C20 Lion's Mouth?

That day, he just felt familiar and had to stop the car to take a closer look. But it wasn't clear. Even in his car, he just drove seriously and didn't get a chance to look at her. It was daytime now, and his eyes were not short-sighted. He stared at her for a long time, and suddenly had the feeling that this girl was her from ten years ago.

However, if she was an employee of this company, why would she only come to work at this point? He lifted his wristwatch and saw that it was almost noon. Also, Tian Lan, from the HR Department, had asked for his help that day, but he was not in the company. Was he an employee of a company that had dealings with the company? Yes, that was more likely.

Usually, Zhao Min didn't really like girls wearing this type of black and white dress because he always felt that girls who were the age of four were wasting their time wearing this kind of clothing. And now, watching this figure dressed in commuter attire entering the building, he felt a sense of tranquil beauty. This beauty was so elegant that it was like the black and white keys on a expensive piano, ready to play a magnificent piece of music at any time.

Zhao Min retracted her gaze and felt a burst of excitement in her heart. This world was big, but it was only as small as a needle's nose. Otherwise, how could they have met so quickly? It really was like stepping on broken iron shoes without any place to look. When she came back, she would definitely ask which cooperation unit's employee she was from.

Tang Cheng Han sat on the back seat of the car, comfortably leaning against the leather seat. The faint scent of lavender in the car calmed him a bit, making him close his eyes to think about other things.

Among these hateful reporters, no matter which one he talked about, every question was something he didn't like to hear. One of them even asked him why he hadn't gotten married yet.

"SHIT!" Tang Cheng Han couldn't help but squeeze these words out of his mouth, causing the driver's hand to tremble uncontrollably. Normally, when this unhappy boss said this, he would feel extremely unhappy.

He had to keep his head down and drive his car.

Even though Zhao Min, who sat to his left, knew that Tang Chengghan was disgusted by the reporter at the door, she was extremely annoyed. However, he did not have the leisure to care about the CEO's current mood. He was thinking about how he could find out the origin of that beautiful figure just now. That was the main task he had to do next.

However, the target had already appeared. If he could see clearly now, would he still be able to run?

With this thought in mind, he raised his eyes to look at the pair of eyes that were covered by the sunglasses. He felt slightly proud of himself and thought to himself, "Let's see how you will repay me this time."

Tang Cheng glanced behind his sunglasses at Zhao Min, who had a calm expression and a smile on her lips. She was still holding back her anger. How could this damned brat still be so calm when he was being pursued so relentlessly by those paparazzi? If it weren't for the fact that he was tasked with visiting a few departments and had to visit the first floor, how could he be humiliated by these paparazzi if he got on the train at the door? He always used a private elevator to get to the parking lot.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Min finally noticed the unhappiness in the CEO beside her. He opened the box and habitually smoked two cigarettes. He handed them over to Tang Cheng Han with a smile and said, "CEO, come here, calm down."

The thing that he hated the most in his life was these hooligans who swarmed up his brain to see what he was thinking about. Today, however, he would run into them the moment he stepped out of the door. If he let out a single word of this accidentally, it was unknown how much nonsense he would spout in the newspaper tomorrow. Even though Zhao Min knew what she hated the most, she was still able to laugh as if nothing had happened.

He did not pick up Zhao Min's cigarette, but Zhao Min did not mind. She lit up her own cigarette, and after a moment of silence, she said contentedly, "You can't take these people seriously, this is their job. I also want to know, if everyone in the company has this kind of enthusiasm and initiative, the company's efficiency will increase by more than 30%."

When he heard Zhao Min say "human words", the frost on Tang Cheng Han's face melted slightly.

Zhao Min brushed off the ash on her cigarette and continued, "However, what they asked was the correct answer. You didn't say anything about the fourth and the fifth plot, so I can't help but want to ask, do you want them or not?"

When he got to the point, Tang Cheng Han didn't hold back any longer. He narrowed his eyes and looked in front of him as he indifferently asked, "If we were to bid them all, what do you think are the chances of winning?"

Zhao Min was a little surprised. The cigarette ash between her fingers almost burned her fingers. She hastily threw the nearly burnt cigarette butt into the car's ashtray.

Having expected Zhao Min's reaction, Tang Cheng Han indifferently said, "It's not that I'm asking for an exorbitant price, you should think about it."

Tang Chengghan really did give Zhao Min a difficult problem. Now that the price of housing had risen, the surrounding land prices were like the moon in the sky to the local people. Of course, the price of land would rise along with it. Perhaps there could be another 'King of the Earth' in those lands. Although Senda Corporation was rich and was one of the leading companies in the real estate industry, or one could even call it 'Great Crocodile of the Real Estate', he still had his concerns. Moreover, one by one, new property policies were being introduced, with the core of the effort being to rein in house prices. Simply put, if the price of land could not be lowered and the price of housing could not be raised, then what was the point of the land that they had spent so much effort to obtain? Since they were commercial houses, they should respect the demands of the market. However, seeing house prices continue to rise and people complained, the country had to come up with a series of measures to ease the wounded soul of the people. As a result, although the real estate agent appeared to be in high spirits, his life was not easy to survive. If he was not careful, it would be a disaster for him.

Zhao Min took a deep breath and didn't say anything.

Tong Zimei got off the elevator and entered the office.

A few of the male colleagues in the office saw her and came forward to greet her.

Liao Shawen, who was sitting in the large French window, also raised his head and saw Tong Zimei take her seat. When Tong Zi saw her boss looking at her, she couldn't help but smile and greet him.

Tong Zimei's smile, which was no different from usual, made Liao Shawen's heart skip a beat. Immediately after that, his heartbeat quickened, and he couldn't help but form a smile on his lips as a response.

Tong Zi Mei sat down as usual and started to tidy up the things on the table. On the table, there was a slip of paper that had been left behind by Liao Shawen a long time ago. On it, he had given Tong Zimei the task he wanted to complete today.