"It seems that my presence is still too low," Song Chao chuckled softly, "Miss Yan is sitting in front of me and can't even notice me."
This is a bit ambiguous, Yan Xi glanced at his colleagues in the advertising department out of the corner of his eyes, got up and said, "Mr. Song is really good at joking, what a coincidence today, my show is not ready, and now I have to rush back to speed up production. , sorry."
Song Chao followed and stood up from the sofa, and sent Yan Xi to the door very gracefully: "Miss Yan, do you have the honor to invite you to a light meal tonight?"
Yan Xi was about to say no when the phone rang. She smiled apologetically at Song Chao and walked to the side to answer the call.
Song Chao vaguely heard Yan Xi calling the person over the phone Mr. Yuan. For some reason, he thought of Yuan Yi. Before college, he was always better than Yuan Yi, and whoever mentioned Yuan Yi in the circle was not a sigh. But I don't know since when, Yuan Yi began to go back to the right path, not only made some famous names in the business world, but also became the comparison object of many peers.
He, a child of someone else's family, just watched an old classmate who was not as good as his own and became a child of someone else's family. When he returned to China this time, he often heard some people say how the second child of the Yuan family was, but he respected Yuan Yi quite a bit.
"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I have an appointment with a friend tonight," Yan Xi hung up the phone and walked in front of Song Chao, "Thank you for your hospitality."
"Since Miss Yan doesn't have time, the next appointment will be the same," Song Chao took out his phone, "Can you leave Miss Yan with your contact information?"
Yan Xi read a series of numbers, and she nodded to Song Chao: "Goodbye, sorry."
"See you next time," Song Chao watched Yan Xi leave, looked at the string of phone numbers, and sent a message to the other party's phone.
"Sister Yan," seeing Yan Xi coming back, "Have you signed the contract of a major client?"
"Signed," Yan Xi found that the water he received was cold, and took another cup from the cup, "Not only a big customer, but also a handsome guy."
"I don't believe it," Xiao Yang said suspiciously, "If it was a handsome guy, would you be willing to come back so early?"
Yan Xi: What misunderstandings do colleagues have about her
Since the call, Yuan Yi has not been working for half an hour. He has the planning book in his hand and can't read it. When he clicked on WeChat, it was full of messy messages. He deliberately clicked on Yanxi's WeChat, and sure enough, no new circle of friends was sent.
He clicked on Weibo, which he hadn't used for a long time, and searched for the word "Yan Xi", but he actually found a Weibo account called host Yan Xi. Clicking in and taking a look, the Weibo certification is the host of "Things Around You", and it seems that it is really Yan Xi's own account.
Looking at the content of Weibo again, there are only three posts in total. Two are related to work. The first one was posted when I started Weibo, and there were a lot of comments, but there were only 20,000 to 30,000 Weibo followers. Click on the comment area, and it's all about the fireman's episode.
When the third Weibo post came out, there were only twenty or thirty messages left.
He stared at these three Weibo posts for a long time and clicked Follow. There are still two hours before he and Yan Xi have a dinner appointment, but he doesn't want to work at all now, maybe he is a little tired.
Leaning on the chair and closing her eyes, all she could think about was what to say to Yan Xi later, what dishes to order, whether she would be satisfied with the taste of the dishes, and her innocent look with her eyes glaring at him.
Opening his eyes a little irritably, he picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair and strode out of the office.
[Yuan Xiaoer: I happened to pass by your TV station when I was doing business. You don’t have to drive, just take my car.]
When Yan Xi saw the text message, he didn't think much about it, and replied with a good word.
Yuan Yi drove the car into the parking lot of the Imperial TV Building, and as soon as he reached the entrance, several men came out.
"Yuan Yi?" Song Chao looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes, who didn't look very approachable, and stopped. If he hadn't seen Yuan Yi's current photos after returning to China, he certainly wouldn't have recognized him.
The two have been high school classmates for three years, and they don't have much friendship. Now they are rivals in the shopping mall, Song Chao has a hard time feeling good about Yuan Yi.
After a lapse of nine years, Yuan Yi couldn't remember what the Song Dynasty looked like, and now seeing a strange man calling him, he tilted his head slightly, his face full of alienation.
"Classmate for three years, I haven't seen you for many years," Song Chao said with a smile, as if he didn't mind Yuan Yi's indifferent attitude, "I'm Song Chao."
"So it's you," Yuan Yi put his hands in his pockets, his voice low and lazy, "I heard that you started a business abroad, how are you doing now?"
"How can there be a good motherland abroad," Song Chao smiled, "No matter how well it develops abroad, I still want to come back to serve the motherland in my heart."
"Oh," Yuan Yi glanced at him, "I thought you couldn't get along abroad and had to go back to China to seek the protection of your family..." He changed the subject, "But with Mr. Song's ability, there will be no such thing. thing."
The staff of the advertising department didn't know Yuan Yi's identity, but seeing the momentum around him, no one dared to talk nonsense. They heard that the Song Dynasty and Mr. Yuan did not seem to be on good terms, and they were shocked and worried, worried that the two of them would be pinching each other at the elevator entrance.
"Mr. Yuan came to the TV station to talk about cooperation, and he didn't even bring his assistant?" Song Chao knew that he couldn't continue talking with Yuan Yi. This person has a bad temper, and it would be unsightly for both of them to be unable to get off the stage.
"I'll pick up my friends for dinner," Yuan Yi turned his face sideways, looking very arrogant, "These small collaborations can be handed over to the people below, there's no need for me to do them myself."
Song Chao pushed his glasses, his voice was a little cold: "Some things, it's better to do it yourself."
Before Yuan Yi could say anything, the phone rang.
"Mr. Yuan, have you arrived at the parking lot? I'm sorry, I'll come down immediately."
"Well, good." Yuan Yi hung up the phone, walked to the side with the phone and stood still.
Song Chao saw that he was half dead, unwilling to pay attention to others, the smile on his face almost didn't hang, he turned around and walked out. After so many years, this person just seems to be well-behaved, but what he has done still makes him look unpleasant.
"You don't need to send it any more, please come back." Song Chao turned to the humane of the advertising department, "Your program is very exciting, especially Miss Yan's program, which is very interesting."
Yuan Yi, who was standing in the corner, suddenly raised his head to look at Song Chao, his eyes were black and white, and they were amazingly bright. But soon he lowered his head again, leaning lazily against the wall, his face still expressionless.
After getting back into the car, the smile on Song Chao's face disappeared without a trace. He took off his glasses, opened the car window, and looked at the elevator entrance, "Wait." He wanted to know who Yuan Yi was looking at. .
If you can…
Yan Xi came out of the elevator and saw Yuan Yi leaning against the wall lazily, "Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
Yuan Yi opened his eyes, glanced at Yan Xi's straight and slender legs, and said slowly, "Your legs are short, I forgive you."
A short ball of wool, she has long legs that are envied by countless people, where is she short
"I think..." Yan Xi patted his knee, "My legs are quite good in length."
Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"
Yan Xi held her face and smiled, "Of course, I can't compare with you." For the sake of Yuan Yi's sexy long legs, she can ignore him saying her legs are short.
"Let's go," Yuan Yi felt that he shouldn't care about long legs and short legs with a woman, that would be too masculine for him, "I originally planned to invite you to dinner on the weekend, but tomorrow I'm going to go abroad for business, so I have to make the dinner appointment in advance. ."
"Actually, if you don't have time, it doesn't matter if you don't ask." Yan Xi coughed dryly, "Among friends, don't worry about such trivial matters."
"Friend?" Yuan Yi took a step forward, and he was more than half a head taller than Yan Xi, which made Yan Xi suddenly feel oppressed.
Could it be... Could it be that her little thought of hugging her thighs was seen through
"I've never made friends of the opposite sex," Yuan Yi turned and walked out, but Yan Xi couldn't see his expression.
"But for the sake of your desire to be my friend, I can grudgingly admit that you are my friend."
Then should I thank the Lord Long En
Yan Xi trotted two steps to keep up: "Mr. Yuan, I know your legs are long, but can you walk slower?"
Yuan Yi suddenly stopped, and Yan Xi almost bumped into his back. Fortunately, she was strong and covered her nose in time, so there was no accidental physical contact.
"Mr. among friends?"
"It's not Mr. Yuan, it's Mr. Yuan," she is a young single dog with gold and diamonds, so she shouldn't call other men Mr. chess?"
Before Yuan Yi said anything, she whispered, "It sounds like she wants to."
"Whatever your name is," Yuan Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets, showing a cold attitude, "Go, get in the car."
"Can I call you Yuan Xiaoer?"
"Then I'll call you Yan Dahe, would you like to?"
"Then why don't you want to? My friends call me that, and the rivers and streams are yours."
"… "
He knew that this woman was abnormal. A woman was called Dahe all day long. It sounded good
Why isn't she called Pacific.
Song Chao coldly watched Yan Xi and Yuan Yi arguing and getting into the car. Although he couldn't hear what the two were saying, judging from the way they spoke, the two should be very familiar with each other. Thinking of Yan Xi's politeness when facing him, the expression on his face became even colder.
Click.
The lenses of the glasses were squeezed out of the frame, and in disgust, he threw the glasses out of the car window, and Song Chao felt a little happy when he heard the sound of things hitting the ground. He rubbed his temples and concealed the coldness in his eyes, "Go home."
"Yes." In the quiet car, the assistant's answer came.
After a meal, Yan Xi found that Yuan Yi had at least drank a large bottle of drinks: "Yuan Xiaoer, can't you eat spicy food?"
"Can you change your name?" Yuan Yi wiped his mouth, Yuan Er brother, Yi Ge, Yuan Yi are all fine, why did he choose Yuan Xiao Er
"I think the name Yuan Xiaoer is very cute," Yan Xi lowered his eyelids slightly, "If you don't like it, forget it."
Seeing how aggrieved and sad she looked, Yuan Yi knew very well that this woman was acting. But after holding it for a long time, he only gritted his teeth and said, "What do you like to call it, don't use such a messy adjective as cute, can a big man like me use this kind of word to describe it?"
Looking at his red ears, Yan Xi nodded: "Oh."
He agreed quickly, but his attitude was very perfunctory and his expression was very disapproving.
Yuan Yi looked at her, unable to say a word for a long time, and finally turned around to settle the bill and walked out of the restaurant with Yan Xi.
There is a movie theater opposite the restaurant. Yuan Yi was blinded by the huge display screen that kept flashing outside the movie city.
"No, uncle, we don't make an appointment."