Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Gan Qi said nothing.

He seemed to be hesitating.

Tao Xixi acted as a competent matchmaker, "Don't dwell on the agreement, it's just a piece of paper! If the gentleman can give you a car, it means that you have more or less entered his heart."

You know, if a man doesn't like a woman, he won't even bother to say anything, let alone give her a car?

Gan Qi was silent for a long time and then said: "You don't understand the details. On the way back from picking up the car today, he had a sullen face, as if he was very unhappy. I can't take this car with peace of mind."

I originally thought about giving half of it to Mr. Meng, but after this chat, I thought it would be better to give it all back to him.

Tao Xixi knows what it means to have a best friend, no reward for no merit.

Besides, she knew that Gan Qi had always been strong, and accepting a man's things for no reason would be a public criticism.

Besides, the Beetle that originally cost hundreds of thousands now only costs 6. Even if all 6 is returned to Mr. Meng, it would still be a waste!

"Well, since he is on guard against you, you have to prove that you have no intentions towards him."

"but……"

Tao Xixi still had a naughty smile on her face, "Time flies so fast, you must seize it and try to develop a relationship with him!"

"You don't know. Nowadays, many men are ugly and have weird personalities. If Mr. Meng is willing to give you a chance to try, you should take advantage of it."

Tao Xixi thought to herself: If it were her, she would have signed 100 agreements without fail.

She will use all means to win over the other party within the agreed time!

Humph.

Gan Qi smiled slightly and said, "Well, I will try to get along well with him."

But she doesn't use this strange perfume.

Over there, Meng Yan was always surrounded by low pressure.

The moment they walked into the company building, everyone was silent.

None of us are blind. When we saw Mr. Meng's sullen face from a distance, we knew that a storm was coming.

"Isn't the video conference with James scheduled for 9 o'clock tomorrow? Why is it suddenly moved forward?"

He scolded Qin Feng coldly.

"Sorry, Mr. Meng, there was a mistake in the meeting minutes. James is in the southern hemisphere now and there is a time difference. The colleague in charge did not have time to make notes."

Meng Yan glared at him fiercely, he had made mistakes in such a small matter after working for so many years.

Qin Feng kept his head down, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Meng."

Fortunately, the content of the meeting was not complicated. After a brief video chat, Meng Yan and James ended the 20-minute cross-hemisphere meeting.

Everyone was terrified because something had gone so wrong.

Everyone kept their heads down and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of accidentally offending the black-faced CEO.

Meng Yan was usually serious enough, but today he was obviously suppressing his anger. He didn't know who provoked him.

The air was so cold it felt like it was freezing.

The assistants left one by one, and Meng Yan sat at his desk and looked at the information.

The words Gan Qi said on the car kept swirling in his mind.

Does she plan to leave as soon as the time is up?

Not even a hint of reluctance was shown.

Meng Yan's fingers pinched the document tighter and tighter, and he took a deep breath and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Hey, big brother."

Looking up, it was Meng Tinghao.

My cousin, who is usually carefree, wore a shirt today, but he still couldn't cover up his look of not doing his job properly.

"Why haven't you come home so late?" Meng Yan asked his cousin.

Meng Tinghao's face was quite proud, "As the eldest brother's younger brother, I will definitely not get off work until you get off work. I want to learn from eldest brother."

Logically speaking, Meng Tinghao does not need to participate in the meeting, and the management position given to him is close to a virtual one, just in name only.

He had nothing to do.

I saw Meng Tinghao enter the eldest brother's office with a flattering and flattering smile.

"Brother, I have performed really well recently. If you don't believe me, ask the other directors."

Meng Yan was too lazy to pay attention to his naive brother, "Whatever happened, just tell me."

After all, it was the elder brother who understood the younger brother. Meng Tinghao stretched out his little hand and patted his elder brother's shoulder like a palace maid in TV dramas.

"Brother, I recently saw a new yacht..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yan raised his eyes, his cold eyes like a sword blade scraping across his cousin's face.

Meng Tinghao suddenly got goosebumps, and the hand that hit his shoulders shook.

"Big brother."

His eyes were pitiful, like a puppy begging for charity.

Meng Yan's face was solemn: "I think you look like a yacht!"

Meng Tinghao swallowed back the second half of the sentence, "I just looked good and didn't want to buy it."

"Brother, did you have a fight with your sister-in-law?"