After Shao Fei finished speaking, he left by himself, and Song Qiyue greeted him.
When she approached, the people in those two cars actually got off one after another. Kang Ziwen had always been polite, and Song Qiyue knew this. It's just that Mr. Mo doesn't like publicity in his work style. He also got out of the car at this time, which was a bit weird.
"Hi, Kang Ziwen, why are you here?" Song Qiyue first greeted Kang Ziwen. She never expected that after Kang Ziwen's invitation was rejected by her, she went straight to the company and waited for her.
Kang Ziwen replied, "Knowing that you are very busy, so I am afraid that the phone will noisy you, so I will come here first."
"It turned out to be so, but I have already made an appointment." Song Qiyue was of course referring to Mr. Mo.
Kang Ziwen also saw Mo Zhengyan, in fact, when Mo Zhengyan's car arrived just now, he saw him. It's just that he never got out of the car, and Mo Zhengyan didn't. Both of them stayed here in silence. Kang Ziwen would no longer speculate, and knew at this moment that Mo Zhengyan was waiting for Song Qiyue.
Now, when she heard that she had made an appointment, Kang Ziwen couldn't help but feel sad, "I was too sudden, I didn't agree with you in advance."
"Why don't I invite you to dinner together?" Kang Ziwen suggested again, and he even boldly faced Mr. Mo, "Mr. Mo, I think you wouldn't mind?"
"Of course, I will follow her." Mo Zhengyan cast aside the problem.
Such three people go to dinner together? Song Qiyue was not in this mood, and it was too tortuous and complicated, "No, I still have something to do today."
"That's okay." Kang Ziwen's proposal gave up again.
"Manager Kang, there will be a chance next time, and you won't be missing." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, and he opened the car door for Song Qiyue.
"Bye bye, Kang Ziwen." Song Qiyue replied, and got into the car away.
Behind him, Kang Ziwen was still stunned by the car and did not move.
Looking at the figure of Kang Ziwen in the front mirror, Song Qiyue couldn't help but feel sorry, this expression was spotted by Mo Zhengyan, and he asked, "He came to make an appointment with you, and you refused him. It's a pity now?"
"Yes, I was originally invited by others, but now it's me who invited others. It's a pity." Song Qiyue looked back and smiled, "Uncle, where do you want to kill me now?"
Mo Zhengyan said to the driver, "Then Jing Fuxuan."
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, this was really a waste of money.
In Jing Fuxuan's box, Song Qiyue and Mo Zhengyan are already seated. This time without Zhou Suhe, it is no longer a Hongmen banquet, without the allusions and historical poems and songs, it is very quiet and simple, but it is also very happy to eat. After a good meal, Song Qiyue fell into the chair, losing strength.
When Mo Zhengyan saw her like this, he couldn't help but smile, "You asked me to eat, but you ordered so many dishes, and you still ate so happy."
"I also asked you to order it, but you didn't order it yourself. Besides, don't you just have to open it up when you come to eat? Otherwise, it's too wasteful and it's not easy to make money." According to the painful experience of working these days, Song Qi Yue increasingly feels that money is hard-won truth.
Mo Zhengyan poured a cup of tea for her and handed it to her, "It seems that you have been working hard in coming back these few days."
"That's it." Song Qiyue took a sip of tea, "Hey? How do you know I'm back?"
Mo Zhengyan smiled, "As long as I want to know, there is nothing I can't find out."
"Mr Mo just has the means." Song Qiyue admired his domineering words.
"There is a way that can make it difficult for you to make money." Mo Zhengyan said suddenly, and Song Qiyue became curious, "What?"
Mo Zhengyan looked at her and said, "Marry me."
She suddenly looked fixed, with a warm smile in her eyes, "Speaking of which, you just want me to marry you?"
"Isn't it good to marry me?" he asked.
She smiled, "Then tell me, what good is it?"
"I am responsible for making money, and you are responsible for spending money. In the future, you can spend whatever you want. If your job is not going well, resign in one sentence and I will support you when you go home. You can do whatever you want at Mansion Mo, as long as you Happy." He said slowly, "It can also solve your current worries."
"What's wrong with me now?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Marry me, you don't need to be embarrassed by Kang Ziwen anymore. From now on, all those around you who entangle you will be handled by me. You can also tell them directly that you are a married wife. "Mo Zhengyan said very beautifully, and Song Qiyue couldn't help nodding.
"Also, now the crisis of the Song family can also be resolved." Mo Zhengyan said again, "I think you have seen the recent news reports."
Song Qiyue did see it, and there is no need to avoid this, "Uncle, are you now using Song's survival as a bargaining chip for marriage?"
"If you want to think so, that's okay, I just want to solve the trouble for you." Mo Zhengyan smiled, his fingers slowly moved the hair that fell from her shoulders.
"I made such a hasty decision just based on my own thoughts. There is no need to consider the suitability of the two people's personalities. Will there be no guarantees for future marriages like this?" Song Qiyue asked again.
"Appropriate?" There was a warm color in Mo Zhengyan's slightly narrowed eyes, "At least we were in harmony when we were in bed."
"Cough!" Song Qiyue was drinking water, but because she heard his answer that was a serious topic, she choked directly!
Mo Zhengyan patted her on the back lightly, "Am I right?"
Song Qiyue slowed down, and Mo Zhengyan said, "What about your answer?"
This is the second time that he has talked about marriage issues so seriously. Compared with the last time, Song Qiyue's idea of rejection is not so strong this time. She smiled at him, she was still a little unsure, maybe it was unknown. After a moment of silence, she looked at him and smiled and said, "I think I still need to think about it, let me think about it."
"No hurry, I'll wait for you to consider it carefully." Mo Zhengyan stroked the hair around her ears, drew close to her and kissed her face.
...
That night, he said he had to think about it. As expected, Mr. Mo didn't pursue it any more, but Song Qiyue found a little peace. As for Kang Ziwen, it was temporarily peaceful because he was going to travel for a few days. It's just that the result of this consideration is still not there for the time being.
June was also spent in this consideration, and the beginning of July ushered in a new month.
On the first day of July, Song Qiyue had just arrived at the company, and another explosive piece of news exploded.
——Mo's Jiuyuan Group has made a public development statement regarding the undersea tunnel project and will cancel the cooperative relationship with Song's Huicheng Enterprise!
As for the reason, the written statement stated that it was very clear that Song Huiyi did not pay the start-up payment for the third phase of the project on time for the Haisui project, and the project payment was delayed repeatedly, and the contractual obligations were not fulfilled. This is the main reason for Jiuyuan Group to cancel the cooperation!
In fact, Jiuyuan’s cancellation of the cooperation this time was agreed by everyone. Failure to fulfill the contract was already against the purpose of cooperation. Huiyuan had no integrity. Jiuyuan should adopt a policy, and there is no need to blame Jiuyuan for being cold. This is how this world is.
It's just that, the Song family's crisis circle is really getting bigger and bigger.
Song Qiyue stood at the window, she couldn't help frowning.
At the moment, the Song family didn't know what the chaos was going on.