Song Qiyue's business trip was to Liucheng. The five-day and four-night trip was fairly smooth. On Wednesday, Song Qiyue returned to Haicheng with his assistants. She successfully won the contract and returned in triumph, which naturally made everyone happy.
The office was cleared, and Zhou Suhe said, "You did a great job this time."
"Thank you, the vice president for the compliment." Song Qiyue also accepted it generously.
"I heard from Asen, you went to Liucheng this time, and you left on Saturday?" Zhou Suhe asked.
Song Qiyue said, "En."
"What did you do?" He asked again.
"It's nothing, just some personal matters." Song Qiyue didn't want to talk more.
Zhou Suhe stared at her, "You are back to Hong Kong City."
He seemed to have known it a long time ago, so he came to ask, Song Qiyue also directly said, "I am going back."
"Okay, why did you suddenly go back." Zhou Suhe asked again, "On Saturday morning, you were still talking to the client, and there was dinner in the evening."
In just one afternoon, she was able to travel back and forth between Liucheng and Gangcheng.
"It's only an hour from Liucheng to Gangcheng. I can't catch up with the time. I didn't delay business." She did count and count. She was afraid that she would miss the flight at the time, so the air ticket was booked every time for that afternoon flight.
The final result is that she did not delay, Zhou Suhe said, "Of course I can rest assured that you have never been late, and only I will be late before."
"However, if you rush back in the afternoon this time, you won't be rushing to explain to him and calm people's hearts." Zhou Suhe said with a smile.
"Yes, I'm going to calm people's hearts." Song Qiyue replied, "If my friend gets married, if I don't go, I guess I will be read for a lifetime."
"It's just a friend getting married, so why bother?"
"It's not the same." Song Qiyue said seriously, "This friend is Zheng Yan's younger sister."
Suddenly, everything became clear, but to put it bluntly, she still went back for him!
Zhou Suhe couldn't help but stare, there was a touch of anger in his eyes, and a touch of desire, "You really care about him so much? Then why do you come back to me?"
"Because I said that as long as you need it, as long as you encounter difficulties, I will stand by your side." She said calmly, just remembering the past, and there was a touch of sorrow, just because she was innocent and innocent in her childhood. , It was so brilliant that even I thought about it at the moment that it was too unbelievable, how could I make such a promise.
"Are you just because you want to keep your promise!" Zhou Suhe yelled, "July, you still have me in your heart!"
Song Qiyue replied, "Of course I still have you in my heart. If not, I won't come."
She admitted that she had him in her heart, but the meaning was totally different, not a meaning at all.
When the two looked at each other, they were interrupted by a knock on the office door, but Song Xiangwan arrived, "Su He, July is also here."
As soon as Song Xiangwan walked in, he clearly felt the strangeness. The atmosphere was too subtle, but he couldn't tell it. It was clear that they were still holding the documents at the moment. She walked over and came to Zhou Suhe, "It's noon, let's eat together."
"Yes, it's noon, I'm going to eat too." Song Qiyue is about to leave, Song Xiangwan said, "July, won't we be together?"
Song Qiyue said, "I have an appointment with my assistant, and we will talk about things while eating."
...
The restaurant near the company, Zhou Suhe and Song Xiangwan came here, in order not to delay official business, so they did not go too far, they chose here. Two set meals, eating quietly, Zhou Suhe asked, "Why did you come here suddenly today."
Song Xiang came to the party today, but they didn't make an appointment in advance, she came suddenly.
Song Xiangwan picked up a napkin and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you ask me about the flower shop before? I recently looked for a few stores, and I think there is a good one, so I want to come and tell you."
"I don't know florists either, you just like it yourself, just figure it out." Zhou Suhe said with a smile.
"Why don't you go and have a look with me?"
"Xiang Wan, I'm a bit busy these days, I'm afraid I don't have much time. Don't have any scruples. If you like it, take it down. Loss and profits will count as mine." He just let it go.
"Then I'll tell you when I settle down." Song Xiangwan responded.
The two had a quiet meal again. He treated her the way he always treated her. Although she rarely asked him to buy something, it was just some women’s clothes and jewelry, but suddenly, Song Xiangwan felt that he seemed to be It's useless, just because he said that-I count all losses and profits.
In the afternoon, Song Xiangwan visited the shop. The neighborhood is very comfortable, with many buildings, and there are many cafes around. She feels that the geographical environment is very favorable and it is a good place. When she stood at the door of the shop and looked carefully, she saw a figure through the window.
The person standing not far behind was originally going to pass by, but it was Zhou Jingcun!
Zhou Jingcun saw her, he sent his subordinates to go first, but he walked across the road and came to her, "Xiang Wan, what are you doing here?"
"Nothing, just take a look." Song Xiangwan replied.
"Miss Song, this store is very good, you think the flowering store is the most suitable!" The shop agent on the side highly recommended it.
Song Xiangwan sent him immediately.
Zhou Jingcun glanced at the shop behind her, and it was empty and placed. He hadn't rented it out. He understood at a glance, "Do you want to buy this shop?"
"I have this plan." Song Xiangwan replied.
"If you drive here, you will definitely lose." Zhou Jingcun said.
"How to say?"
"The location is good, but the rent is too high. The cafes nearby are all business people who come to work and talk. Moreover, there are not many residential areas here. It is far from the school and there is no hospital. You open here, invest and Income is not proportional. But if you just want to pass the time, it doesn’t matter, Su He is not unable to give this loss of money." Zhou Jingcun smiled, and he whispered, "Anyway, he already has a good helper by his side. ."
"July is of course a good helper, but then, Brother Zhou, you must not be easy lately." Song Xiangwan asked with a smile.
"What's not easy for me? If Su He can't pass the level smoothly this time, he will leave Zhou at most. If he passes the level, he will just stay here. For me, it makes no difference. However, Xiang Wan, I I advise you to stay attentive." Zhou Jingcun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Even if a woman who hadn't had a relationship before, staying with Su He like this, you can't be so relieved."
"What's more, they were still a couple before." Zhou Jingcun paused and said again, "The old relationship can be rekindled the most, Xiang Wan, don't you think so."
...
A few days later, December begins, which is the last month of the year.
In December, the cold winter is approaching. This month Zhou Suhe’s crisis has been temporarily weighed and suppressed, but it is like this winter, and there is no sunshine yet. In early December, in order to negotiate a new ore project, Zhou Suhe decided to go to Bingcheng in person.
Bingcheng is far to the north, it is an extremely cold city, there are many mines.
In the entourage there was Johnson, Song Qiyue, and another group of subordinates.
Song Xiangwan heard the news, but she came to Zhou again and came to Zhou Suhe, "Suhe, I will go too!"
"Xiang Wan, this time I'm not going to play, but to work, and it's too cold, don't go, stay in Haicheng." Zhou Suhe said.
Song Xiangwan insisted, "Su He, I will go with you, so I can take care of you..."
"You don't need to say! I have already decided!" Zhou Suhe interrupted her and refused to let her follow.
However, on the day when everyone decided to leave, Song Xiangwan arrived at the airport. She arrived with a backpack on her back, which surprised everyone. Zhou Suhe pulled her aside, and he asked, "Don't mess around! Xiang Wan, you go back now!"
"I said I will go too!" Song Xiangwan insisted at this moment.
The two of them quarreled on the sidelines. Although the group did not hear their conversation, they could guess it.
"Asen!" Only when Zhou Suhe yelled out, Johnson stepped forward, "Send to Miss Wan back! You will catch a plane later!"
"Yes." Johnson obeyed.
Song Xiangwan refused to compromise and refused to leave. "I bought a plane ticket to the Ice City, but I didn't want to follow you!"
The sudden stalemate was really a dilemma. Seeing that he was about to board the plane and take off, Song Qiyue stepped forward, "Go together, just treat it as a personal assistant. Anyway, you need someone to take care of you. Xiang Wan, go together. It’s also more convenient."
Zhou Suhe's tight eyebrows remained the same, but there was no sound.
Song Xiangwan finally got on the plane together, changed positions, and let her sit next to Zhou Suhe.
Song Qiyue was sitting in the chair on the other side.
The plane was about to take off. She hurriedly sent a message before shutting down—Zheng Yan, the plane was about to take off. This time I went to Ice City. I heard it was cold.
...
Buzzing--
The phone vibrated, and a message came in. The customer had just been sent away in the reception room. Mo Zhengyan picked up the phone and looked at it. It was the message she had just sent, but it was ten minutes ago. She really looks like a trapeze, Gangcheng, Haicheng, Liucheng, this time it's Bingcheng again.
During this period of time, there was still no phone call, but she received information every day. It's very brief, but it's a good morning in the morning, and occasionally I will say that I am late today. When it comes to night, there is a good night before going to bed, and the day is over again.
However, it is already December and winter is here.
Ice city.
It was a city even norther than North City, and a place colder than North City. The cold wind there really roared, I'm afraid the water vapor on the eyelashes will freeze. In such a cold city, it is more than 3,000 kilometers away from Hong Kong City. There is no direct flight. It takes more than ten hours to turn around on the way.
I heard it was cold there.
Looking at the message she sent, he involuntarily pressed the key and typed two words—deserved it!
She deserves it, she wants to go!
But in the end, he deleted those two words, just raised his eyes and looked out the window.
In December, Hong Kong City is not cold, but this city is a bit empty.
Very empty.