"Of course not." Jiang Cheng replied directly.
"Then tell me what you were thinking just now!" Zhao Hai said.
"Do you know that if it weren't for me just now, you would have been dead? The group of monsters in the elevator could have killed you at any time." Zhao Hai continued.
"I know." Jiang Cheng said.
"What? You know? "Zhao Hai's eyes were full of doubts. He immediately said," What do you know? Do you know who they are? "
"Of course!" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.
Suddenly, a figure …
It passed by Jiang Cheng's side.
"Someone is here!" Jiang Cheng's keen perception suddenly captured the figure at that moment, but the person had already passed by him. At this time, what was the use of perceiving it?
In other words, when the figure passed by Jiang Cheng, Zhao Hai was standing next to Jiang Cheng, so he could naturally perceive the figure.
"Who is it?" Zhao Hai asked.
The figure suddenly stopped at the corner in front of him and showed a strange smile in the direction of Jiang Cheng.
"What's going on?" Zhao Hai's doubts arose spontaneously, but it seemed that only Jiang Cheng could answer this doubt.
Because the figure was smiling at Jiang Cheng. Perhaps he knew Jiang Cheng?
Immediately, the figure exerted a little force on the soles of his feet, and like a flash of lightning, he disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage.
"Do you know him?" Zhao Hai turned his gaze to Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look and asked the latter.
"I don't know him." Jiang Cheng hesitated for half a second and replied to Zhao Hai.
"This person's skill is not simple!" Jiang Cheng secretly thought in his heart.
"You don't know him?" Zhao Hai murmured after hearing Jiang Cheng's words.
"Of course I don't know him." After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he was about to push the door and enter.
At this moment, for Jiang Cheng, this figure and the person in the elevator were not important. The most important thing was to establish a cooperative relationship with Dong Zhaocheng.
"What the hell is going on? Tell me! "Zhao Hai then asked Jiang Cheng.
However, the latter did not answer his question. Under Jiang Cheng's force, the door opened a gap.
Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around and reminded Zhao Hai, "Don't mention what happened just now. I will explain it to you in detail later. The most important thing now is Dong Zhaocheng."
"Do you understand?" Jiang Cheng then reminded him.
"Got it." Zhao Hai nodded helplessly and said to Jiang Cheng.
"What is this Jiang Cheng doing? Why is everything that happened today so strange?" Zhao Hai thought of this, and suddenly a drowsiness came from his heart.
Zhao Hai raised his head and patted his mouth with his palm. With the drowsiness, he slowly exhaled from his mouth.
"It is already the middle of the night. I am usually sleeping at this time!" Zhao Hai muttered in his heart.
He lowered his head and looked at the watch in his hand. He seemed to want to determine the specific time. But at the moment when he lowered his head, a palm suddenly grabbed him. The person's palm held Zhao Hai's arm tightly, and then exerted force.
"You …" Zhao Hai wanted to ask what Jiang Cheng was doing, but when he looked around, he found that there were two people sitting in the room.
It was because of these two people that Zhao swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Remember, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Cheng glanced at Zhao Hai and reminded him.
"The two of us are here." Jiang Cheng said directly, "There was a little accident in the elevator just now, so we are late. I am really sorry."
"Don't be so polite. We are all friends. You don't have to care so much about this kind of small thing. We won't blame you." Dong Zhaocheng stood up and said to Jiang Cheng.
"Yes, we won't care so much about this kind of small thing." Amossian Poetry added.
Compared with Dong Zhaocheng, Amossian Poetry was impolite. She didn't stand up from the sofa, but sat in a serious manner. After glancing at Jiang Cheng, she returned to the stack of documents on the table.
"Come on, you two sit down quickly. Let's get down to business." Dong Zhaocheng said to Jiang Cheng.
"Zhao Hai, you go sit over there." Jiang Cheng pointed to a sofa next to Dong Zhaocheng and said to Zhao Hai.
"Why do you want me to go to that sofa? Why don't you go? "Zhao Hai asked.
After hearing Zhao Hai's words, Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly burst with a sharp light. He glared at Zhao Hai.
"Do you still need to ask this kind of question?" Jiang Cheng whispered, as if he was saying it to Zhao Hai. However, judging from Zhao Hai's subsequent reaction, he probably didn't know what Jiang Cheng was talking about.
"No, I want to sit on that sofa. You go sit on the hard sofa." Zhao Hai pushed Jiang Cheng's body away and sat down directly.
"Are you sick?" Jiang Cheng's gaze moved along Zhao Hai's body, and finally stared at Zhao Hai's eyes. At the same time, he muttered, "Who is Amossian Poetry? Aren't you looking for trouble by sitting with her? "
However, Zhao Hai still didn't hear what Jiang Cheng was saying. Zhao Hai thought in his heart, What is this Jiang Cheng trying to say?
Zhao Hai wanted to ask Jiang Cheng directly, but under Dong Zhaocheng's gaze, he swallowed his words without hesitation.
I'd better listen to Jiang Cheng and do what he says. This thought suddenly appeared in Zhao Hai's mind.
If Jiang Cheng proposes to fire me again, wouldn't I be in trouble? It's better not to cause trouble. I must do what Jiang Cheng says. There will definitely be no problem. When Zhao Hai thought of this, he suddenly stood up, gently pushed Jiang Cheng's body, and sat on the sofa next to him.
This process seemed to be relatively slow, but it happened in an instant. After all, they were now in the running-in period before the negotiation. If their behavior was strange, it would definitely make Dong Zhaocheng suspicious.
"You can do it anywhere! Brother Zhao Hai, Brother Jiang Cheng, why do you care so much? "Dong Zhaocheng asked the two people.
"I prefer a softer sofa, or my butt will be uncomfortable." Jiang Cheng replied to Dong Zhaocheng.
"Oh? What's wrong with your butt? Do you have hemorrhoids? "Dong Zhaocheng asked with a tentative tone.
"This …" Jiang Cheng wanted to say something but stopped. There was an awkward expression on his face.
"I got it. Then you can be a soft sofa!" Dong Zhaocheng said with a smile. It seemed that he understood the meaning of Jiang Cheng's expression.
"Fool, so easy to deceive? It seems that my acting skills are still good. "As Jiang Cheng thought about it, he sat down.
He glanced at the table and asked, "What is this information?"
"This is our contract," replied Amossian Poetry.
Immediately, Amossian Poetry took out a piece of information from the table and handed it to Jiang Cheng.
"This is the description of cooperation," said Amossian Poetry.
"What kind of cooperation?" Jiang Cheng replied without hesitation.
"Won't you know when you see it?" replied Amossian Poetry.
"What about me?" On the other side, Zhao Hai suddenly asked. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he also wanted to look at a contract.
Zhao Hai, who went in and out of big occasions on a daily basis, often saw things like contracts, but he never had the opportunity to take a look at it. Now that he finally had the opportunity, of course, he wouldn't let it go.
After all, everyone had curiosity. For Zhao Hai, his greatest curiosity was to see what was in the contract.
"Then I will show you." Dong Zhaocheng, who was sitting next to Zhao Hai, took out a piece of A4 paper from the table and handed it to Zhao Hai.
"What is the content of this?" Zhao Hai asked, puzzled.
"This is the precautions," replied Dong Zhaocheng.
"Precautions?"
"En." After Dong Zhaocheng finished speaking, he directly looked at Jiang Cheng. He thought in his heart, This Jiang Cheng is our partner, and Zhao Hai is just one of Jiang Cheng's underlings. Showing him the contract is useless. Talking to him is simply a waste of time.
"Why is there so little content in it?" After Zhao Hai glanced at the paper, he asked Dong Zhaocheng.
In Zhao Hai's impression, the contract was densely packed with words, but this wasn't the case.
"I remember that there is a signature on the contract. Why isn't it here?" Zhao Hai asked.
Originally hoping to get an answer from Dong Zhaocheng, Zhao Hai, whose eyes were full of doubts, suddenly put down the contract and reached out to take another contract.
"You stop." When Dong Zhaocheng saw this, he stopped Zhao Hai's outstretched arm.
"You can't touch our contract." Dong Zhaocheng said to Zhao Hai.
"But …" Zhao Hai was about to refute, but when he looked up, he found that Jiang Cheng was glaring at him.
"Forget it. Don't talk too much. Just watch from the side." When Zhao Hai saw Jiang Cheng's eyes, the curiosity in his heart suddenly dropped.
For an old man like Zhao Hai, having a stable job was much more important than seeing what was on the contract to satisfy his curiosity.
In other words, in order to keep his job as a bodyguard, Zhao Hai decided to quietly pay attention to their movements. He didn't want to interrupt them.
"Zhao Hai, you must not cause trouble." Jiang Cheng said, and then he looked at the contract.
"No problem. These explanations are acceptable!" Jiang Cheng handed the contract to Amossian Poetry and said to him.
"But what kind of cooperation are they discussing?" Zhao Hai wondered in his heart. "Why didn't the contract that I picked up to look at just now clearly state the content of the transaction …"
On the note, of course, the specific content of the transaction was not written. However, Zhao Hai didn't seem to know this.
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