The next day, Ren Jingxi woke up very early.

It was only around six o'clock.

This is a guest room in the East Courtyard of Maoer Hutong.

Last night, I mustered up the courage to stay, but I had no desires, but I couldn't help it. Then, there was nothing more. When I was sent away late at night, there was only Chen Qing left beside him, and a girl deliberately showed a proud expression, looking very angry.

I know he likes to do things randomly, but it seems that he is suddenly not interested in women.

That's right.

Maybe I have had enough fun and started to calm down.

Just a little aggrieved.

Why can't you start collecting it from yourself? Wait, bad guy.

After dressing, I went to the bookstore in Juzhong Garden courtyard.

Familiar with your own experience.

After reconciling with Mo Wuling, I didn’t come here many times on weekdays, but also quite a few.

Unexpectedly, Qin Buzui was already here, and he was casually tilting on the sofa in the first floor compartment, holding the book "Shan Hai Jing" in his hand. When he saw her coming in, he smiled and greeted: "It's morning."

"Good morning," Ren Jingxi nodded and quietly looked at Qin Buzui's expression. Seeing that she didn't seem to be disappointed, she couldn't help but tempted: "It's such a cold day, get up so early?"

Qin Buzui made her unexpectedly straightforward and smiled: "It's only one person in the bed, not warm."

The mansion has the best heating equipment, which is naturally a joke.

However, Qin Buzui was also frank, because he was unhappy last night and got up early because he was unhappy.

Ren Jingxi suddenly felt sick and felt very unhappy.

However, although the two of them were very close, they did not mean to find someone to keep warm with each other. Qin Buzui, who was lazily lying on the soft collapse in the small room, did not invite him, so he pointed upstairs: "I'll go find a book."

Qin Buzui nodded and did not speak to keep him.

Ren Jingxi came to the second floor of the bookstore, wandered between the bookshelf for a while, and picked up a book called "Myths, Legends and Folk Story". I didn't forget what happened last night, and I planned to start the establishment of the animation department of Huanzhu Film and Television immediately today. There happened to be this book, so let's look for it in advance.

He sat at the clinic desk with the book and turned on the computer casually.

After the screen lights up, something comes to mind.

This year's four major fashion weeks still open first in New York, on February 18, the third day of the first lunar month.

In order to go to New York, it was obvious that I had not lived much for many years, but the person came to China. I wonder if she would feel as aggrieved when she heard the news as if she was driven to stay alone in the empty room last night.

Things about Mo Wuling.

No one is a fool. Perhaps even Zhu Momo felt his aunt's special affection for that man and a bad fate. However, she also found that he was quite restrained in this matter.

Complex man.

Calculate the time, it was still around 5:00 in New York the day before, and it was Friday again. Zhu Momo was definitely preparing for the evening show, so he didn't contact him.

But I remembered that when Chen Qing talked about a new song about a man when she was chatting after supper: "Born Like Summer Flowers".

Ren Jingxi felt that it was even better than "Those Flowers" and more in line with her taste. However, someone who was already blind must like it more, so she thought that she might email her lyrics and music later.

There are still some regrets.

He said he planned to make a documentary about logging in Mount Everest and using this song as the theme song. Ren Jingxi was very rude to ask for the project, but failed.

Because she plans to co-produce both China and the United States, her "workshop" looks too small.

Actually not small.

When my thoughts come to things like big and big, I can't help but think of the other women who appeared last night. That... was too big. I really don't know where the evil man was found, and I couldn't help thinking sourly that he would definitely sag if he took off his clothes and would not look good.

OK, just sour.

It must have taken hard work to maintain it, and it doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not. Therefore, the figure is really good-looking.

In this way, I was flipping through the book in a mess, and I opened my work email to take notes. I don’t know how long it took, footsteps came from behind me. I turned my head and said, “Ms. Ren, the boss and the others are having breakfast in Fanglou. Are you coming?”

Then I glanced at the time and it was almost eight o'clock.

I agreed, saved the notes and emails, turned off the computer, and put them back into the book, and then went downstairs.

The house is very lively.

In addition to a certain man and Chen Qing with a rosy complexion, there is also the American girl Jill Pector who lives here, her follower Zhao Annie, Li Youhu and Teacher Yu, and Qin Buzui.

Those big and eye-catching girls did not show up.

If he has a conscience, otherwise everyone will be too stimulating.

As last night, I still didn't talk about anything serious about breakfast. Obviously, many things he came here were impossible to talk to them, but they talked about the film and television entertainment industry.

It has benefited a lot.

As he said, the film and television industry in China is actually not short of talents, creativity, but only concepts. Moreover, many ideas are just a layer of window paper. Once they are opened, they will immediately make people suddenly enlightened.

It's right to think about it.

For example, the schedule ideas that have been quickly established in recent years are only a New Year holiday, but after this concept is determined, the entire industry has become much more transparent and has begun to learn from one example.

I am just sorry that he cannot stay here in China for a few more days.

After breakfast, Simon bid farewell to the women at the Maoer Hutong Mansion and set off again. This time Chen Qing accompanied her, and the next stop in Seoul, South Korea.

Inside the cabin of the Boeing 767.

When the plane took off, Chen Qing was busy making coffee, brought some fruits and came to the study in the front cabin.

He put the tray on his boss' desk, poured a cup of coffee and delivered it to the man's hand, held a plate of fruit and squeezed it into his boss's arms, glanced at the Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment equity transfer information he was flipping through, and gave an apple to his boss's mouth, but said another thing: "I think I will definitely get pregnant this time."

Simon ate the apple and smiled and said, "Then you have achieved your wish."

Chen Qing laughed a few times and then said, "Boss, please think of a name for our baby?"

Simon turned the information in front of him and said, "Let's talk about it when you're sure."

Chen Qing didn't rush and asked, "By the way, boss, the one in Asu's belly, do you want a name?"

Simon nodded: "Lin Zhou."

Chen Qing opened her beautiful eyes, tilted her head and thought it was pretty good, but then she was surprised: "Boss, why is it a single word? Moreover, although it sounds very nice, it seems to be a little worse than Qianshu?"

Simon smiled and said, "It was originally two words. Xiao Su thought the name was too big and a little old-fashioned, so she changed it to the word "Zhou". Everyone thought it was good."

"Two words?" Chen Qing thought about it, but unexpectedly asked, "What was it?"

"Spring and Autumn, Lin Chunqiu."

Chen Qing blinked and nodded, "This is indeed a bit big, but Lin Chunqiu and Lin Chunqiu are not old-fashioned, they are very domineering."

Simon wrapped his slender waist around the woman in his arms and said, "It's all good. From ancient times to the present, it is called "Zhou", which just corresponds to the two words "Spring and Autumn". Isn't China a name and a word "Zhongqiu"? In the future, it will be Lin Zhou, whose name is "Chunqiu".

"Ha, I don't care about this now, I only have a name," Chen Qing laughed and asked another one he cared about: "Where is the English name?"

"Lucas," Simon said: "Lucas Lin Westeros."

"It seems, it's very different."

Simon smiled and said, "This is the case with English names. They are too rare and may be regarded as the names of kittens and puppies."

Chen Qing was ummy and agreed, stroking her lower abdomen, looking forward to it more, but she stopped talking more, turned to the documents the man was looking through, and said, "I gave up 30% of the shares. Now I think about it, but there will definitely be no more trouble in the future. In addition, the merger between Lenovo and Zhuoyue has been approved internally and will be approved recently. I have to say that the boss's idea is more right. In China, we only take one of the shares we can get."

Simon happened to find the detailed files of some names involved behind the relevant equity. He just browsed it roughly and could basically confirm that there will be no trouble in the future. He also told him: "Don't put too much pressure on profit sharing. According to the shareholding ratio, the amount should be as much as you should."

"I remember."

"Also, if something happens in the future, don't neglect the relevant equity and leave it to the upper level in China for processing," Simon continued to explain: "However, we must not let go of control, otherwise the entire company will give up completely."

Chen Qing nodded again.

In fact, I know that my boss’s original idea was to allocate part of the state-owned assets to China.

However, this may be the most beneficial to the Chinese country. People with a little bit of brains must understand it. However, the problem is, how can the country's money be profitable?

Chen Qing thought so and then said, "Also, no one has any objections to the listing, and they hope to be listed in the United States."

Of course Simon had no objection. He chose the United States. Perhaps he was thinking about the high sky and the emperor was far away, but the other side of the ocean was completely his territory. Although he didn't plan to do anything, just pretending that he had not had this batch of shares, it was extremely convenient to do anything: "Then let's operate as soon as possible, and take advantage of the end of this technology bull market."

Chen Qing agreed again.

Simon remembered Lenovo and Excellence just now, and paused, but he still didn't say anything. After all, Lenovo's line, with the skills of a girl in her arms, would definitely be able to manage it well, and he didn't need to explain anything specifically. Moreover, from Simon's current position, Lenovo is of course very pleasing.

Chen Qing looked at her boss who had finished reading the documents in her hand and changed another internal document about China's upcoming reopening of the insurance industry. She couldn't help but chase and asked, "Boss, I found something."

"Um?"

"On the other side of Asu, Heaven Online is obviously very popular, why is no one asking for equity in her?"

Simon smiled and his big hand slid down, stroking Chen Qing's belly: "Because of this."

Chen Qing was pointed out by her boss and immediately reacted.

Because Lin Su has children.

It's that simple.

Thinking about it, Simon's favor for China is a relationship that the authorities' upper-level officials care very much. Under such a background, no matter how stupid those people are, they will not dare to rob Lin Su and his son of things, otherwise they would seem too bullying.

Is Simon Westeros easy to bully?

Of course it is impossible.

If your boss feels disgusted by China, it will be even more unworthy, and many people will even be unlucky.

In comparison, although everyone knows the capital behind the scenes in Suzhou, the "business" is just "business". Whether it agrees or refuses, Simon Westeros would not make a big fuss about such a small matter, otherwise she would seem too disgraceful.

After thinking through these things, Chen Qing felt aggrieved: "Boss, I want to have a baby too."
Chapter completed!