Chapter 489
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The next morning.
Tokyo, Hotel.
Dong Xuebing was woken up by his phone. It was a Fen Zhou City staff calling to inform him that the bus had arrived, and they will gather at the hotel entrance in an hour. Dong Xuebing looks at his watch. It's 6 am. Dong Xuebing knew he is in a rush, and the City Leaders should be arriving before noon. The venue must be ready before then. He yawned and got out of bed to wash up.
Ding Dong … ding dong … the doorbell rang.
Luo Haiting entered the room when Dong Xuebing opened the door. "Chief."
Sister Luo had changed into the clothes she bought with Dong Xuebing yesterday. It's very trendy and is not something a woman in her forties should wear. But … it's not ugly. Luo Haiting is really suited to this bright red and green outfit.
Dong Xuebing mumbled to himself with his toothbrush in his mouth and signaled Luo Haiting to wait for a while. After that, he entered the bathroom and rinsed his mouth.
Dong Xuebing was surprised to see Luo Haiting helping him fold his blanket.
Elder Sister Luo carefully folded the quilt bit by bit and even laid out the bedsheets.
Dong Xuebing smiled. "Sister Luo, it's fine. Someone will clean up the hotel later. You …"
Luo Haiting turned to Dong Xuebing and smiled. "I had troubled you at customs yesterday, and I am really sorry. You must let me show my gratitude. Haha …"
"Sigh … why are you still thinking about that?" Dong Xuebing waved his hand and took out a cigarette. "I had said no one can guarantee that we will meet again. Don't mind it."
Luo Haiting took out her lighter and lit the cigarette for Dong Xuebing. But when she turned her body to light the cigarette, her breasts pressed against Dong Xuebing's right shoulder and arm. Dong Xuebing felt his arm is in a bottomless ocean.
It's itchy, soft, and warm.
Dong Xuebing is used to Luo Haiting's' carelessness. 'Although his heart is racing, he did not show it on his face.
"Thank you." Dong Xuebing lit a cigarette and waited for the soft sensation on his arm to fade away. He then told Luo Haiting about the work arrangements. "When we reach the venue, put up the flyers and brochures. Although our County is not the main focus of this event, we must not slack off. If there is a chance, we must communicate with the foreign businessmen."
Luo Haiting sat beside him, nodding as she took out a small notebook to record.
The notebook was written on her thighs. Maybe Sister Luo did it on purpose, but the lace and folds on the skirt were not smooth, which affected her handwriting. Luo Haiting gently lifted the skirt and pulled it down to her thighs. Then, she pressed the notebook on her thighs and began to record. Her thighs were exposed, and the long skirt became a miniskirt.
Dong Xuebing felt jealous and cleared his throat.
Luo Haiting pretended not to hear him and continued to write on her thighs.
After discussing work, Luo Haiting suddenly looks up. "Oh, Chief. I had arranged that drunk man to stay in Zhang Fan's room. He had woken up when I came over earlier."
Dong Xuebing nodded. "Is he one of the participants of this investment fair?"
"I don't think so. I heard from Zhang Fan that he is from a government agency and should be here on a business trip."
"Alright. I will go and take a look later."
As they were chatting, the doorbell rang.
Dong Xuebing looked at Luo Haiting's exposed thighs and hesitated for a while before opening the door.
He saw Zhang Fan and that middle-aged man in his fifties standing at the door.
"Chief, you are awake?" Zhang Fan asked.
Dong Xuebing nodded. "I will be at the venue in half an hour. Inform Xiao Yu to get ready."
"Yes." Hearing that, Zhang Fan looked at Luo Haiting, who was sitting in the room, and left after saying goodbye.
Dong Xuebing turned to look and was amused by Sister Luo. Within a few seconds, Luo Haiting's dress had returned to normal. Her long skirt covered her knees, and her thighs were no longer visible. She was holding a lot of documents and promotional materials in her hands, and she teleported to a small sofa in front of Dong Xuebing.
This Sister Luo …
He shook his head and turned to look at the middle-aged man. Last night, he and Luo Haiting had brought Zhang Fan to the hotel, and this middle-aged man should have stayed in Zhang Fan's room for the night. He looks good now, and even though he is over 50 years old, he should be a handsome man in his younger days. He is a totally different person from yesterday when he was drunk.
"Hi." Dong Xuebing extended his hand. "Last night, you …"
"I heard from Xiao Zhang." The middle-aged man shook Dong Xuebing's hand. "Young man, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have slept by the roadside."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Don't mention it. We are all from China, and it's nothing."
"My name is Liu Chenlong. How should I address you?"
Since Dong Xuebing still has time, he stepped aside to let Liu Chenlong enter the room. He wants to know more about this man and why he looks so familiar. "I'm Dong Xuebing."
Luo Haiting kept her documents and said. "Chief Dong, I will go back to prepare."
"Ok. Don't forget the meeting time."
After Luo Haiting left, Liu Chenlong smiled and passed a cigarette to Dong Xuebing. "I heard from Xiao Zhang that you all are from Yan Tai County?"
Dong Xuebing took the cigarette. "Yes. We are from the Investment Promotion Agency."
"Fen Zhou City? I had worked there in the past."
"Oh? You are … "
"I am from the power company, but I am not in Fen Zhou City now. I am here on a business trip. I got separated from my colleagues last night and went out for a drink. That's why I ended up like this." Liu Chenlong pointed upstairs. "I am also staying in this hotel. I will be upstairs with you."
Dong Xuebing's heart skipped a beat. He had also worked in Fen Zhou City before? This man looks familiar, and it should not be a coincidence. But Liu Chenlong … power company … I don't remember him. Also, I don't have any impression of him. Could it be that this man looks like someone I met in the past? That's why I feel he looks familiar. After all, there are too many people in China, and it's not strange to have a few people who look alike. Dong Xuebing stopped thinking about this man's face and started chatting with him.
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