The other side was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with a smile, "Mr. White, I think you are mistaken. There are no traitors in our Meng family. "
old fox!
White scolded in his heart that the old man was afraid of bargaining with him, so he didn't admit it at all.
"I'm sorry. I know you've searched most of the earth, but there's nothing about the mercenary world. Yin Ziyu didn't feel it at all. Song Yi couldn't even hear a few words. Finally, she couldn't help raising her voice:" do you want me to give it to you? "
Yin Ziyu was startled. He felt his nose awkwardly. He went to the Mercedes Benz and opened the co driver's door: "general manager, get in the car."
Song Yi took a look at him and sat quietly on the co pilot.
This guy doesn't know if he's still following the habit of yesterday. He actually opened the front passenger's door for himself. You know, all drivers have a common understanding that the boss has to sit in the back seat.
She can choose to be the co pilot, but you are not allowed to let her take the co pilot.
However, looking at Yin Ziyu's dejected appearance, it's obvious that he didn't think of this layer at all. I sipped my mouth and didn't care with him for the time being.
After driving on the road, Yin Ziyu smoked several cigarettes, which suppressed the numerous thoughts in his mind. Then he peeked at Song Yi, and asked curiously, "where did that car come from?"
"A few days ago, my father went to the United States to attend the press conference and ordered a car. He just sent it here these days." Song Yi light said, took out the car key from the bag in the hand to shake, "wants to give you."
Yin Ziyu tried to reach for it several times, but finally gave up. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "well, driving your Mercedes Benz is already cheap. It's estimated that there are no more than ten such expensive things in China. You'd better keep them for yourself."
Song Yi put the car key into the co driver's storage box and said calmly, "if you want to open it, just take the key to open it. I have a spare one at home."
Yin Ziyu hesitated and didn't stop him.
Along the way, Yin Ziyu begins to become silent, and Song Yi makes sure that she has done the right thing unintentionally. Now I'm secretly thinking about how to make a big fuss on the car.
When they arrived at Jinghuang group, they took the elevator in silence together. After entering the office, Yin Ziyu didn't have much interest in playing with his mobile phone. He ran to the window, pushed open the window, and lay on the other side of the room.
At this time, Ming xiner came in with a lot of materials, and some of them were put on Song Yi's desk: "general manager, the foreign affairs project you are responsible for has developed by leaps and bounds. Now there is a large consultation in Europe, and the executive directors of major multinational groups have participated in it. Our company has also received the invitation."
"That's a good thing. I'll go." Song Yi nodded easily.
Ming Xin'er said with a bitter smile: "but the time schedule is very urgent. We may not be able to call up a particularly excellent language team all at once. After all, there are more than ten languages in Europe alone, but they don't want to speak in English."
Lying prone to smoke, Yin Ziyu picked his eyebrows and opened his mouth to talk, but he didn't make a sound. Let's take a look at Song Yi's arrangement.
Song Yi's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled, and she was also clear about European tonality. One by one, those people think their country is excellent, and of course they don't think their language is worse than English, so they never think that they should talk in English in public.
Every time a large Chinese business group goes out, it actually brings a language team composed of dozens of people. When it comes to any kind of language, it's really troublesome.
"Try to find it as much as you can, if not, I'll try again." Song Yi arranges a, hit Xin son to go out