Chapter 212： Is it for a boyfriend?

Chapter 212 Is it for your boyfriend?

"Is it for your boyfriend?"

Tang Li heard the denial: "No, just an ordinary elder."

When it comes to the word "elder", her voice is slightly lower than before, and the three words "boyfriend" in the mouth of the girl in the gift shop lightly hit the tip of her heart, causing ripples .

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the vanity mirror on the shelf, and found that his cheeks were already blushing.

Leaving the gift shop, Tang Li went directly to the National Mall.

She and Feng Qi had an appointment to meet at 11:00 a.m. It is now 9:40. It only takes about half an hour to get to the IMG headquarters from here.

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Tang Li sat down on a wooden chair outside the square.

Without Gao Wenlan, she could not enter the Ministry of Finance as her.

Tang Li held the phone and hesitated for two or three minutes. After a battle between heaven and man, she began to edit a text message: "I'm in the square outside the Ministry of Finance, can you come down?"

After typing the question mark at the end of the sentence, he looked back at the content, and found that it was not polite. Tang Li deleted it and entered it again: "My roommate bought an oven two days ago and made some cookies last night. I think it is very good. IMG Media signed a contract, I will go to the company headquarters in the morning, and I will give you a box of cookies by the way."

What if he let her eat by herself?

According to Song Boyan's character, it is really possible to give her such a reply.

After all, so-called adults don’t like to eat cookies and snacks.

Tang Li didn't want to be rejected, so he had to reorganize his language: "My roommate made some biscuits in the shape of a dog, very similar to the Tibetan Mastiff I met in the villa. I promised to give it a gift earlier, but I just asked for it in the morning. Go to IMG headquarters and drop by to deliver biscuits, I'm already downstairs at the Ministry of Finance, if it's convenient for you, can you come down and get it?"

Make sure there is no big problem, Tang Li sent a text message.

As for the recipient column—

is the number she has long remembered.

Ten minutes passed, and the phone on the gift box remained unresponsive.

Tang Li looked up at the majestic Ministry of Finance building. The icy building was reflected in the yellow ginkgo trees on both sides, and it was also stained with a bit of autumn, but it made her feel so out of reach.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Tang Li lowered his head and found that Song Boyan replied.

[Still outside the Treasury? ]

The depression in his heart instantly vanished, and Tang Li typed back: "Yes!"

Seeing that the text message was sent successfully, she adjusted her sitting position slightly, put her legs together, put the mobile phone back on the gift box, raised her hands, and tucked a few strands of hair ruffled by the wind behind her ears, trying to let her There is nothing wrong with the manners.

After a while, a man in a suit walked out of the door of the Treasury Department.

When Tang Li saw who was coming, he was inevitably disappointed. Ji Ming had already walked up to her: "The finance minister said, Miss Tang has something for him?"

"...Yes." Tang Li handed over the gift box: "Please give it to him."

Ji Ming said after receiving the gift box: "The finance minister is meeting several executives of state-owned enterprises at the moment, and he can't leave. The end of the year is approaching, and many things will come one after another. It is inevitable that some of them will not be able to cope."

Thinking that Song Boyan took so long to reply to the message, Tang Li knew that Ji Ming's words were not an excuse. Although he had regrets, the sense of loss had faded. Then she stood up and said, "Then I won't disturb your work, and take it to Finance Minister Song for me."

Walking out of the National Mall, Tang Li looked at the clear sky, and the corner of his mouth tickled lightly.

is actually not a disappointment.

At least, he sent Jiming to get the biscuits.

(end of this chapter)