It was very busy in the afternoon. I did research on the project together, and the market ran for several days.
After a busy day, both of them are already tired.
Shao Fei leaned back in the car seat and rested, "In the evening you have a treat for dinner."
"Are you trying to blackmail?" Song Qiyue smiled, "but there is no chance. Someone invited it today."
"Who?"
"Who else, Mr. Wang. Go, go to Jing Fuxuan."
When I arrived at Jing Fuxuan, it was already half past six.
After getting out of the car, the two of them walked to Jingfuxuan.
Shao Fei asked, "What time did you make an appointment?"
"Six o'clock."
"It's almost seven now!" Shao Fei was stunned.
"Yeah, I was almost an hour late."
"Then you let me drive so slowly!"
When they were talking, the two came to the lobby, and the manager came to greet him when he saw the visitor.
Song Qiyue reported a private room, and the manager knew that Mr. Limo was there, so he immediately said, "Please, I'll take you there."
Leading all the way, walking through the corridor, until the end of a corridor.
The private rooms on this side were all quiet and abnormal, which surprised Shao Fei.
Jing Fuxuan has always been full of guests, so there are so many rooms available.
However, when he reached the end of the room, the manager smiled and pushed the door open, and he saw the people sitting inside.
Everything is clear.
The one on the left is Mr. Wang, with his secretary to accompany him, but Mr. Wang's figure is very dim at this moment.
The man on the right has a striking white collar as white as snow under the light. He has black hair and dark eyes, and smiles gracefully. He looks forward to flying between his eyebrows, and his deep voice is gentle and pleasant. After the door was pushed open, he slowly turned his head back, the gaze sweeping from those eyes was leisurely and contented.
It's Mo's brother! Shao Fei recognized him at a glance.
Song Qiyue was still standing at the door, her eyes met him.
"Manager Song, you are here!" Mr. Wang said first.
In this round, President Wang hosted a banquet and wanted to win over Mr. Mo. And she happened to be the companion.
Song Qiyue smiled and walked in. She smiled and said hello, "Mr. Wang, I'm really sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."
As she said, her eyes fell on him again, "Mr. Mo, sorry, you have been waiting for a long time."
She obviously did it on purpose! Shao Fei only felt that this game was really weird.
Mo Zhengyan sat quietly, he only responded, "Sit down."
Song Qiyue smiled at him, and sat down generously opposite him.
After all the people were there, Mr. Wang was very happy. He chatted eagerly and talked about everything from heaven to earth. Later, even Qi Men Dunjia uttered his mouth, causing Song Qiyue to laugh, "Mr. Wang, you are really knowledgeable and know everything."
"Banmen got an axe!" Mr. Wang smiled, but his face was bright.
Song Qiyue said again, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Wang has a good character, good knowledge, and ability. You should find this if you are looking for someone to cooperate. What do you think?"
Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "That's why you found Mr. Wang to cooperate, and you have a good vision."
"Can the three of us work together in the future?" He threw the question back, but Song Qiyue wanted to pull him into the water.
When Mr. Wang heard that he could cooperate, he was happy now, and he even invited him to a toast. Soon after a few bottles of wine went down, he was already drunk.
Song Qiyue said, "Shao Fei, help Mr. Wang go back. Mr. Wang is drunk."
Shao Fei took a look, he nodded, and Secretary Wang, together with Secretary Wang, helped President Wang to leave.
As soon as the three of them left, Qian Jue said, "Mr. Mo, I will prepare the car."
In the huge private room, they were the only ones left without blinking.
It seems that others are deliberately to leave them alone space.
She played with the wine glasses with her slender white fingers, and Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Secretary Qian is considerate. Knowing that our old friend hasn't seen each other for a long time, she must have something to say, so she left first."
"Then now, what do you want to say to me." Mo Zhengyan whispered.
This round is clearly for President Wang, but in essence, it is Mr. Mo’s round. She will come, so it proves that she has something to say.
"Thanks for this list. If it weren't for you, I don't think Mr. Wang would let it go so soon. Mr. Mo, I toast you." Song Qiyue picked up the wine glass to respect him, and she drank it happily. .
Drinking happily, she slowly raised her eyes, and said, "However, if you have such a thing in the future, you don't have to bother Mr. Mo. After all, Mr. Mo can't always take care of me and escort me. So. , This time will be the last time."
She is still the same, speaking euphemistically, but directly, and freely and decisively.
Mo Zhengyan looked at her, but asked, "Why don't you go back to Haicheng."
"I will go back during Chinese New Year." She did go back. If she didn't go back, Aunt Jun wouldn't be willing.
"I mean, go back to Haicheng to develop." He didn't intend to let her get through.
"Haicheng is developing well, but I think Hong Kong City is also very good. Anyway, it's all about making money. It's the same everywhere."
"With your current background, it's difficult to stand up in Hong Kong." He had broken her and asked even more thoroughly.
In the Gangcheng business district, who would not know that Song Qiyue, the former public relations manager of Wuzhou, betrayed Tang Hanchen, the former vice president who pulled her with one hand, and he was expelled from the company forever. He did not even get a good result with her and was expelled. It has created her current difficult situation.
"Is it difficult to turn over? I never thought about turning over." She downplayed it very lightly.
Mo Zhengyan stared at her and said, "Without the backstage of Wuzhou, it is as difficult for you to mix in Hong Kong City as before."
"Hong Kong City is not only a company from Wuzhou, there is a saying called "Wise Eyes Know Heroes". I think someone can always see my shining pearl."
"Pearls with flaws can only be reduced to second-class products." His expression was warm and indifferent, but his words were sharp.
"Hey, I never thought I was a first-class pearl. It's not bad to be a second-class pearl. I don't pick it."
"Song Qiyue!" He was irritated by her light tone, and she responded, "Hey!"
She was smiling, but he didn't smile. As he looked at each other, his expression suddenly softened, as if he had a hint of helplessness, and said softly, "Since you don't want to return to Haicheng, then resign and come to me. I will arrange it."
The smile in Song Qiyue's eyes was cold, "Why? Want Jinwu Cangjiao? Find a spare time for me? It's a pity that I'm born to work hard, and I'm not lucky enough to endure it."
"July, I am your uncle." He moved out of his identity.
"Yes, my dear uncle, thank you for your kindness, but I am no longer a child. Adults have to let their children go, otherwise she will never learn to grow up. This truth, uncle, I miss you Understand." She said, her smile raised, shining brightly under the light.
Such coquettishness reminded Mo Zhengyan of the previous dinner in Haicheng, she also laughed like this.
"I don't think it's too early. Let's end today's game. Uncle, I'll leave first." Song Qiyue said, she took the napkin and wiped it, and she was about to leave.
Mo Zhengyan looked at her, but he suddenly shouted, "Song Qiyue."
"A year ago, why did you approach me for the first time?" He asked suddenly.
She remembered last year, that period of entanglement, and also remembered that it had come. At this moment, she felt a vague movement in her heart. What was the cause of that, I don't know.
She said, "You know, for the sea tunnel project."
...
The drizzle lasted for several days in the past few days, but it was not clear until today.
But the weather is still gloomy and cold.
When Shao Fei knocked on the door and came in, Song Qiyue was wrapped in a blanket. She curled up on the office sofa, like a hibernating bear, but she was holding a new fashion magazine in her hand, looking at it leisurely. With.
Shao Fei went in angrily. He walked towards her and shouted, "It's all in spring, why are you still wrapped up like a bear!"
"Oh, Feier, don't you think bears are cute?"
Shao Fei has no time to be poor with her, because the phone is ringing.
Shao Fei picked up the phone. The call came from the secretariat of the general manager. He answered and hung up and said, "Mr Xu is urging the funds for that project."
"Have an appointment with the bank manager, and we will leave in ten minutes."
This project is the first phase of the project that Song Qiyue is responsible for. From the early market research and the medium-term financing, she has to complete it independently. Although the project is not large, it is not easy for Song Qiyue in the current situation.
Right now, this bank borrowing is a big problem.
On this day, Song Qiyue rushed to three banks. After waiting for a day, he wanted to look at the faces of others. After leaving the bank, Shao Fei drove without saying a word.
Song Qiyue smiled, "Today is so kind, don't you blackmail me for a dinner?"
"I'm full of gas!" Shao Fei replied depressed. In the past, when I was in Wuzhou, bank loans had always been smooth sailing.
"What's so angry, this world is like this, it couldn't be more normal." Song Qiyue was indifferent, smiling and joking, "Well, when I become rich, I will open a bank and let you be the president. Let you show your face to others!"
Shao Fei glanced at her, "You want to invite me to dinner!"
"You just came to lie to me for a meal." Song Qiyue felt that she had been recruited.
She rushed back to the company very late in the evening, and Shao Fei was already considering which restaurant to blackmail her to go to at night. The two of them turned back to the company building in front of them while chatting, but suddenly, a man walked behind them.
The man was in a suit and leather shoes, a shirt and tie.
"Miss July!" The man whispered, but he called out her name accurately.
This made Shao Fei look back in surprise, and also made Song Qiyue stop and look back.
However, when Song Qiyue saw the incoming person, she was shocked, but she immediately understood. It just felt a little sudden.
"Miss July, long time no see." The man came to her to greet.
Song Qiyue had already recovered, she also smiled and said, "Hi, Asen, it's been a long time."
Johnson was very respectful, but he stood sideways, and said, "Miss July, Master Su He invites you to come."
Master Su He? Although Shao Fei couldn't figure out the situation, he only felt that it seemed to have a good background.
Song Qiyue stood there, she smiled and looked over.
On the side of the road not far away, at the other end of the road, a black car parked under the shade of a tree on one side of the avenue.
The window slowly fell down, and the man in the car had black hair hanging down his upper eyelids, his eyes looking at her.
Sukh, Sukh.
Zhou Suhe.
Why is your last name not Su, but Zhou?
She had asked him that before.
As a teenager, he was tender and tender, but he also had a trace of apostasy.
He said: If you like it, I will change my name to Su He instead of Zhou.