"Okay." Song Qiyue agreed without thinking about it.
Since it is the birthday party of Mrs. Li from the partner company Bona, Song Qiyue will of course also attend, but at this moment I think of Qian Jue’s exhortation, "No wonder Secretary Qian said that he must be there before the weekend, so it is good to attend Mrs. Li. Birthday party?"
"Mr. Li invited me and asked me to take my wife with me. If I don't take you, who will I take?" Mo Zhengyan said.
"That's a lot, like Sangsang, the female publicist in the company, isn't it all possible?" Song Qiyue said with a smile.
"They are not my wife." He said cleanly.
The two hugged and sat for a long time. An internal call came in. He Sangsang reported the next itinerary there, and Mo Zhengyan hung up.
Song Qiyue glared at him, "It's all you!"
"I'll take you to take a shower." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
Fortunately, this office was equipped with a rest room. Song Qiyue simply washed and put on clothes before leaving.
Arrived in Nancheng on Friday morning. On the first day, Song Qiyue adapts to the new environment at the branch office in Changxiang and approached his subordinates here. Here in the marketing department, an office was assigned to her for her work. Immediately, she plunged into the new environment.
In the afternoon, He Sangsang knocked on the door and entered, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Bonali sent someone to send the invitation."
"let it go."
He Sangsang put down the invitation.
Mo Zhengyan put the document in his hand aside after reading it, raised his eyes and saw that his line of sight met the invitation. He opened the invitation card, a simple line of words, and under that was the name of the sender and the name side by side.
The side-by-side names came into view, and he closed the invitation.
In the evening, when Mo Zhengyan and his entourage were about to leave the company, Manager Yang sent them off all the way, and Song Qiyue also came down.
Manager Yang asked, "Manager Song, where do you want to live these days, have you booked a hotel, or arrange an apartment nearby?"
The deputy marketing manager sent by the headquarters was directly dispatched by President Mo, so he has not contacted him in advance. Everyone is here now, and these follow-up problems have to be solved, so Manager Yang actively cooperated with the inquiries.
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "There are already arrangements."
"Then I will send Manager Song over?" Manager Yang asked again.
"No, she lives with me." Mo Zhengyan said directly.
Manager Yang was stunned at the moment. Without waiting to return to his senses, Mo Zhengyan said, "After work, she is my wife."
Manager Yang was astonished. Manager Song is Mr. Mo's wife? It was then that he suddenly realized, and he answered, "Yes, yes, I know."
Song Qiyue smiled embarrassedly.
Sitting in the car, Song Qiyue looked at the scenery along the road. She turned her head and said, "The place in Nancheng is very good. The four seasons are like spring, and the air is good."
Nancheng is not as humid as Gangcheng by the sea, nor as hot as Yucheng, nor as cold as Bingcheng, and has a milder atmosphere than Haicheng. Although there are also many buildings, the road is very flat and clean. There are lush trees on both sides, the windows are falling, but a scent can be smelled in the air. I don't know where the fragrance comes from, but it can be smelled clearly.
Song Qiyue couldn't help asking, "It smells so good, what's the smell?"
"It's a camphor tree." Mo Zhengyan replied from the side.
"Camphor? You said this is a camphor tree by the side of the road?" Song Qiyue became curious.
Mo Zhengyan said, "There are many camphor trees in Nancheng, this one is."
"It's great. I saw it in the book before when I was studying, but I didn't expect to see it today." Song Qiyue looked at the trees on the roadside. The crown of the tree was wide and the branches and leaves were dense. It is majestic, surrounded by greenery along the way, it must be shady in summer.
Song Qiyue fell in love, "The camphor trees here are really tall and nice."
Mo Zhengyan also looked out the window, and the trees flicked across his eyes. He whispered, "This is not the best place."
"Where is the best one?" Song Qiyue immediately turned her head and asked, "Looking back, take me to see it?"
Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Are you sure you are here to work?"
"Report to President Mo, I really came to work, please put one hundred and twenty hearts. But after work, it can also be convenient for employees to play." Song Qiyue smiled.
From Changxiang to Mo Mansion in Nancheng, Song Qiyue went in and saw Yu Guanjia, the housekeeper here. Compared to the previous butlers everywhere, this was the first female butler Song Qiyue saw. Butler Yu is about fifty years old, but he is in good spirits. He manages the mansion in an orderly manner, just like every other pavilion.
Seeing Song Qiyue's arrival, Steward Yu seemed to have known her existence a long time ago, so she was not surprised. She respectfully shouted, "Miss July."
"Jiang sister has contacted me early in the morning. She said that Miss July will come and stay with her husband, welcome." Yu Guanjia said.
Sister Jiang told me early in the morning? Song Qiyue wanted to come, this must be what Mrs. Mo meant. She smiled and replied, "Housekeeper Yu, you are welcome, you will have to bother during this time."
"Miss July is polite, this is what we should all do." Yu Guanjia said.
After having dinner in the mansion, Song Qiyue took Mo Zhengyan around in the mansion and walked around randomly, which was considered a stroll after dinner. However, when I walked to the back garden, I found another camphor tree in the yard. The fragrance was already familiar, so Song Qiyue recognized it, "Isn't this camphor?"
"Why did you plant it at home?" Song Qiyue walked over and touched the trunk of the big tree.
When I made a video call with Mo Zhengyan before, there was really no such tree. Although I saw it, it was just a quick glance, thinking it was an ordinary tree. Now I know it is camphor, which is a pleasant surprise.
Mo Zhengyan looked at the tree, his eyes faint, "I used to plant it."
"Who planted it? The gardener? How long has this tree been? It's so tall." Song Qiyue raised her head, and the camphor in the night was exceptionally tall.
Song Qiyue turned her head and smiled, "Will the camphor tree bloom?"
"meeting."
"When will it open."
Zhengyan, when do you think it will bloom
When will it bloom
Vaguely, there was a trace of confusion, as if someone had asked such a question, and brought it gently in the wind.
Mo Zhengyan stood still behind her, Song Qiyue turned her head to look at him, walked in front of him, and she shouted, "Zhengyan?"
A gust of wind blew past the Buddha, and he said, "It won't be now anyway."
"Well, let's go in, it's windy outside." He said, taking her shoulders and entering the mansion.
In the room, Song Qiyue sorted the clothes she brought with her luggage. She asked, "Mrs. Li's birthday party, you said it was a weekend, was it Saturday or Sunday?"
"Tomorrow." Mo Zhengyan replied.
Saturday and tomorrow? Song Qiyue had a headache again, "So fast, have you chosen a gift?"
"No."
Song Qiyue got more headaches, "You knew you were going to a birthday party a few days ago. Why didn't you choose a good gift?"
"This kind of thing is of course handed over to you." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
"It's good for you to throw me all the troublesome things. In such a hurry, how do I know what to pick?" Song Qiyue said annoyedly while taking out the clothes and putting them in the cupboard, "Zhengyan, do you know? Do you know what Mrs. Li likes and what do you like?"
"I'm not Manager Li, how could I know." He replied.
Song Qiyue wanted to spit on how stupid she was, and asked such a stupid question, "Then what should I choose."
This is destined to be a restless night.
On Saturday morning, Song Qiyue didn't dare to be lazy, and got up early. There are still tasks that have not been completed during the day, and choosing gifts is indeed an annoying problem. She has to solve this first, so that she can go to the birthday party in the evening.
Song Qiyue pulled Mo Zhengyan up and got him up. He asked, "Where are you going to run so early."
"Choose a gift." Song Qiyue hurriedly fetched a coat for him and put it on him.
In a hurry, Song Qiyue took Mo Zhengyan out.
On the way, she was still thinking about what gift to choose, "Zhengyan, what do you want to do."
If it were her and Chu Yan, it would be simple. One bag and one pair of high heels can be done. The same is true if a man gives a woman a gift. Now I can’t order red envelopes directly. It’s too tacky, and the belongings are too intimate. In this way, Song Qiyue's mind was really tied.
This morning, Song Qiyue pulled Mo Zhengyan around, and under the leadership of the driver, he was going around Nancheng.
But after going around for a long time, it took a day, and still couldn't find the best gift. Seeing it was going to be evening, Song Qiyue frowned.
Seeing her in such a difficult situation, Mo Zhengyan said, "Pick the precious ones."
Song Qiyue thinks about it and thinks so, no matter what you buy, you should choose a more expensive person, like President Li. Although there is no shortage of things, they must show their identity when they give gifts. She has an idea. Said, "Just buy an antique display!"
So I drove to the antique shop, the dazzling array of exquisite furnishings made people look dazzling, but it was also very beautiful. Song Qiyue couldn't help being amazed. Mo Zhengyan saw it, but smiled, "Aren't you not interested in these?"
He hadn't forgotten that she gave those expensive gifts that could pile up like a mountain and covered with dust.
"Although I'm not interested, it doesn't mean I don't like to appreciate it." Song Qiyue looked in front of a vintage vase inlaid with precious stones.
"Fancy pick two."
"do what?"
"One as a gift, the other to put it home, for you to watch it slowly." He said directly.
"I don't want it." Song Qiyue shook her head, "but you can pick one as a gift."
"You also see which one is better." Song Qiyue walked in the antique shop, slowly selecting, letting go of his hand.
Mo Zhengyan looked at it casually, his gaze swept around casually, just pure appreciation. Suddenly, that gaze was frozen in one place. That is the front, the items placed in the shop window in the middle of the front. He couldn't help walking over, and then stopped.
"Zheng Yan, what do you think of this?" Song Qiyue shouted while looking at the furnishings in the window. But she didn't hear from him, she turned her head suspiciously, and saw that he was standing there.
She also walked over, wanting to see what he was looking at. Coming to his side, she saw him staring at the items in the shop window and not speaking.
Song Qiyue noticed that his gaze was very focused, to the point of an incredible concentration, but his indifferent eyes were so serious.
She was even more curious, and her eyes met the items in the window, but she was equally surprised.
Inside that window, on the high lifting platform, is a jewelry box.
It is a handmade jewelry box that has been cherished for a long time. The craftsmanship is meticulously crafted and it is inlaid with bright gems. On the box, there is a butterfly flying out. The skill of carving is It's so superb, it's really exciting.
The marked card beside the jewelry box shows that this exquisite jewelry box comes from a famous artist and is unique.
"This is so beautiful!" Song Qiyue exclaimed sincerely!
Her voice came, and Mo Zhengyan looked sideways, "Like it?"
"En!" She was also attracted by it, appreciating like him intently.
"Then buy it home." He said, he had already called the store manager to come over, and he took it out of the window and bought it directly.
Song Qiyue was gone, and she couldn't help him at all. She simply told the store manager, "Please wrap it up for me, and wrap it nicely. We are a birthday present for someone."
"Don't you like it?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"I like it, but I don't need it. I think this jewelry box is pretty good, and it's expensive enough!" Song Qiyue thought it was really exquisite. The price is also on the top. Whoever will give a six-figure gift on his birthday , This mind is also enough.
"You choose another one as a gift." Mo Zhengyan said.
"That's it, okay, let's go." Song Qiyue has taken him away by holding his hand.
When the gift was selected, it was considered a full return, and the two went back home.
Song Qiyue thought he was going to return to the Mo mansion, but Mo Zhengyan took her to a dress shop in Nancheng. Custom-made dresses are beautiful but always expensive. Song Qiyue came in holding his arm, she already understood, "Did you bring me to choose a dress for the evening banquet?"
Mo Zhengyan took her inside, "Try it."
When the store manager saw them coming, she seemed to recognize this gentleman, and she hurriedly greeted him, "Mr. Mo, the dress you ordered has arrived. Is she your wife?"
"It's her." Mo Zhengyan replied.
"Mrs. Mo, hello." The store manager greeted him warmly, and Song Qiyue greeted him with a smile.
"Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo, please come here. The pre-ordered dresses have already arrived. Please pick and see which one to try first?" The shop manager said with a smile, and the shop assistant directly pushed out the long row of hangers. There are also matching high heels.
Song Qiyue was standing there, and she saw several gorgeous dresses hanging on the hanger, which surprised her.
Song Qiyue tilted her head and laughed softly, "I have prepared so much today, do you want me to surprise the four?"
Mo Zhengyan patted her on the shoulder lightly and led her to the front. He said, "Pick one and show it to me."
Song Qiyue smiled and went to choose immediately. She chose a champagne-colored dress and went into the fitting room to change it. The shop manager who helped put on the dress on the side boasted enviously, "Mrs. Mo, your husband is very kind to you. I will order you a dress a few days ago.
Listening to the praise from others, Song Qiyue felt very happy at this moment. Once the dress was put on, it didn't fit even better, perfect and docile.
"Mrs. Mo, the size reported by Mr. Mo is really accurate, and I really understand you." The shop manager boasted again, "You look good in this one."
Regarding Mo Zhengyan's accuracy, he had already understood it before. His hands seemed to be an all-purpose ruler, and he could automatically carve out numbers after touching it.
Song Qiyue smiled and walked out, her high heels stepped on her feet, she opened the curtain and walked in front of him.
Mo Zhengyan sat on the resting sofa, his eyes turned towards her and looked at her.
"Mr. Mo, take a look at your wife, Mrs. Mo wears this dress, she has a very good temperament!" The manager kept complimenting her.
Song Qiyue turned around in front of him, "How about it."
"Let's take another look." Mo Zhengyan said.
Song Qiyue also had no objection, so she changed another one. This time it was a snow-blue dress. She liked this one very much. When she came out, she felt very bright and turned around in front of the floor mirror. I think this one is good."
"Look at another one," he said.
"Why not just this one."
"Change another one." He insisted.
Song Qiyue turned her head and saw him staring at herself. For some reason, she felt a little weird, but she couldn't tell. The shopkeeper said, "Mrs. Mo, Mr. Mo has ordered several models, and then I can change to another one, maybe it will look better."
Now that everything was set, Song Qiyue had no opinion, so she tried all the dresses on this row of hangers.
Song Qiyue has always been very confident in himself. He has driven many dresses and attended various banquets. Today, he tried on them several times. He didn't say the first half of the good words, but he was a little tired. Only then, he said, "Put on the third one I just tried on."
The third one is a jade-white dress, thickened with lace, elegant but majestic. His vision is good, Song Qiyue also admits that the styles of the dresses are conservative, but elegant.
After Song Qiyue finally changed it back, she walked to him and said, "I won't change it, just this one."
"Then this one, it's pretty." He finally agreed, letting her go.
She couldn't help but angrily said, "Are you saying I'm ugly now? Don't I look good in some other clothes?"
"All look good." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, "It's just that this one is very beautiful."
"You can coax people."
"The truth."
The shop manager said behind him, "Mrs. Mo, the makeup artist is here, and I will put makeup on you."
This was really thoughtful, all the calculations were done, and Song Qiyue didn't bother to do it herself, so she went into the dressing room again.
It probably took a while for this makeup look, and when it came out again, Song Qiyue was completely beautiful and flawless. She was already beautiful, and she looked a bit fierce in the past, but now she is a mother, her fierce spirit has dropped sharply, and she smiled smartly, with a little gentleness.
"Very beautiful." He got up to meet her.
Hearing his words, Song Qiyue looked at him, but when she opened her mouth, she still had a lively temper, "What's the purpose of being so grand today?"
"Of course I want to surprise you." Mo Zhengyan had already taken her hand and said with a smile.
Song Qiyue also raised her lips and followed him away.
As night falls, the banquet is about to kick off the prelude.
...
On the way to the banquet, Song Qiyue took the invitation. She turned it over and saw the name on the invitation. The side by side name was the person who posted the invitation.
One is Li Chengyi.
The other is--
"Cheng Qingning." Song Qiyue said aloud, "Mr. Li's wife, it turned out to be Cheng Qingning."
Cheng Qingning.
Mo Zhengyan chanted the name in his heart, and he didn't know who it was. At the time, he tirelessly said: It's Quiet Ning, and there is no wood beside it. Don't make any mistakes, I have said it many times.