A dinner, Yan Shiqi eat absent-minded.
Seeing this, fourth brother Qin added a fried potato to her plate and said, "have a good meal."
Hearing this, she reluctantly laughed and took a few more bites, then put down the knife and fork.
Her elbow supported the edge of the table, leaning forward slightly, "is Qingyu culture cooperating with song Qiyu?"
The man looked at her and did not hide, "well, all the advertising promotion plans of Qiheng real estate were given to Qingyu production."
Inkstone when seven slightly frightened, but also only murmured: "no wonder..."
After dinner, Yan Shiqi settled the account.
When she and her fourth brother walked out of the box in Venice, they subconsciously looked at the Milan hall opposite.
The door of the box was still closed, maybe... Still talking.
Inkstone when seven online pulled off the mask, his palm big small face covered tightly, eyes left the restaurant.
It was very dark near eight o'clock.
Only the glass lamp string in front of the Italian restaurant is shining with dreamy brilliance.
The service staff sent each other off enthusiastically behind them. As soon as they walked out of the gate, they saw a figure standing in the cold night.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the other party turns around in a hurry and sees inkstone Shiqi, like a sigh of relief.
"Seventeen!"
Yin ansa never left, but waited for her for a long time in the cold night outside the door.
Some things, she does not want to misunderstand, or face to face to make it clear.
Yan Shiqi was surprised to see her. He looked at the fourth brother and heard him say, "I'll wait for you in the car. It's cold. Don't talk too long."
She nodded and agreed, watching the man drive to the parking lot. Then she looked back at Yin ansa, "Why are you standing outside, cold or not?"
Yin Ansha walked quickly to her, looked around and sighed, "it's not cold. I'm afraid you'll misunderstand me, so I want to explain it to you."
"I'm afraid I'll misunderstand something?" Inkstone when seven smile, eyes are very bright, face no color.
Yin ansa looked around, as if on guard, and walked to the corner of the restaurant with her arm. "Seventeen, I didn't mean to go to the wrong room. Look at this."
She presented the SMS page of her mobile phone to Yan Shiqi and explained in a low voice, "this is the message sent to me by the bodyguard of President song. He asked me to go to the Venice box, so..."
Inkstone when seven clearly see the text message content, she picked under the brow, cheek across a trace of cold.
It seems that it is not a coincidence to meet song Qiyu many times today.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yin ANSA said, "seventeen, I'm an employee of Qingyu culture, and I can't do many things.
Today, I just sent a planning document to Mr. Song on behalf of Qing Yu. There is nothing else. "
Regardless of the relationship between her and Qiao Qing, she, as 17's best friend, can't betray her.
At the beginning, if not 17, it is likely that he was still wandering in the streets of Milan.
She won't do such ingratitude!
Yan Shiqi listens to Yin ansa's almost eager tone to explain everything. After a short while, she loses her smile. "I didn't think much about it. Don't be so nervous."
Yin ansa opened his mouth, slightly embarrassed, "I'm just afraid you misunderstood..."
"I don't get it wrong. As you said, you are an employee of Qingyu. If the boss asks you to do something, can you not do it?
As for the wrong box today, maybe the bodyguard sent the wrong message. It doesn't matter. Don't think too much. "