Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Commuting is too hard.

The girl who holds one-third of the land in City B and China's youngest major general are standing on the side of the street and discussing how to deal with the heavy traffic and how to go to work easily.

Major General Feng also thought of buying a house in a down-to-earth manner.

This sudden suggestion made Boss Qin, who was always slick, not know whether to nod or shake his head. After thinking about it, he suddenly understood.

"Hehe, you don't need to compare me with ordinary office workers. After all, I don't stay in the company all day." Qin Qing lowered her eyes and chuckled, staring at the work card in the other party's hand with a pair of big black and white eyes. Suddenly, there was an illusion that the two of them were just ordinary people in the corner of the city, living an ordinary life.

Seeing that the man insisted, Qin Qing no longer refused, and the estrangement that had not been seen for many days seemed to be wiped away little by little with the contact.

The black jeep took a trail in the city center and drove to the suburbs, and finally arrived at the resort.

When Qin Qing came here to meet Liu Gu before, he had heard that most of the dignitaries held secret talks here, but judging from Feng Yan's familiarity with the road, it was obvious that he had come in and out of here not once or twice.

In addition to the single-family villas in the villa, there are many themed restaurants with different styles. The wind at night brings a touch of coolness. The two of them went to the top floor of the revolving restaurant. Dye a touch of warm color.

"Eat more." Parent Feng's consistent rule at the dining table is to feed more food, and try to make the child eat as much as possible.

But after having the terrifying experience of two bowls of chicken soup, Qin Qing behaved this time, and declared in advance: "My appetite is actually not much."

The implication is to refuse extra meals and refuse extra feeding.

Feng Yan had just cut a piece of steak and wanted to pass it over, but he had no choice but to give up. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sharp-edged facial features softened a bit in the warm color, and even his voice warmed up a bit, "I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Qin Qing stopped what she was doing, raised her eyes and looked over, seeing the expressionless face, the corners of her mouth twitched faintly.

She really didn't see that it was a happy expression.

But the other party continued bluntly: "This is the first time you have discussed things with me."

The deep and magnetic voice vibrates the warm yellow air and gently sends it into the listener's ears. The ending sound is like a hook pulling people's heart.

At that moment, Qin Qing's heart suddenly missed a beat, and then a spontaneous warmth flowed into his limbs and bones. Before he could stop his smile, he climbed up his eyebrows, and his voice followed softly: " You like to ask for trouble so much, you should know that what I talk about is usually not a trivial matter."

This is the first time that someone is happy to see someone come to the door because of trouble. In the previous life, Qin Qing ran the Qin family, and in this life, he was in charge of the night gang. He was always cleaning up the mess for others. But it is excellent.

"I will try my best." After serious thinking, Feng Yan gave the answer solemnly.

The more she got to know her better, Qin Qing realized that the man's cruelty was actually just a bad word. Maybe it was because he grew up in the army when he was a child, and he was much better than his peers, which led to some lack of communication and expression. But after getting acquainted, this People's frankness will be like magma ironing her heart all the time.

This kind of straightforwardness and sincerity is something she has forgotten for many years.

So facing such a sincerity, Qin Qing felt more and more difficult to speak, and after circling the words in his mouth for a long time, he whispered: "I need funds."

The pre-prepared excuses and subterfuges were swallowed, and only a few short words remained. This request seemed insincere.

"How much?" Feng Yan asked in a deep voice, remembering that the girl's hands would get tired after drawing the design for a day, so she replaced the cut steak.

Qin Qing stared down at the shredded steak neatly placed on the disc, tightened her fingertips on the knife and fork, and said clearly as if she had made up her mind: "Fifty million."

That was the shortfall of what she could mobilize, but it was still a lot of money, enough to redesign a large playground downtown.

However, "Well, I'll write a check after dinner." Feng Yan didn't even raise his brows, and concentrated on cutting the steak, as if the things on the plate were more valuable than fifty million.

Qin Qing was immediately dumbfounded. Seeing the other party's calm expression and no longer intending to continue asking questions, the courage brewed in her heart almost turned into an internal injury.

As long as the other party asked one more reason, she was already ready to tell the whole story, "Feng Yan, I..."

"Eat first, it's cold." The other party raised his hand to interrupt, signaling that the steak on her plate was cold and tasteless.

"..." Qin Qing had never hated steak so much for a moment.

The longer a lie is hidden, the more difficult it is to reveal it. Especially when she knew that a man would disagree with her actions, it took more courage for Qin Qing to confess.

The so-called vigorous efforts, then decline and exhaustion.

The momentum had already been lost the first time, so Qin Qing had to hastily pack up the food and prepare to confess for the second time.

But Feng Yan, who grew up in the army, moved too fast. Just as the knife and fork on the opposite side was put down, the conversation changed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Recently, have you gotten very close to Song Ruye from the Ye Gang?"

Men have always been reticent, and if they can open their mouths to mention it, it is definitely not nonsense, so as soon as Song Ruye uttered the three words, the string in Qin Qing's mind became tense again.

"Well, there are frequent movements in the casino." She wiped the corners of her mouth lightly with a handkerchief, then tried her best to adjust the rhythm of her breathing with small movements, and said casually, "What's wrong?"

This wasn't the first time they talked about the Night Gang, but it was the first time for Song Ruye.

As the sun set, the light outside the window gradually dimmed. The dining room was replaced with an orange chandelier, but the light was no longer warm.

Feng Yan's brows were a bit serious, "She killed many people in City B recently, and her methods were cruel. She is an extremely dangerous person. I hope you can keep a distance from her."

Without any extra verbal buffer or any euphemistic words, the man's answer was like a sharp bayonet, with cold air from the blade, piercing into the heart at once, and even the blood froze in an instant.

Qin Qing couldn't control her expression for a long time, she just pinched the handkerchief and looked at the man opposite him dully, feeling that the temperature in her limbs was quickly taken away.

Sensing her strangeness, Feng Yan squeezed the corners of his mouth, and finally added in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't find her head for the time being, I'm afraid she will hurt you."

After all, this is his child's friend, he didn't think it would be difficult for a girl to be caught in the middle.

But in fact, that Song Ruye, who was killing people in city B, was sitting opposite him at this moment.