She's very serious when she's eating. She's always burying her head.

So I didn't notice that from beginning to end, Miyazawa's eyes almost always fell on her.

After observing which dishes she preferred, Gong Zeli kept the name of the dish in his mind.

After dinner, Qiao Mianmian proposed to go back.

Miyazawa also did not stay, driving her back to the apartment.

Along the way, neither of them said anything.

To the apartment, Gong Ze from the car stopped, Qiao Mianmian untied the seat belt: "Mr. Gong, thank you for dinner, and thank you for sending me back. Then I'll go. Drive carefully. "

With that, she opened the door with her bag.

Just after getting out of the car, the man who had been silent behind him suddenly said: "the jewelry company under Gong's company is about to launch new products, and now there is no suitable spokesperson. I think your temperament and image are very suitable. If you want to sign you, you... Think about it

He seemed to be afraid of Joe Mianmian's disbelief. After that, he immediately added: "I'm serious. I'll let someone contact your agent. I hope you will also seriously consider that this endorsement has not been discussed with others, and I promise it will not happen again. "

"And your ex fiance, I'll have him watched. You don't have to worry that he will harass you again. "

Miyazawa from finish, staring at the girl outside the car silently for a while, just reached out to close the door.

In a minute.

Joe Mianmian watched his silver gray Lamborghini drive out of the underground parking lot.

She stood where she was for a while before she turned and left.

*

Mohist.

Moyesi finished processing the last document, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

The people who worked overtime with him, and Wei Zheng.

"Mr. mo." Wei Zheng knocked on the door of the office and came in.

The ink night division throws the pen in the hand on the table, the body tilts back, reaches out to rub eyebrow, the heart way: "left?"

"No Wei Zheng replied, "still waiting downstairs."

Ink night division hooked hook lip: "incredibly still, it seems that must wait for me."

"Mr. Mo, Shen's share price started to fall again this afternoon. Shen Yuncheng has gone to other people for investment, but seems to have been rejected. His only hope now is that Mo can always help him. "

"So he must want to see Mr. Mo today."

Mo Ye Si looked at the time, and the corner of his lip hooked: "after waiting for five hours, it seems that Shen's situation is really not optimistic."

"Does Mo always want to see him?" Wei Zheng asked.

"See you." Mo Ye Si chuckles“ Since he's been waiting for five hours, I'll see him. Go and bring him up

"Does Mo always want to invest in Shen?" Wei Zheng hesitated and asked, "Shen's hole is too big now. It's not easy to help them get back to the situation."

"Although Mo always has such ability, if it is friendship to help, it will take a lot of thought and energy."

"I have a clear idea of this. You don't have to worry so much about it. Go and bring people up."

"... yes, Mr. mo."

As a subordinate, Wei Zheng can only put forward some suggestions at most.

As for whether his boss adopts it or not, it's not something he can manage.

*

A moment later.

Shen Yuncheng is taken into the office by Wei Zheng.

"Uncle Shen."

Ink night division face Kungfu or do very enough, see Shen Yuncheng, got up and walked to him, politely called out.