"Sisters, we have to wrap up before ten o'clock this evening, and make a quick decision!" Song Qiyue announced to everyone in the office before leaving for the banquet.
A subordinate female publicist smiled and said, "Manager Song, in such a hurry today, is there an appointment?"
"Yeah, someone is waiting for me to go back and warm up his bed!" Song Qiyue is not surprising and endless.
"Which man is so capable that we can get Manager Song back to warm up his bed on time, we are curious!"
"Hey, when I look back, I will sneak him out to show you." There is always no bottom line when joking, causing a lot of female subordinates to laugh.
Shao Fei, who was already immune, reminded him, "It's time to go."
The group was ready to go, and Song Qiyue took Shao Fei and several female public relations to banquet with customers.
The man was nothing more than spending time and money. The salted pig of the other person in charge came over half of the banquet. Shao Fei blocked it several times, but the other party was reluctant. This time he changed his position and sat on the other side of Song Qiyue. Go, obviously you want to eat tofu.
Song Qiyue dodged lightly and put the wine glass in his hand into the opponent's hand. "Manager Wang is really good at drinking. You are the one who is not drunk with a thousand glasses! Come on, I will toast you again!"
"You guys, don't hang it there, take a good drink with Manager Wang and the others!" Song Qiyue made a splash and signaled a few female publicists to besiege.
Immediately, Manager Wang was surrounded by a group of beauties, so dizzy that he didn't know where to go. The bottles of wine went down and began to tell the truth.
"Mr. Wang, look, is the price of that company this time?" Song Qiyue asked, Manager Wang shook his head, "Where is this number, so little, at least this number!"
Song Qiyue glanced at it, and it turned out that the competitor's company had this reserve price!
But after a long time, a table of Manager Wang’s people were brought down, Song Qiyue clapped his hands, “It’s too late, you take a taxi back, be careful on the road, and give me information when you get home.”
"Got it, Manager Song, let's go first." The three female publicists made an appointment and left.
"Feier, I'll leave it to you to take care of the aftermath." Song Qiyue waved her hand, and Shao Fei understood, and only sent these drunk people to the hotel to finish.
Leaving the banquet restaurant, Song Qiyue went to the nearby underground garage.
The parking garage late at night was very quiet, and her car was parked in the front row. She drank alcohol tonight, so she can't drive anymore, so she can only send Shao Fei to retrieve it tomorrow.
Song Qiyue took the handbag from the trunk of the car, and suddenly a bright light came from behind, shining on her!
That is the glare of the car lights!
Song Qiyue turned her head to look, the light was too dazzling, she couldn't see anything. She only closed the rear door, and then walked to the car.
When she approached, the bright light also weakened, two faintly.
The surroundings were very quiet. The man was sitting in the car. He was smoking a cigarette. Toshihiko in the car was very eye-catching.
Song Qiyue stopped by the car, she saw him and laughed, "What a coincidence, Mr. Mo, is your car parked here too?"
"Why is Manager Song willing to come over to say hello to me today." Mo Zhengyan also smiled.
"Do I want to turn around and leave as soon as I see Mr. Mo?"
"I thought that Manager Song had long regarded me like a scourge, and he was disgusted too much."
"Hey." Song Qiyue sighed, "If I can, I really want to hate you, but I found out that I can't do it! In fact, I have figured out that Hong Kong is so big, we always have to meet, maybe There may be cooperation between Wuzhou and Mo's. President Mo, do you think so?"
She drank, was slightly drunk, and had a sultry breath. Mo Zhengyan looked straight into her eyes and said, "Get in the car and I will see you."
Song Qiyue did not refuse Qiao, she immediately sat next to him.
The car drove out of the parking lot and shuttled among the neon lights of Port City.
"You do a lot of entertainment." He whispered.
"Work needs." She smiled.
Suddenly, he changed the subject, but he said sharp and abruptly, "Let me come over tonight, what do you want to say to me."
"Mr. Mo, what are you talking about?"
"Yesterday, you told my subordinates about today's itinerary. Didn't you let me come to you, and you have something to tell me." Mo Zhengyan's low male voice came not far away.
In a moment of silence, Song Qiyue surrendered, "Zheng Yan, I actually miss you."