Chapter 1003: Haruka Yoseo (6)

The Crown Hotel is not a kind of high-rise building, but a very stylish hotel with a large outdoor area, mainly for weddings and banquets.
Huacan went to talk over there, but soon ran into trouble.
But when Chuzheng said that when Chuzheng said that he could increase the price at will, Huacan was relieved to talk again.
Huacan did a good job this time.
Chuzheng picked a lucky day-the night black wind was high to sign the contract.
After all, she still has to maintain the imprisoned helpless, weak and poor image, otherwise the ghost knows where she is going to find her good person card.
In addition to the boss, there were several managers of the Crown Hotel.
When I first signed the Zhengzheng, I remembered that the original owner is still some time away from adulthood.
"You sign for me." Chu Zheng looked at Hua Can.
Huacan: "??"
Everyone at the Crown Hotel: "..."
Huacan somehow owns a hotel.
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Chu Zheng didn't take what Uncle Bai said before to his heart at all. It was when Uncle Bai came to invite her that day, she suddenly remembered.
"Can you not go?"
"Miss Song, the car is already waiting for you."
It just doesn't work.
People are under the eaves-it is impossible to bow your head, but you can give a face.
Chuzheng went to change his clothes.
When I brought clothes that didn't seem to have any distinctive features, the effect was immediately apparent on the upper body.
White base, embroidery as embellishment, the dust is elegant, the design is ingenious, and it reveals a little clear nobleness.
The irregular skirt is embellished with fine embroidery with gold silk, and it is covered with a thin layer of gauze. It rises back when walking, with a hazy fairy air.
"It's pretty pretty."
Uncle Bai smiled gently at the back: "Miss Song has a good temperament, and it just fits this dress."
Chu Zheng glanced at him.
Listen to what people say.
People line up clothes, not clothes line up people.
This housekeeper is mine.
Chu Zheng wondered to himself how to make him jump.
Chuzheng changed his clothes and was taken to do modeling.
The original owner has a good background, and was a little rough when he received it.
But for the sake of the Song family's face, Song's mother gave a lot of things.
In addition to the time in the villa, the original owner is actually very beautiful.
So the stylist is very relaxed.
Chuzheng did not expect that the place to go would be the Crown Hotel.
No wonder the asked her to buy this place before.
Today is Song Boxue’s birthday.
The Song family just came back from the blow, and desperately needed such an opportunity to win contacts.
There were a lot of people here, and people came in and out of the hotel.
I just don't know if there are more people who come to watch the excitement or have other plans.
"Miss Song, this is a gift."
Uncle Bai handed the prepared gift to Chu Zheng.
"What gift to give him." Chu Zheng didn't pick it up, and looked at the gate of Song's house: "I'm here to give him face."
Uncle Bai smiled: "Miss Song, this is the husband who asked you to give it to you."
Chu Zheng stared at the box.
Not big.
square.
It's well wrapped.
I couldn't see what was inside, Chuzheng took it and squeezed it down, not too heavy.
Chu Zheng held the box and looked at Uncle Bai, the universal housekeeper: "Otherwise we will put a time bomb on him to scare him?"
Uncle Bai's mouth twitched.
Chu Zheng's serious face is obviously not a joke!
It felt like she would put a time bomb in it as soon as he nodded.
"Miss Song, please go in quickly. We are waiting for you outside. Hold this phone. If there is any danger, you can contact us."
Chuzheng didn't say anything, he took the phone, and at the same time he handed over an invitation card.
I don't know which eighteenth line character is written in the name of the invitation, and I have never heard of it.
But this is just a cutscene, with no practical effect.
Chu Zheng felt that he could actually brush his face.
After all, this face looks exactly like Song Yanran.
But the person at the door was from the hotel and didn't know her.
Chuzheng gave the invitation card before going in.
"Miss Song?"
A man ran into the door, and the man called her in surprise: "Hey, look at me, you should be called Mr. Song."
Although the hotel was transferred to the one called Hua Can, it was Miss Song that had obviously funded it.
"Ok."
Chu Zheng remembered him, the manager of the hotel, Chu Zheng nodded to say hello.
"You are here..."
Chuzheng photographed the box indifferently without making a sound.
Ideally, the one who is booking here today is the Song family, and Ms. Song is the same surname. Suddenly, he thought a few times: "Mr. Song is you?"
"You talk a lot."
manager:"……"
I just want to flatter!
The manager didn't dare to say any more, and personally brought Chuzheng in.
Someone greeted her on the road, and Chuzheng should feel at ease.
Chu Zheng just swaggered into it as the Song family eldest.
But when Song Boxue, who was in the crowd, saw Chu Zheng, his face changed in shock.
But before Song Bo came to learn, he was preempted by others.
"Yan Ran? When did you come back?" The girl who came over was surprised with surprise.
There is no such person in the original owner's memory, so Song Yanran probably knew him.
The manager was very witty and didn't say anything. The girl who talked glanced at the manager, thinking that today is Song Boxue's field, it is no surprise that the manager is next to her, focusing on Chu Zheng.
"I heard that you have something to go abroad, the school has asked for leave, we can not contact you, we are still worried about you. Hey, today you come back to live with your dad?"
"Yeah." Chu Zheng responded casually.
"I……"
"Yan Ran." Song Boxue intervened.
"Uncle Song." The girl swallowed back immediately and greeted Song Boxue.
Song Boxue smiled: "Yan Ran, come with me."
Song Boxue wanted to pull Chuzheng and was avoided by Chuzheng, but she walked over there, Song Boxue had to withdraw her hand.
When he reached the corner, Song Boxue immediately attacked: "Song Chuzheng, what are you doing here?"
When he saw her, Song Boxue thought it was Song Yanran sneaking in, but upon closer inspection, he found that this person was not Song Yanran at all.
"He Sheng." Chu Zheng's voice was cold, and he passed the box: "Mr. Yu gave it to you."
Hearing the three words of Mr. Yu, Song Boxue was full of agitation, falling down in a cold sweat.
"Mr. Yu didn't find it?" Song Boxue asked in a low voice, like a thief.
Chu Zheng also felt that Song Bo was quite talented.
Don’t you have the courage to do it?
Why are you so confused now.
But think about it, sometimes people do things with momentum, and then they regret and fear afterwards.
But what's the use?
All have been done.
Chu Zheng stretched out his hand, clicked on the box, then retracted his hand and put it around his chest, looking at him indifferently.
Song Boxue was very uncomfortable by Chuzheng.
This country has raised a daughter for more than ten years. At this moment, the stranger scared him.
Even if he is his own flesh and blood, he has not been raised by his side for more than ten years, so naturally he has no feelings.
Especially after Song Yanran was bullied by her for a few times, Song Boxue didn't have a good face to her.