of atmosphere, if he stayed any longer, he would definitely do something.

Looking at the girl's slender back in the depths of the night, Chen Jingyuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

10pm, Pokfulam.

Under normal circumstances, Josie would have laid down long ago.

But tonight is special, the stubborn boy is still sitting in the living room, looking forward to it.

Uncle Ming thought that the young master was waiting for his master to come home and say good night.

Until the sound of a car engine was heard outside the yard.

The young man on the sofa quickly stood up, ran out expectantly, and met the man.

Chen Jingyuan glanced at him and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

I've already thought of an excuse.

Josie said, "I had a very full dinner and wanted to digest it."

Ok.

The man responded and walked towards the villa.

Behind him, the boy followed closely and asked curiously, "Daddy, did your sister say anything to you tonight?"

"What do you think should be said?"

With Chen Jingyuan's insight, he could easily see that the big and the small were hiding a secret.

Josie was fooled.

"My sister asked me to teach her a Cantonese phrase. I learned it specially for Daddy's birthday," he said with pride.

Chen Jingyuan asked casually: "So what did you teach?"

Let him think about it.

After thinking for two seconds, Josie repeated it word for word.

"Mr. Chen, happy birthday! I wish you good food, good sleep, and a happy birthday every year. May you live a hundred years, be healthy, and make a lot of money. May you make the company bigger and stronger!"

After he finished speaking, the man paused.

He turned slowly and looked at Josie.

Chen Jingyuan opened his thin lips and said, "Are you sure it's this long?"

The young man nodded honestly.

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