Song Qingyu also agreed with his proposal, thinking that he was afraid that he would never come back here again, and said silently: "Farewell, Song Qingyu."
She is now in Bai Qingyu, Song Qingyu is gone.
After leaving the teacher's school, both of them felt a little depressed. Lan Jinglong himself was immersed in sentimentality, and did not realize that Song Qingyu's mood was not right, especially when she was sitting in the back after getting on the locomotive, and he couldn't see it again.
"Where are you going now?" Lan Jinglong asked.
Song Qingyu frowned.
Tomorrow will have an exam. Besides, the deadline given by Mo Beiyan can't be delayed, so I must find Mo Beiyan today. She can only try her luck: "Go to the International Building."
"Look for Mo Beiyan?" Lan Jinglong asked, with the accelerator already on his hand.
Song Qingyu replied when the speed was not fast, "No way, you are innocent, I can't drag you into the water, can I?"
To say that the appearance of Lan Jinglong was indeed a coincidence. It happened that at this sensitive period when she wanted to draw a clear line with Mo Beiyan, if Lan Jinglong was sacrificed, it would be a cannon fodder.
Mo Beiyan tied the matter to Lan Jinglong and didn't even think about it. Lan Jinglong was not the fundamental problem between them.
Their identities are destined not to be too close, and they may not hurt him too much, but she doesn't want to bet this life on men.
When he arrived at the building, Lan Jinglong asked if he wanted to accompany him. How dare Song Qingyu? Just tell him to go.
Song Qingyu could not go upstairs without an appointment, and could only wait for Mo Beiyan to return to the company in the lobby on the first floor.
Unexpectedly, he did wait, but he was not alone.
Mo Beiyan returned to the company at about two o'clock, with a beauty by his side.
For a beautiful woman, you can call her a beauty, but the one next to Mo Beiyan, you will definitely exclaim: Beauty!
Because she is really beautiful, she is the kind of beauty that the whole person can't find fault with 360 degrees without dead ends, high-end atmosphere, if one point is added, one point is long and one point is reduced, and the short one is she-the first lady in Jiangcheng , Ye Bingqing.
Ye Bingqing's face was talking and laughing, while Mo Beiyan was always cold.
Song Qingyu didn't want to run into Ye Bingqing at all, but she was only looking for Mo Beiyan at this time. After he went upstairs, she couldn't go up. Lan Jinglong was afraid it would be over if he missed the opportunity. Therefore, she could only bite the bullet and walked over and said hello: "Young Master Mo."
Mo Beiyan didn't expect Song Qingyu to come. He frowned slightly and asked, "Is something wrong with me?"
"Well, I want to talk to you about something." Song Qingyu felt Ye Bingqing's gaze set on her body, and she calmly let Ye Bingqing look at herself.
Mo Beiyan was about to say "no time", but when Song Qingyu's eyes flashed, he magically understood her meaning. If he doesn't give a chance to talk, the little girl is afraid that she will lose her temper again.
But, this is, how can the majesty of his Mo Beiyan be provoked
So he still said: "Sorry, I don't have time now."
Hearing this, Song Qingyu saw a fleeting smile in Ye Bingqing's eyes, and quickly and quickly restored the original indifferent, as if it had never changed.
Song Qingyu didn't talk nonsense, took a deep look at him, then nodded very wittily, and said, "Well, then I'll leave first."
After speaking, he turned around and took the phone out of his pocket.
Mo Beiyan glanced at her and saw what she had operated on the phone, because he couldn't see clearly because of the distance.
Not long after, Song Qingyu had already walked out of the door of the building, and it happened that a taxi drove to get off the guests under the arcade, and Song Qingyu got into the car.
"Young Master Mo?" Ye Bingqing just expressed satisfaction with Mo Beiyan's attitude, but found that his gaze had been fixed on a woman for too long, especially that girl was still very young, and she looked like an underage. Very distinctive. And the figure... a perfect nine-headed body!
She could even feel that the man passing by the girl could not help but take another look.
Mo Beiyan came back to his senses and said, "Let's go up."
"Good." Ye Bingqing smiled.
Mo Beiyan continued: "Although you are the daughter of the Secretary of State, you have your own company system. You come to work..."
"I know, work is work, life is life, I can tell." Ye Bingqing knew what he meant, and said very sensibly.
Mo Beiyan nodded, and led her into the presidential elevator.
Ye Bingqing is here to work, the deputy director of finance.
The chief financial officer has great powers, because this department controls all financial activities of the entire group, including all the fund transactions of all subsidiaries under the control of the finance department.
Mo Beiyan originally didn’t want Ye Bingqing to be in this department, but he couldn’t help it. The last deputy financial director suddenly got cancer and had to recruit people again. Ye Bingqing didn’t get in through the back door, but secretly signed up for the five passes and six generals. This post came down.
It can be said that this is her strength.
Ye Bingqing is a PhD in financial management related majors in Cambridge. At the same time, he also completed a second degree in financial management and a third degree in lawyers. He is a very good talent.
If she were not the daughter of the Secretary of State, Mo Beiyan would be very welcome, but he is the daughter of the Secretary of State, and the marriage partner the Mo family found for him, the relationship would be complicated.
"I'll take you to the office to get familiar with it, and you will rely on yourself for the rest of the matter." Mo Beiyan said publicly.
Ye Bingqing nodded: "Okay."
After bringing Ye Bingqing to the Finance Department and handing it over to the Chief Financial Officer, Mo Beiyan returned to his office on the top floor.
When sitting down, he felt a little irritable inexplicably. He pulled a tie to loosen his neck, thinking of Song Qingyu just now.
She came to him probably because of Lan Jinglong's business, and she knew it without talking about him.
She would come here because she didn't want to keep a distance from Lan Jinglong, so she needed to negotiate. The more Mo Beiyan understood her coming, the more dry her heart became.
After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone, found the phone with the name Qingyu, and pressed dial.
"Sorry, the call you are dialing is in progress."
Mo Beiyan frowned, threw the phone aside and brought a document.
Just after reading a page of the document, he picked up the phone and called again, still talking.
Repeatedly, a document usually only takes more than ten minutes to browse and sign, but today Mo Beiyan feels that these words are against him, no matter how hard he reads, he still refuses to enter his mind. .
I made six calls, all of which were in conversation.
I took a look at the time. It was past three o'clock in the afternoon. What phone did she make for more than an hour
The door was knocked, Mo Beiyan untied his tie and threw it aside: "Enter."
Ruan Zhengling walked in with the documents and said, "The urgent items from country Y will be dealt with within today."
"Have you done that to block Lan Jinglong?" Mo Beiyan didn't look at the urgent item.