Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 555

[Five hundred and fifty-three, everything you give is sweet]

In the Hilton Hotel, the leader of the cleaning team is one of Qin Guan’s personal tax return customers. Gossip is the favorite of Chinese and American women.

For them, every plant and tree of the Hilton Hotel is under their control, not to mention the large-scale replacement of decorations, such a big and tedious work?

The two women are having their own ghosts, and the price of each other has reached the limit of a psychological price that both parties can accept.

At this time, Cong Nianwei stepped on Qin Guan casually, just as she had told her when she went out.

Qin Guan, who was summoned, originally looked at the newspaper as if no one else was on the side, but now he suddenly turned in Hilton’s direction, showing his first smile since he came here, and then Shi Shiran stood up from the sofa. up.

“Talk slowly, don’t worry, I’ll go check the pantry. Lan Jin hasn’t cleaned up after so long? It’s really incompetent.”

“Oh, oh!”

Hilton, who was still arguing, was caught off guard. Akira’s eyes were blinded by this warm smile.

Instantly fell into a state of dementia.

Cong Nianwei, who was behind her, was very cunning and filled in a new price on the list.

“Hilton, what do you think about this price? Is it more suitable than the previous match?” Hilton,

who was interrupted by Cong Nianwei’s words, turned his head reluctantly and looked at the freshly released price list, but he couldn’t keep quiet. New coming.

“Well, I’ll take a look…”

Qin Guan pushed open the small door leading to the tea room before he could see the quotation at hand.

“That kid Lan Jin in the summer is still burning some boiling water to make tea. I don’t think you guys like it.”

“Hey, there’s the tortoise ointment in the refrigerator that I brought from the health care Chinese medicine doctor yesterday. , I don’t know if you can get used to it, Hilton.”

“But this is the great love of my family Weizi.”

Hilton saw Qin Guan who was smiling at this time, and even the piece of paper in his hand didn’t seem to be that important.

“What is Guiling paste? Oriental refreshments? I think I’m willing to try it… uh~~”

The words to please him were only halfway through.

The tray in Qin Guan’s hand was placed in front of the two girls.

very good!

very powerful!

Only then did Hilton realize that the pile of small plates and bowls in front of her were very beautiful and delicate, but she had no idea what was in these utensils.

Isn’t that so-called Turtle Cream that looks black?

Cong Nianwei, who was opposite, seemed to see Hilton’s embarrassment, squeezed her eyes at Qin Guan, and then looked at the quotation in her hand.

On the other hand, Qin Guan rolled his eyes helplessly, and began to introduce him with all kinds of reluctance.

And while he was speaking, the movements under his hands did not stop.

He gently lifted the quivering, crystal clear tortoise paste from the palm-sized celadon bowl, and then pointed at the remaining small plates with his long fingers and said.

“What I have in my hand is Guiling paste, one of the favorite snacks of Chinese ladies. In addition to its good taste, it also has the effect of nourishing yin and removing dryness, cooling blood and detoxifying.”

“It is the best way to cool down in summer. Snacks and refreshments, this Guiling paste in my hand is not an ordinary product in a Chinese supermarket, today you have a good time.”

“The master of traditional Chinese medicine in Chinatown, oh, it is also a new client of my accounting firm, specializing in You must try the thank-you gift that Cong Nianwei made today.”

“I don’t know what flavor you like?” Qin Guan’s fingers followed his introduction, pointing to each plate one by one.

“This is traditional honey, this is condensed milk, this is coconut milk, all of which can be used to stir and season, and of course, there are a little red bean and sugar osmanthus, which can be prepared according to your preferences. .”

Following Qin Guan’s introduction, Hilton became more and more obsessed with the movements of his beautiful fingers.

“You made it for me, everything is delicious…”

This child is helpless…

Cong Nianwei, who was opposite, shook her head, poured honey on the tortoise ointment, and sat on the opposite side with a small spoon and ate it beautifully.

On the other hand, Qin Guan mixed a little red bean honey and coconut milk with Hilton, hoping that the rich taste could hide the bitterness of eating this food for the first time.

But when Hilton took over the small bowl that Qin Guan handed over, he knew that he was overthinking. The girl across from him just stared at his face without blinking, and the three or two would be full. A bowl of tortoise ointment ate down my stomach.

You ask her how it tastes?

How did she know that, like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, it was gone in an instant.

“Is it delicious?” The

chicken nodded as if eating rice.

Then came the brightest smile in the world.

The corners of Qin Guan’s eyes curled up, but his eyes were like that, and his eyebrows were so moist and clear.

Let this cool summer also soften a bit.

Seeing that her plan had succeeded, Cong Nianwei couldn’t help but turn her attention back.

“How? This is the final plan?”

“Well, if there is no major problem with the purchasing department, I can’t imagine that our legal counsel will hand over the contract within a week.”

Hilton no longer cares about her, the current price has been It’s close to the original psychological price, and now she doesn’t have too much energy to continue arguing with Cong Nianwei over these three melons.

Because she has more important things to discuss with Qin Guan, UU reading www.

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com In addition to the original agreement to hand over the accounting work of the New York Hilton Hotel to Qin Guan’s company.

When Cong Nianwei on the opposite side satisfactorily put away the gallery’s information, Hilton finally summoned the courage to say the purpose of her visit.

“Mr. Qin Guan, I have an unkind request here. I don’t know if you can agree. Of course, if this matter requires later contact with your agent, I have no opinion.”

Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan opposite For a moment, what about going to the Hilton Hotel to discuss other business?

How did this intervene in the middle of an event?

“It’s like this, I don’t know if you remember, well, just over there at the Hilton Art Market, a painter once handed you a business card?”

“I don’t know which person you’re talking about? It’s every time When I pass this street, I can receive a lot of strange business cards.”

Qin Guan, who was questioned, reluctantly pointed his finger in the direction of the storage box at the corner of the table: “Well, those are the ones I received before. Business cards, I haven’t responded to any of them.” (To be continued.)